Three words to describe Austin Reid? Quarterback. Captain. Player. Did I mention delusional? His suggestion that I ditch the women's soccer team to play Wildcat football is proof enough. I’d rather streak across campus than surround myself with arrogant ballers. They’re all swagger and no substance. Guys who like to play games on and off the field? Hard pass. I know exactly how those stories end—with me crying into a pint of mint chocolate chip. But when the cocky QB dangles the prospect of a full athletic scholarship under my nose? It’s game on. Sparks fly and the more time we spend together, the harder it gets to fight the sizzling attraction. Coach has forbidden dating within the team, which is fine by me—I could never give my heart to a player—but he didn’t say anything about teammates with benefits…