Finding the End Zone - Tam Derudder Jackson

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Résumé :
Never date a player. Football god Callahan O'Reilly can keep his blazing blue eyes to himself. I have a scholarship to maintain, and I do not have time to babysit a jock through a make-or-break class project. Even if one smoldering glance from him sets my panties on fire. Time to change her mind. Jamaica Winslow opens her mouth and spews sass like a volcano. One look at her uptight package and I want to coax the genie from the bottle, unleash all the passion she hides beneath a mop of unruly curls and a smart-ass attitude. She's not my type, she doesn't know one damn thing about the game that rules my life, and I can't stop thinking about her. Who said anything about love? Jamaica does her best to keep me at arm's length, but I'm not a pro prospect because I let the plays come to me. With the game on the line, I always want the ball. When an alum with deep pockets and delusions of grandeur makes demands that threaten my NFL chances and Jamaica's scholarship, I have no choice but to man up and do the right thing no matter the cost. It started as fun and games. Now I'm playing for her heart-and my own. Game Time.

Biographie:
Tam earned her BA in English from Montana State University and her M.Ed. in literacy from Lesley University. After a short teaching stint in Bath, England, she settled in the wilds of Wyoming where she taught adolescents all about the Celts and a bit about writing before she stepped out of the classroom to pursue her writing career full time. When she's not writing, you can find her working her way through her mountainous TBR piles, alpine skiing, or traveling to some new place on her ever-expanding bucket list. To stay up to date on her adventures, connect with Tam on her website www.tamderudderjackson where you can subscribe to her newsletter....

Sommaire:
Never date a player. Football god Callahan O'Reilly can keep his blazing blue eyes to himself. I have a scholarship to maintain, and I do not have time to babysit a jock through a make-or-break class project. Even if one smoldering glance from him sets my panties on fire. Time to change her mind. Jamaica Winslow opens her mouth and spews sass like a volcano. One look at her uptight package and I want to coax the genie from the bottle, unleash all the passion she hides beneath a mop of unruly curls and a smart-ass attitude. She's not my type, she doesn't know one damn thing about the game that rules my life, and I can't stop thinking about her. Who said anything about love? Jamaica does her best to keep me at arm's length, but I'm not a pro prospect because I let the plays come to me. With the game on the line, I always want the ball. When an alum with deep pockets and delusions of grandeur makes demands that threaten my NFL chances and Jamaica's scholarship, I have no choice but to man up and do the right thing no matter the cost. It started as fun and games. Now I'm playing for her heart-and my own. Game Time....