It's a bad idea to knock on his door late one night.
Except, the more time I spend doing media appearances and charity events with the sexy, generous, popular guy, the hungrier I am to finish what we started. I need to focus on football, not on my interest in men. My team's PR department wants to double down on our rivalry. Since, well, life happened, and the worst part is he'll never know how much that night meant to me.īut when I'm traded to his cross-town rivals, that's not the time to serve up my secrets to him either. Trouble is, that white-hot encounter with the other quarterback answered a lot of questions I've had about myself, but it also led me into this mess where he hates me. I have to stop replaying the one night I spent with my rival. Like, say, all the other football players in the league.
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