I’m not the sort of girl who goes gaga for a pro baller with a banging body. As the daughter of Martin O’Neil, head coach for the Vipers, I’ve been around these guys my whole life. It’s no big deal to me.
Yet I find myself swooning over gorgeous tight end Eric Wenzel. And who could blame me? As the youngest, hottest player in the starting lineup, his star is on the rise.
And did I mention that his sex appeal is off the charts?
When I run into Eric at a club one night, he has no idea who I am. Talk about the opportunity of a lifetime…
One night. One hot, steamy night with the guy I’ve been crushing on for years.
What could possibly go wrong?
Molly O’Neil? As far as I know, the coach’s kid is a tortured emo type, a rebel without a cause who grew up in the lap of luxury.
This Margaret chick, on the other hand, is a cool, sophisticated scholar with a stunning body and a beautiful face.
Margaret and I have one incredible night together, and I can’t stop thinking about her, even knowing that I’ll probably never see her again.
But as it turns out, I do see her again.
And I learn that Margaret the sexpot is actually Molly O’Neil, the coach’s daughter. And just when I’m freaking out about that, I find out she’s pregnant. With my kid.
What have I gotten myself into?