Next Man Up
Football is our life, but love is what will save us.
The first time we met, it was a disaster. The second time wasn’t much better,
Eventually we became friends . . . and then we were more. But can this last?
I don't do love.
I don't do relationships.
But then Eli Tucker came back into my life.
The memory of my first encounter with Eli is all too vivid. Still, that was a long time and many guys ago. I’m not interested in long term or love. Men exist to fill a temporary need, and that's all I want. Even if Eli Tucker still stirs something in my heart . . . I can't afford the pain that might come from allowing him closer.
When I met Zelda Porter on the first day of freshman year, she seemed vaguely familiar. But I’d definitely remember a woman like her: blonde, built and beautiful . . . just my type, back when I had a type. Back when I was a football star. Back before I snapped my spine and ended up paralyzed.
Being Zelda’s friend—and then her friend with benefits—is a sweet deal, but I want more. She might be resisting, but even if I can’t run for touchdowns anymore, I know what wins the game.
Hold on tight to what matters most.
Use the element of surprise to your advantage.
Fight like hell for every down.
And, no matter what, never give up