No fraternizing with the players. Those are the rule. Too bad our stud QB just happens to be my ex-boyfriend and the star of all my fantasies. All my life I've worked my ass off to follow in my father's footsteps and become the owner of the Orlando Hurricanes. But my father's old cronies are trying to stop me. They are searching for any excuse to boot me out the door. Who knew football's front...
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