![]() ![]() He's probably not even home.But then the door swings open, and I have a choice to make. But the more time I spend doing media appearances and charity events with the generous, quick-witted, popular guy, the hungrier I am for him.It's a bad idea to knock on his door late one night. I need to focus on football, not on my interest in men. My team's PR department wants to double down on our rivalry.And they're right. ![]() The worst part is that he'll never know how much it meant to me.And when I'm traded to his cross-town rivals, I know that's not the time to serve up my secrets either. Our white-hot time together answers a lot of questions I've had about myself.Then life happens, and I don't show up for our second date. When Jason invites me to his place the night before my first pro football game, I say yes so fast. But I've been crushing hard on one quarterback in particular for the last year. Like, say, all the other football players in the league. A sexy, emotionally-charged, rivals-to-lovers, second chance sports romance.Some men are just off-limits. ![]()
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