Nashville Rampage

Corie: Knox Beckett is heartbreak in a helmet. He's also my brother's best friend, and so far out of my league, he's untouchable. But a few stolen glances turn into a welcome home that blindsides us both. The rules are clear. We just chose not to follow them. Now we're sneaking around like we're running a trick play, hooking up behind closed doors, and pretending our actions don't have the power to blow up our lives. Knox is under my skin and tackling his way into my heart. Ready or not, it's time we make the play. Knox: She's the last girl I'm allowed to want-my best friend's little sister. She's all grown up and looking at me in invitation. The second Corie crashes into me, with her tanned, toned skin, in a barely there bikini, I know I'm in trouble. I shouldn't look. And I sure as hell shouldn't touch. My hands are already on her waist, one second longer, and I'll do something we both might regret. What I do is even worse. I help her land a job working for the team. My team. Now I can't get her out of my mind, or my way. And keeping my hands to myself is a penalty waiting to happen. Because Corie isn't just off-limits-she's one line I swore I'd never cross, yet I'm sprinting toward it. I'd risk the season-my entire career-for her just to make the play.

Rowan I swore I'd never look twice at a football player again, especially after barely surviving the last one. But when my abusive ex gets traded to the team I work for, my past shows up to haunt me. Not a moment too soon, star player Landry Reynolds runs interference, announcing that he's my boyfriend. My emotions get the best of me, and I find myself playing along. He's charming, bold, and way too convincing. The more time we spend together, the harder it is to remember that it's all pretend. I might be falling for my fake boyfriend, but I can never have him for real. I could lose everything I've finally found, and that's scarier than having my heart crushed by the wide receiver. Landry I didn't mean to get involved. I just couldn't watch her shrink away from him a second longer-not after knowing what he put her through. So I did what I do best: I ran the play and told him she's mine. Now I can't stop thinking about how right that little white lie feels. How right she feels. There's a good chance I was never faking. This started as a way to protect her. I never imagined it'd be so hard keeping my hands off her. Then again, I've never been very good at following the rules.

Bellamy I watched my parents' marriage crumble when my father chose football over family. His love for the game destroyed us. It's why I loathe it. It's also why I don't trust easily. So when I meet a handsome stranger at a hotel bar, we trade nothing but first names. I'm miles from home and I'll never see him again. Until I do. At a family event with my dad, he's there-my mystery man from weeks ago. Only now, I know who he is: a football player on my father's team. Which means I need to forget him . . . and his tight end. Reid The night I meet the dark-haired beauty at the bar, everything changes. We talk, laugh, and our connection is unlike anything I've ever felt. The next morning, she's gone, leaving me with only her name. I think I've lost her, until she walks into my stadium, standing right beside my coach. Fate hands me a second chance, and I'm not letting it slip. To her, I'm just another football player. But I'll prove to her that I'm not her father . . . I'm my own man. And my dream girl, she was meant to be mine.