But on nights where I just … needed, I couldn’t stop myself. No, I was the type who kept to myself, put my head down, and stayed out of trouble. I wasn’t the type of closet case to put on a show by parading women around. Had no delusion it would be the last either. It wasn’t a common thing-hooking up in a club-but it wasn’t the first time I’d done it. Our season was done, and this random guy, with his dark hair and bright eyes, made me forget all that.
With the bass thrumming through me, a buzz in my veins, and a sea of available hookups dancing and grinding in front of me, I dropped my guard.Ī loss always made me needy, even more so when it blew our chances to go to the Super Bowl. It was the punk-ass cocky smile on his face that did me in, but the five drinks on an empty stomach didn’t help. **Trick Play is a full-length MM novel with a HEA/HEA and no cliffhanger** Then again, neither is fooling around with him on my private jet. What I don’t expect is to start caring for the guy. I get to stick it to my politician dad who thinks no one is good enough for the Huntington name, and Matt’s reputation of being the bad boy of football dies. From his paranoia over being constantly photographed to his aversion to PDA, being with Matt isn’t the care-free fake relationship I expected when I signed on to do this. What Damon neglected to mention is Matt is surly and bitter. Pretend to be Matt Jackson’s boyfriend, my best friend said. If only my fake boyfriend wasn’t Noah Huntington III-the most arrogant, entitled rich guy in the world. I’ll do anything to play for the NFL again, even pretend to have a steady boyfriend. He wants me to become the poster boy for gay football players. Want to know the fastest way to get screwed out of a football career? Get photographed in a compromising position in a gay bar.
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