When I was 17, I was in love with a gorgeous girl named Fischl. I was going to marry her, start a family. It was my one and only dream. Only dreams are just that. Dreams. Reality was my sister dying, me suddenly being the father of a baby boy, and Fischl disappearing. I tracked her down years later, but when I found her, my dream was destroyed. I raised my sister’s son as my own and did my best to forget about the woman who stole my heart. It almost worked. My kid is great, my construction business grew into an empire, but my bed’s been cold for almost two decades. When Fischl re-appears, I decide that I’ve waited long enough. To hell with keeping secrets or doing the right thing, I’m going to have her.

I’ll admit I’m not the friendliest guy around. I’m not on the football field throwing touchdowns or in the classroom racking up perfect grades. I am mostly getting by but that’s because I’ve always known what I want. I’m going to take over nearly billion dollar construction company my dad built…or so I thought. My plans fall apart when Sadie and her brother appear in my life. Her brother is actually my dad’s real son. That makes Sadie my—no, it can’t be because one look at Sadie and the only thought in my head is how to possess her. New plan to execute. Figure out the complicated family ties. Try not to kill my new brother. Convince Sadie I’m the man for her. Easy, right? Well, maybe not but anything worth having is worth fighting for and Sadie’s worth everything.

Van Fleur is a hottie with red hair and freckles. I want to kiss every freckle and hold that red hair in my fist. Unfortunately, she hates jocks and, more specifically, me but I’ve got a plan to make her fall in love. I need a fake girlfriend to fend off the other girls at school so I can spend time focusing on winning the State title. It’s a long shot but sometimes in relationships, like football, you have to throw that Hail Mary pass. Fleur Van is a hottie with broad shoulders and a wicked grin. Every girl wants to kiss that grin and hold onto those broad shoulders. For some reason, he keeps following me around. He says that he needs a fake girlfriend to fend off the other girls. I think it’s a lie, but I’m willing to go along with it. It’s my senior year and I deserve to have a little fun. I know nothing will come of it because relationships aren’t like football where one dominant player can make you a winner. Instead, it takes two and I know my heart is the only one on the line.