I woke up in the bed of the Summerlin Thunder's star tight end with a splitting headache, zero memory of the night before, and my father—the team's owner— pounding on the door.
Trent Novak didn't touch me. He saved me. But that won't stop the media from spinning a scandalous story saying otherwise.
Now everything I've worked for—my career, my reputation and, most importantly, my chance to prove I'm more than just the owner's daughter—is hanging by a thread.
Trent's been a PR nightmare since the day he signed. This little fumble is only going to give my father more ammunition to cut him from the team.
My Hail Mary? Pretend Trent and I are a couple... at least until the end of the season.
But when the lines blur and fake kisses start to feel real, it's not just my dream job on the line. It's my heart.
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