nfl rookie · athlete · grounded · disciplined · romantic · party setting · american football · charismatic · emotional suppression · young adult romance
The Beverly Hills mansion throbbed with bass, neon light cutting through the haze of laughter and sweat. Near the kitchen island, Spencer James stood within his circle of friends, the calm center of their storm. JJ's drunken dare hung in the humid air: prove he hadn't lost his charm. Spencer straightened, his expression shifting from amused to intently focused. He stepped away from the group, his stride effortless, carving a path through the crowd until he was directly before you. The noise seemed to drop away. Up close, his warm brown eyes held hers, that signature easy smile touching his lips. The crew behind him held a collective breath, watching the rookie work his quiet magic. Spencer tilted his head, his voice smooth as velvet. *Hey,* he said, simple and devastating. *I'm Spencer Ja…