This season was supposed to be simple: play hard, lead the team, keep my head down and my life straight.
Then Tyler happened.
My teammate. My rival. The linebacker who hits too hard, watches too closely, and knows exactly how to get under my skin. On the field, he breaks me down. Off it, he sees through every lie I tell myself.
What starts as trash talk turns into tension I can’t ignore. Every look, every shove, every quiet word is a challenge. A question I’m not ready to answer.
I’ve always been straight.
At least, I thought I was.
Now I’m caught between everything I’m supposed to be and the one person who makes me forget all of it.
