“So High School”—Taylor Swift
“Applause”—Lady Gaga
“Smooth Operator”—Sade
“London Boy”—Taylor Swift
“Who Do You Think You Are”—Spice Girls
“Piece of Me”—Britney Spears
“Paparazzi”—Lady Gaga
“Delicate”—Taylor Swift
“Can’t Get You Out of My Head”—Glimmer of Blooms
“It’s Gonna Be Me”—*NSYNC
“Into You”—Ariana Grande
“Love Letter to Japan”—The Bird and the Bee
“Unstoppable”—Sia
“Iris”—The Goo Goo Dolls
“Let Me Down Slowly”—Alec Benjamin
“Sweet Caroline”—Neil Diamond
She's the only woman he wants...and the only one he can't have.
Asher Donovan is a living legend—the darling of the Premier League, the (arguably) greatest footballer in the world.
But his reckless antics and recent team transfer have caused much controversy, and when his feud with his rival-turned-teammate costs them a championship, they’re forced to “bond” during off-season cross-training.
Surviving the summer shouldn’t be hard…until Asher meets their new trainer. She’s beautiful, talented, and no matter how hard he tries, he can’t take his mind off her.
The only problem? She’s his rival’s sister—and completely off limits.
Scarlett DuBois is a former prima ballerina whose career was cut short by a tragic accident.
Now a teacher at a prestigious dance academy but still haunted by the ghosts of her past, the last thing she wants is to spend the summer cross-training Asher Donovan, of all people.
She swore she would never date a footballer, but when her brother leaves town for an emergency, she finds herself thrown into dangerously close proximity with the gorgeous, charming striker.
Training, she can deal with. But falling in love? That’s out of the question—especially when he’s the only person with the power to break her heart.
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AUTHOR’S NOTE
This story takes place in London, so it uses the British term “football” instead of soccer.
Unless otherwise stated, football as it’s used here always refers to soccer, not American football.
Please also note that certain details about the Premier League schedule have been modified for story purposes, and the word for posterior will remain in its American instead of British form (apologies to the word “arse.” It’s not you, it’s me).
CHAPTER 1ASHER
I didn’t get performance anxiety, but there was nothing like seventy thousand people watching you get fucked that really put a guy on edge.
Sweat dripped into my eyes as I received the ball from the left-winger. The crowd’s cheers reached a fever pitch, and a tiny prickle of trepidation snaked through my gut.
Usually, the fans’ enthusiasm revved me up. After all, I’d dreamed of moments like this growing up. Playing on a professional pitch, hearing thousands chant my name, being the one who took my team to glory.
