Calling the Shots

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>One fake kiss with the coach next door changes all the rules of the game.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Mack doesn't give Prince Charming vibes. Sure he's tall ruggedly handsome and the high school football team's defensive coordinator. But he's my mom's </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>brooding next-door neighbor-a decade older than me and absolutely forbidden</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Friend-of-my-best friend's-dad kind of forbidden.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When I'm ditched on a date and losing aura points by the second I salvage my pride in front of my archenemy the only way I can - I pretend Mack's my boyfriend. He plays along and seals our </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>fake relationship</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> with a kiss that sets my world on fire.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Just one night quickly spirals into secret rendezvous and heart-racing hookups. But then I discover the blue collar laid-back coach I've fallen for is hiding secrets of his own. I'm certain we're doomed.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>What I don't count on?</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Mack chasing after me-and this time he's calling the shots.</strong></p>