"Wow, what a ride!... THE SPICE!... Had me fanning the redness from my cheeks and turning my brightness down on my phone to make sure no one could see... Added to my 5-star hall of fame."

The plan was simple. Charm the hotshot city journalist and fix my reputation. But her deep brown eyes seem to see right through me, and I can't get her out of my head. Maybe this time, getting the girl is the reputation I want...

On the field, I'm the player of my sponsors' dreams. But off it, I'm in trouble. And apparently the only way to clean up my image is to put on a good show for a reporter so the world can see who I am at heart...

But I never cared about giving the world the real me, and I don't want an outsider in my home. Especially one with high heels set to trample all over me, a knowing smirk and a temper I can't help but poke...

She looks at me like she knows everything about me and she doesn't like what she sees. So why do I find myself wanting to show her things I've never shared with anyone?

I never could resist a challenge. I'm meant to be clearing up my image, but suddenly the only thing I want to clear is the path to her heart.

She says it's game on. I say it's game over...