Tough Luck, a sports rom com
by USA Today Bestselling author, Liv Morris.
You fell in love with Brady Luck, now meet his brother Bryce!
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There’s one rule in reporting: don’t ever fall in love…
When Amelia Adams tells everyone my days as Chicago’s quarterback are over, I vow never to give her another minute of my time—until the team owner sees an empty stadium, and forces us together on a reality show in hopes of filling the seats.
When Bryce Luck becomes my assignment, I swear his brown eyes and dimpled smile won’t make my knees weak—that I’ll keep a professional boundary. But I can’t fight this attraction, especially when he whispers sweet nothings in my ear and promises to do a million dirty things to me when the cameras stop rolling.
When the show is over, and the game’s been played, will our love become a reality? Or are we just out of luck?
“Let’s open the first message with an attachment.” I let the cursor hover and take a deep breath. “Wait, are you sure seeing dic pics isn’t like offensive to you? I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable or anything.”
“I’ve been attached to one all my life,” Bryce says, shooting me a you’ve-got-to-be-kidding stare. “What about you? Feel awkward having a guy looking at dicks with you?”
“Nah. Seen one, seen them all.”
I might sound confident, but I have no clue what kind of crazy will pop up. Clicking on the first message, a fully erect penis fills my screen—or, at least, the best it can. He’s a little on the small side, the poor guy. I wonder if he has no clue either. I’d never send this pic without some major photoshopping.
“Jesus!” Bryce exclaims, and I right click to save it before exiting. “What are you doing? Keeping them?” Bryce’s eyebrows shoot up to his hairline.
“I have a special place for all my boys.” I pull up a folder marked “Stroke Me.”
“Stroke me?” Bryce asks, his brows knitted together.
“Isn’t that what they want from me?” His eyes light up with understanding and he nods as a grin spreads over his face. “But my sub-folders are even better.”
“Now I have that “Stroke Me” song playing in my head,” Bryce laughs. “What did you name them?”
“I have five. Leans Left, Runs Right, Grower, Shower, and King-Kong. I bet you can guess what the last one means.” I waggle my brows, and he can’t stop laughing. Seriously, he had tears forming in his eyes.
“Compared to other pics, this guy seems a bit below average in size.” I move the pic to the sub-folder labeled “Grower”.
“I’ve never heard of anything so crazy!”
Hmm… I bet Bryce’s folder would be labeled, The Beast.
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