Dirty Jock

Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. Gorgeous woman you’ve never met shows up at your door (interrupting what was sure to be an epic threesome with two smoking hot cheerleaders, by the way) calling you a baby daddy. Only, the kid isn’t even hers. And she isn’t looking for the usual payday. In fact, for some reason, she seems to hate your guts. Yeah, even for me, that story is unique. Especially the part about her hating me. After all, I’m the Flash, superstar wide receiver for the L.A. Stars. Women don’t hate me. They love me. And they really love to f*ck me. Hell, the feeling’s mutual. So now I have three things I need to figure out. First, if this kid really is mine, what the hell am I going to do about her? Second but obviously of equal importance, how the hell am I going to score with Delaney, her angry but beautiful caretaker? And third, how complicated are things going to get if Delaney ends up becoming more than just another notch on my headboard?