When I was his seatmate, he had a buffer between him and the oftentimes rabid Rigger fandom. He just preferred sitting next to someone who wouldn’t pester him about his job, the team, stats, and insider information. We have some work to do, and I don’t want to waste our time in the air.” “My assistant here made a mistake when he booked our reservations, and I need to upgrade him to first class to sit with me, please. He put his hand on top of my head and turned me to face Nessa. “I’m doing great, thanks! How can I help you today, Mr. She blushed right on cue and fluttered her fake eyelashes. “Hi…” He squinted at the woman’s name tag. NFL Superstar turned on his charm and laid down his celebrity card. “And you know how I feel about spending your money.” “I can’t fucking believe you did this again,” he snapped under his breath.

I dutifully followed, knowing from years of experience how this was going to play out. It took him a second to realize I was no longer behind him, but when he did, he hissed at me loudly enough for everyone to hear. When we got to the check-in counter at the airport, I split off to go to the regular people’s line while Tiller headed for the first-class one. And hopefully, hopefully touch.īut what happens when our stay in Aster Valley is over and it’s time to return to the real world? Will Coach blow the whistle on our relationship? Or will Tiller admit there might actually be something he loves more than football after all? Suddenly, there’s not much to do but look at each other. But resisting the temptation becomes nearly impossible when Tiller Raine and I end up together in a small cabin in a remote Colorado town. I’ve spent years learning to keep my eyes, and my hands, to myself. They’re a bunch of spoiled jocks with more muscles than brains. I’ve learned my lesson about falling for one of my dad’s players. I might fantasize about Mikey at night- every night-but actually touching him would be a serious personal foul.Īnd falling for him? That’s completely out of bounds. And the absolute biggest mistake I could make right now would be to fall for Mikey Vining, my best friend, employee and, more importantly, Coach’s baby boy. As the first openly gay professional football player, I can’t afford to make any mistakes, on or off the field.

Liars by Lucy Lennox