Oh boy. Great-Uncle Wren’s goofer dust really got me good this time.
When Aras sits in my section at Sadie’s BBQ, I don’t know that he’s a hotshot Australian footballer. All I know is that I’ve got a serious reaction to this player down under. His accent. His rugged good looks. His…uh…well, let’s just say he’s got some skills on and off the field.
I’m not the kind of girl who wears her heart on her sleeve, but Aras is definitely the kind of guy who always offers a woman his coat.
Soon, we threw caution to the wind.
And also our clothes.
Love isn’t supposed to happen this fast. Be this intense.
But Aras is a player who’s looking to score.
And he doesn’t just want me for just one night.
When this MVP falls in love, it’s forever.
And he’s not stopping until he’s given me a ring…and a baby.
