Fueled

On the day Remy figured out that his best friend was wifey material, so did every other bachelor in the South.

When I slept with Caroline Wells in twelfth grade, the disaster featured horror movie-level theatrics and two lost teeth. But in losing my virginity, I gained an unexpected best friend.

Nearly a decade later, I find myself with the freedom to date who I want when my football team hits the road, but the option to return to my favorite no-pressure girl-next-door.

It was the perfect set-up. Until Caroline was named “Georgia’s Most Eligible Bachelorette” and I realized what a monumental idiot I was.

The dates are lining up outside her door, but I’ve got a plan: I’ll pull the best moves out of my playbook, all while highlighting the faults of the Knights in Seersucker Suits who are lining up for Caroline.

Thanks to an older sister with an unhealthy Nora Roberts obsession, I even have an idea about presenting Caroline with only one bed when we’re on the road for work together. Gotta pull out all the stops.

This is my second chance with my best friend. But if my attempts to get out of the friend zone end up with rejection (or more lost teeth)… it will be my last chance, too.

Please note: this book includes open door romantic scenes that come in at about 3-3.5 chilies of heat. It also includes occasional incomplete sentences for stylistic effect. Happily ever after is guaranteed, cheating is banished, and swoons are promised. If this sounds like your cup of tea, enjoy!