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A delicious Forced proximity, Brother's Best Friend, Sports romance by bestselling author, Stacy Travis.
I didn't expect my first week with the Devils soccer team to involve saving a career.
But when the team's hot-headed center back-aka my brother's best friend, Hunter Reyes-blows up in front of management, it's my job as the head Data Analyst to keep him on the field.
That's as close as I plan on getting to the gorgeous, bad-boy soccer god until he shows up at the house I'm temporarily sharing with my brother, needing a place to stay.
Hunter is the epitome of the grumpy, ridiculously muscular, and infuriatingly confident man fans love. I'm the girl who color-codes data sets and stress-bakes muffins. We are opposites in every way. We shouldn't share the same Wi-Fi, let alone an address.
But late nights with spreadsheets turn into late nights sharing takeout.
Eye rolls turn into inside jokes. And every time his hand brushes mine, I swear the air between us crackles like lightning before a storm.
But he's my brother's best friend. A player on the team I work for. And completely, absolutely not my type. Too bad my heart can't compute our differences.
I didn't expect my first week with the Devils soccer team to involve saving a career.
But when the team's hot-headed center back-aka my brother's best friend, Hunter Reyes-blows up in front of management, it's my job as the head Data Analyst to keep him on the field.
That's as close as I plan on getting to the gorgeous, bad-boy soccer god until he shows up at the house I'm temporarily sharing with my brother, needing a place to stay.
Hunter is the epitome of the grumpy, ridiculously muscular, and infuriatingly confident man fans love. I'm the girl who color-codes data sets and stress-bakes muffins. We are opposites in every way. We shouldn't share the same Wi-Fi, let alone an address.
But late nights with spreadsheets turn into late nights sharing takeout.
Eye rolls turn into inside jokes. And every time his hand brushes mine, I swear the air between us crackles like lightning before a storm.
But he's my brother's best friend. A player on the team I work for. And completely, absolutely not my type. Too bad my heart can't compute our differences.