As a sought-after sports agent, becoming romantically involved with a client is a line I won’t cross. It doesn’t matter that I’ve crushed on Gage for years. Or that he’s constantly thoughtful and deliciously flirty. I won’t jeopardize my career. But when my favorite client goes off-the-grid with an endorsement deal on the table, I’m forced to track him down. Even if it means traveling to Valencia, Spain. I blame the sunshine and the sea for lowering my defenses. I blame the man who always has my back for drawing me closer. Here, resisting Gage is nearly impossible. Especially when he sees below my façade, to the bone-deep exhaustion and haunting loneliness I’m grappling with and offers to shoulder some of my burdens. I can’t fall for my client. Even if he’s on the brink of retirement. Even if he claims that I’m his final touchdown.