博客來What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay there. What’s not supposed to happen is your one-night stand showing up at your office only to discover he’s a younger pro football quarterback you mistakenly thought was someone else.
After a season-ending injury, it becomes my job to rehabilitate him so he’s ready to play next year. I should tell my boss I can’t work with him. I’m a single mom with two kids trying to rebuild myself after a nasty divorce, and this is a disaster waiting to happen.
But I can’t seem to tear myself from those smoky blue eyes, and I can’t forget his hands on my body and his lips on my skin. As my touch lingers on him during our sessions, I’m finding it harder and harder to fight against the flame we ignited in one steamy night.
Quitting the quarterback seems impossible, but if I don’t do it, I’m not just going to lose my job. I’m going to lose everything.
