I have one rule after my hearts broken. No football players.
Including my neighbor, the cocky linebacker who pulls fire alarms to get my attention.
My new college is a fresh start, somewhere where no one will recognize me as a football players trophy. So when number forty-five sets his sights on me, I turn him down flat. I dont need another playboy.
Especially after he fake-proposes to embarrass me. And I shove him into a pool.
But as the only girl on campus who doesnt get heart eyes for him, his coach sees an opportunity.
Keep him on his best behavior.
Try to clean up his image.
Stay out of his bedroom.
