Page 1 of Touchdown, Tennessee

CHAPTER 1

ANDREW

The football was like an arrow aimed straight at me.

And that is a perfect fucking pass.

Linford had been tapped into some sort of magic all game.

And I wasoffmy game, for the first time in months, getting caught out and fucked over since the first quarter.

One thing in particular felt different, this game.

And I could feel it in the air.

I lunged to the right, watching the football like it was prey headed right into my grasp. I wasn’t going to miss it again.

I’d fumbled the last pass, and that was the last one I was willing to let slip away.

The football is mine.

And mine only.

I pulled in a sharp breath of air through my nostrils. The bright lights surrounding the field glinted in my eyes as I looked up, but I didn’t lose sight of that ball.

They’re all watching.

Everyone up in the stands, and…

Him.

That one person watching me tonight whose eyes had been digging under my skin for the whole game.

Someone who wasn’t on the team.

The definition of an outsider.

Gray Gilman was the smartest, cockiest asshole in all of TNU, from what I had heard.

And he was writing an article aboutme. About the TNU Tempests football team, really, but I’d felt his eyes on me for the entire game. The senior year head writer for the TNU school paper was known for writing scandalous articles.

He wrote the type of articles that could absolutelydestroysomeone’s reputation.

And as the star senior player on the Tempests and Coach’s favorite?

The last fucking thing I needed in life right now was some exaggerated, scandalous article written about me by a guy who couldn’t wipe that smug look off of his face on the sidelines.

Pay.

Attention.

To the damn.

Football.

As I bolted further to the right on the field, hanging back just a little to make sure the football came right at me, I could feel his gaze on me.

Do you like what you see?