In my group of friends I am always the sensible one: The sober driver. The planner. The one holding my friends hair back while they’re worshiping the porcelain gods. Week-after-week, I hit Jock Row with my friends—the universities hottest party scene and breeding ground for student athletes. And if keeping my friends out of trouble–and guys out of their pants–was a sport, I’d be the star athlete.
Being a well known jock-blocker gets me noticed for all the wrong reasons; just like that, I’m banned from Jock Row.
NO GUY WANTS A GIRL AROUND WHO KEEPS THEIR JOCK FRIENDS FROM GETTING LAID.Enter “Rowdy” Wade, the campus heartthrob and shortstop for the university’s baseball team. He’s hot, smug, and—lucky him—stuck with the job of keeping me out of the Baseball House. Too bad I’m stubborn.
Week after week, I come back, and Rowdy is there to stop me…
Between the banter, all the accidental touches, and all our smoldering stares, I have to wonder: who’s blocking who? Because the longer we play this game, the harder it gets to remember: is my goal to sneak into the party? Or do I want him to catch me trying?
