Big Win

They call me the Beast.

Nothing gets by me. Nothing gets to me. On the field, or off.

Until I meet Harper--she plays it so cool, all I wanna do is slide my hands down her curves and rattle her composure. But she's got it in spades.

She's brilliant, she's beautiful, and she's so reserved, she becomes the challenge I have to win.

She can't be bothered. She's not impressed with much--not the fact I'm an international soccer star, not money. She's also running from something.

I can be patient. I'm used to that game.

But this isn't a game. Not with Harper, not when she's everything I want wrapped up in a delicious body.

One taste of her lips, and it hits me hard--right to the gut.

I'll do whatever it takes to win her.