They say don’t ruin the friendship. But honestly? I’ve never been great at following advice—or avoiding his smile.SophieEvery August, Oliver Tate waltzes back into my small town, buys me a milkshake, and pretends it’s totally normal that we don’t call it a date.It’s our thing.No kissing. No complications. Just whipped cream, sarcasm, and the tiniest bit of heartbreak (mine).Falling for him is a terrible idea...

I’ve sworn off athletes. Clearly, the universe heard “challenge accepted.”After losing my job—and the boyfriend who came with it—I escape to a mountain resort with three rules: no football players, no drama, and lots of chocolate.Surprise: the first man I meet is retired pro, Alec Tate. Stubborn, competitive, and nursing a bad knee, he’s everything I’m supposed to avoid…and the one I can’t stop wanting to help.When circumstances force us to share a ...