Logan Oliver III
MVP college quarterback. Bad boy. Billionaire. Pick a label. They all apply to me. I’ve been breaking records and hearts since the day I put on my freshman jersey.
The haters say I’ve had everything in life handed to me, so I play football to prove them wrong. Every Saturday I earn my glory on the gridiron.
There’s just one problem: my dad wants me to give up the game, take over the family business, and, worst of all, get married. Apparently, I’m embarrassing the family with my bad boy antics, and dad thinks a wife will clean up my act.
I will never give up football, and I am not getting married.
That’s when she walks into my life: Tamber Long. Short, sassy, and sexy as hell. But she’s not upper crust, not what my dad would call marriage material. There are skeletons in her closet.
Last week the only thing on my mind was football. Now I can’t get Tamber out of my head.
College is my only escape. I won’t let anything stand in the way of my career. Boys are nothing but a distraction, so I have one rule: no dating, not until I get what I want.
Then Logan Oliver III comes along and suddenly I’m distracted. He’s cocky, confident, and cool, but we would never work. Sure he’s got the muscles and mercy me is he the total package. But I can’t allow myself to get wrapped up in his superstar, celebrity lifestyle. I make my own way.
When I tell him we should just be friends, he doesn’t wait to put our friendship to the test.
“Pretend to be my fiancée,” he says. His parents intend to marry him off, but that’s the last thing he wants.
So I agree. What are friends for right? Problem is we can’t keep our hands off each other. Our fake engagement feels more real every day. I’m falling for him, slipping, and if I’m not careful, I’m going to break my one rule.
Due to explicit language and sexual content, this book is not recommended for readers under 18. This is a full-length romance with no cliffhanger and a HEA.