![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Suddenly, there’s not much to do but look at each other. But resisting the temptation becomes nearly impossible when Tiller Raine and I end up together in a small cabin in a remote Colorado town. I’ve spent years learning to keep my eyes, and my hands, to myself. They’re a bunch of spoiled jocks with more muscles than brains. I’ve learned my lesson about falling for one of my dad’s players. I might fantasize about Mikey at night- every night-but actually touching him would be a serious personal foul.Īnd falling for him? That’s completely out of bounds. And the absolute biggest mistake I could make right now would be to fall for Mikey Vining, my best friend, employee and, more importantly, Coach’s baby boy. As the first openly gay professional football player, I can’t afford to make any mistakes, on or off the field. ![]()
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