It wasn’t the physical pain that stayed with me, it was the emotional mind games that I still suffered from. Two years later and I still carried those scars everywhere. But then two megastar athletes walked into my life with their own kind of games, and suddenly hiding wasn’t so easy. Their games made me forget my issues. Made me feel safe again. Made me laugh again. Made me trust again. Made me forget I even had a reason to hide in the first place. And with them, I ultimately agreed to the craziest game of all—a new relationship that would test friendships, boundaries, and trust. The problem was….once I let my guard down…… I was found. My past intertwined with my present to complicate an already perverse situation. Despite my past, despite the obstacles, and despite the forbidden games we play….. can our new relationship find a happy ending? And if we do, will I be forced to choose between them? Neither of them? Or will I get to keep them? Both. \*The book is a first time book for a first time author. Sports romance that takes you through the beginnings of an MFM relationship.

When your brother is the best quarterback in the NFL, people treat you one of two ways: they use you to get close to him, or they hand you whatever you want…. to get close to him. There is no in-between. So when I finally got a chance to prove myself as an athletic trainer to my hometown’s baseball team, I jumped at the chance. I packed up and headed to spring training. No one had to know who my brother was. No one needed to know my last name. No one would ask, and I wouldn’t tell. I would keep to myself, work hard, and kick ass. If only it was that easy. One little white lie turned into two. Then three. Then four. And damnit I couldn’t even keep the lies straight anymore. Things got even more complicated when Chase Turner pulled me into his web of lies as well. Now I was just trying to make it through spring training without my head exploding. Who knew I would find peace in the biggest lie of all—my feelings for Chase. Because no matter how much this all shattered in the end, he had become worth the secrets. But could we survive the lies we told?

Ethan was my best friend. Ace pitcher for the Atlanta Kings. My confidant. My protector. The man I loved most in the world—as a brother of course. He was supposed to be supportive and helpful and caring. But he was actually crazy. And never more so than after I told him my plan to lose my virginity. In the blink of an eye, Ethan went from brotherly love to overprotective daddy. And now I was the one going crazy. He had to back off before he risked our friendship. So we made a deal. A deal to end all deals. With timelines, conditions, and even an exit strategy. It would save the trust and love we made as friends. It would help us get back to being us. Or so I thought.

I was the daughter of a world renowned prima ballerina. Everything about me exuded prim and proper. At least that was the part of me everyone saw. Tyson Black was a struggling football player. Big and scary looking. Tattoos and muscles everywhere. Kind of annoying. He was also my newest ballet student. Neither one of us were thrilled about it, And it only took us one lesson to learn we didn’t see eye to eye. But after a series of break-ins in Atlanta, including one in my studio, I was on edge and my stoic demeanor started slipping. Everything seemed to be spiraling. Somehow, I managed to push through my fears and teach my classes. It helped that Ty and I had found a rhythm we could agree on. Eventually, I was able to see that we had a lot more in common than just the way we danced. And while that should have been what brought us together, it was actually what threatened to keep us apart.

I was a fighter. On the field and in the ring. I threw punches every chance I got to relieve the stress I carried as the NFL’s youngest head coach. The only relief I’d found outside of fighting was a night I spent with a beautiful woman that I never saw again. That is, until I started arguing with the league’s new referee—a woman trying to make history in a “man’s world.” The same woman I still thought about every single night. Only now I couldn’t have her. She was a conflict of interest, forbidden, and in a way, she had become my enemy. But there was still an undeniable pull between us that we had to try resisting. Could we? One thing was certain, with the entire world watching, we were both in for the fight of our lives. \*Check author website for possible tw's…(there are no major ones.)