Dasher Grant needs to focus on his game—-on and off the field. He’s six months from retirement and trying to go out with a bang, but an eighteen-year-old upstart is giving him a run for his money. He needs to keep his eyes on the ball, devote himself to the game and stop fooling around with his best friend’s baby sister. But that’s never going to happen. Athena Swift isn’t a conquest any sane man discards. The attacking midfielder is one year into his sexual siege with fading hope of advancing their sordid trysts into the lifetime commitment he craves. She swears they’re just getting their kicks, but he knows she’s the one. And he’s never walked away from a challenge. Athena Swift traded her youth for Olympic gold. She surrendered time with loved ones and friends in exchange for Six World Championships and two Olympic gold medals. At twenty-three, she walked away to focus on living her best life and winning the man of her dreams—-Dash Grant. No one owns her heart like her big brother’s best friend—-the Barcelona talisman who’s fast as lightning on the field and hot as sin in her bed. He’s tall, powerful, utterly gorgeous, and an unrepentant grump—-sheer perfection in her eyes. Ever since she became his agent, they’ve been doing the horizontal mambo every chance they get. But there’s a problem—-he won’t stop asking for more. For years, Dash ran from women who threw themselves at his feet, and she won’t let that happen to her. She needs to hold firm, play hard to get, and make him keep up the chase. She may not know much about the game of love—-but she knows it’s the ultimate contact sport. May the best athlete win.