A spicy enemies-to-lovers football romance with small-town charm, big-city heat, and one cocky pro athlete who can’t stop falling for the girl next door.
RIGHT GUARD. WRONG TIME
Izzy
I’ve got websites to keep running, shifts to cover at the brewery, my ‘volunteer work’, a twenty-
acre co-op farm to launch, a newspaper, and a coffee shop to figure out what to do with.
How is it that the merch closet reorganization is my biggest challenge? Okay, maybe not my
biggest.
I manage my time to the minute and make time for all the important things. What I don’t have
time for is the starting right guard of the New York Knights—no matter how much he fills out
his team tee.
Griffon Skinner is all biceps, smirks, and trouble.
One night in Philly, we crossed a line.
And now?
He’s showing up in my space, drinking my coffee, and making me feel things I absolutely do not
have time to feel.
Griffon
I’ve played in some of the loudest stadiums in the country, and with more … ladies than I can
count, but nothing makes my heart race like Izzy Ross.
She’s a force—untamed, brilliant, unpredictable.
That night after the playoffs? I should’ve left it there.
But I didn’t.
And now I’m fighting to stay in control.
She thinks I’m just another jock with an ego complex.
I think she’s the most addictive thing I’ve ever touched.
One night was supposed to be enough.
Two might be considered a mistake.
But the more I see her—the woman, the dreamer, the tether—I know I’m already all
in.
