I smiled when I saw a request for Clay Johnson on my list, one of the easiest players to coach in the art of media relations.

I’d earned my spot here, just like these players would fight for their spots on the team this season.Ĭonfidence, I hoped, would come with time.

I only blushed three times, and I managed to speak just above mouse-level and keep eye contact with all of them. My caramel curls bounced as I swept across the field, tapping shoulders of the players I needed and directing them where to go. This was my team, my year to shine, and my time to step out of the shadows. But now, I at least had the mediocre confidence of having an internship under my belt, of being hired on part time as the team’s Public Relations Assistant Coordinator. This time last year, I had been an anxious mess - not that I didn’t still shake like a leaf any time I tried to order a six-foot-three football player around. Fall was whispering on the cool breeze, the faint scent of apples and fresh turf promising another exciting year for the NBU Rebels. The summer sun was high and bright in the sky, warm on my skin as I bounced across the North Boston University football field with my iPad in tow, checking off the list of players I needed to pull over for interviews after the first day of fall camp. It was on the most beautiful day that I fell victim to Clay Johnson’s post-breakup meltdown. ****Blind Side is a fake dating college sports romance with 'lessons' and opposites attract. They probably should have added that hearts are, too. But they say rules are meant to be broken.

So, to sweeten the deal, I convince him to help me - not just to get my crush’s attention, but to knock his socks off once I have it.īut the more I come unraveled at the hands of Clay Johnson, the more trouble I have discerning what’s fake and what’s undoubtedly real - particularly, the way my heart flutters every time that breathtaking man touches me. What he doesn’t realize is that this bookworm is a virgin, and far from versed in seducing a musician. All by pretending to be in a relationship. But when he witnesses how I fall to pieces in front of my guitar-toting crush, his wheels start turning. We meet to discuss his behavior and review media relations standards. He used to be the easiest of all the players for me to wrangle as the Public Relations Coordinator, but after a nasty breakup with his high school sweetheart, he’s a mess. There’s hardly a day he’s not headline material during football season, and never a day he isn’t a bullseye target for every girl on campus. The hottest college football safety in the nation just asked me to be his fake girlfriend.Īnd I just asked him to take my virginity.Ĭlay Johnson has the abs of Adonis and the deadly smirk of the devil, himself.

The blind side by kandi steiner