False Start

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>Kyle Robbins: Seattle's rookie tight end and the first boy to break my heart.</strong></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>Oh did I mention he's also my new client... and fake boyfriend?</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>I thought I left Kyle and our complicated past behind me but when he saunters up as my new client at a house showing I'm quickly reminded how much he still haunts me.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>I try to walk away but the stubborn jerk isn't having it. In fact he doubles down on working with me as if our tragic history doesn't exist at all.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>The commission from working with him is the key to a new life for me and my son. It's worth putting up with the cocky athlete long enough to find him a house. But when Kyle sees the bruises left by my darling ex-husband he thinks he can save me - and suddenly he's interested in much more than just being a client.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>Before I know it I'm wrangled into a scheme so crazy it just might work. Kyle pretends to be my fake boyfriend so he can keep my ex in line until I get the commission from this house sale and get the hell out of Seattle for good.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>But with a past as thick with chemistry and tension as ours is it's not long before those fake touches feel all too real. Every brush of his hand against my back has me spinning back to that night. Every kiss has me dizzy with the love I felt at eighteen. And every day that passes without me finding him a house has me wondering how much longer I can survive this game we're playing.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>Fake-dating each other was supposed to be for my safety.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>But I can't help thinking my heart is more at risk now than ever before.</span></p>