novella to the book, featuring the story of football star Cuba Hudson and ballerina Dovey Beckham.
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walking, talking sex god. Guys call
me Hollywood because my life is golden.
as a four star recruit, calling me one of the best defensive players since
Briarcrest Academy opened its esteemed doors. So yeah, with football and a
stellar GPA, my future seemed good.
shows up in her short skirts and ballet shoes. Driving me insane. Making me
want to beg for her attention.
happen, because Cuba Hudson didn’t beg for anything.
like she owned the place, and most days she looked right through me…the one
girl I couldn’t have.
it my mission to claim her, to put her notch on my bedpost.
resist the Heartbreaker of BA.
on destroying her.
wrecking the one thing that could save me.
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illness and to raise money for education and imperative research. Keith often
struggled with society’s perception of mental illness. Our hope is that
by having the strength to say that Keith was “Bipolar” we can strip away the
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Beckham is a scholarship student at Briarcrest Academy, determined to prove
she’s more than just a girl with the wrong pedigree. She does whatever it takes
to succeed in her endgame, even if it means surrendering her body but never her
heart. Until the day she meets him, and he rips apart
all her well-laid plans. Suddenly, the girl everyone thought unbreakable might
Cuba “Hollywood” Hudson is rich, spoiled, and a
star football player. With his fast cars and superficial girlfriends, he lives
the high-life, hiding his secrets from the world.
Until the day he meets her, and she offers him
something he’s never tasted…love.
But once in a lifetime kind of love doesn’t come
easy…especially when dirty money, past sins, and old flames threaten the very
fabric of their lives.
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and dressed hurriedly, anxious to get back to Cuba.
like he did it every single day, he stepped inside the steamy bathroom.
too,” he said, his fingers easing off his football practice shirt.
and failing miserably, I moved my eyes off his naked chest and checked out his
track pants and the obvious bulge he sported.
Did his lower body match the rest of him? Was it all sinewy muscle and big?
thought got stuck in my head and went round and round.
face. Pleased at my open admiration, probably.
no move to go. ‘Cause I had no shame when it came to catching a glimpse of his
the shower, and my eyes betrayed me again, admiring the muscles in his back,
checking out how they twitched and rippled when he moved. Football and rowing
had been good to him. My fingers itched to know how they’d feel underneath my
hands. Which was stupid because we had nothing in common. Not a rich Highland
Park boy and a poor girl from Ratcliffe.
he was a player, not to be trusted.
into his pants, paused a moment—maybe waiting to see if I’d run from the room?—but
when I didn’t budge, he slid them and his underwear off. My mouth opened. Cuba
Hudson, the most popular guy at Briarcrest was standing right in front of me,
naked and beautiful. And like the cocky bastard he was, he posed for me, his big-ass
biceps and chiseled abs making me vibrate all over. Need for him slammed into
I say he was hot?
no-holds-barred, freaking going make-me-lose-my-mind-right-there delicious. The
ultimate man-candy, the kind I knew to stay away from, yet here I was, ogling
a weak voice, backing up to the wall and propping myself up. “Just chillin’.
Shower wore me out. I might need to hold this wall up for a sec.”
he said, eyes at half-mast, glowing with heat.
to touch him. But that was crazy. I was a virgin, and I didn’t know jack about
touching a guy’s you-know-what.
a sense of urgency in my head. Like our time is limited.”
don’t want to rush you, but I’m dying to sink into you. I want to set you on
fire with need for me.” He ghosted his hands over the steel rod between his
legs. Once, twice, and—holy shizzle, he didn’t stop.
and faster, and I tried to chill-out, but I couldn’t.
me again, Dovey.”
idea, Cuba. Cause you’re naked, and I’m turned on because you’re naked. And
you’re touching yourself. And you’re
naked.” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Not a good combo. Odds are we’ll end
up in that shower together or back in your bed doing the double-backed monster.”
shower. I’ll be good. For you.” He arched his back, his hands still doing that
back and forth that was driving me insane.
liar, pants on fire, I thought. No way he would he be good.
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