I hate my new boss.
He’s Everett Brewer: Football’s smoking hot, superstar running back.
When I signed on to be the NFL superstar’s in home personal assistant, I had no idea what I was in for.
Every one of his previous personal assistants quit after one week, max.
After meeting him just once, I see why. He’s brooding. Impatient. Demanding. And add in a little too sexy for his own good.
His standards are ridiculously high. But I really need this job.
We’re at odds, but he doesn’t know I’m halfway to finding out his secret, thanks to a note he scribbled on a napkin that I found.
Could the man who hits harder than anyone else actually have a soft spot?
I thought he would never drop his icy exterior and reveal his hot interior.
Even superstars have a girl they change for.
Turns out I’m that girl.
Only problem is, I’m hiding a secret, too.
And it’s one he might not forgive me for.
But falling in love is never easy. Especially with a man as complex as Everett Brewer.