Mag-log inSamantha Lee’s life was already a mess. A top cheerleader in New York, juggling school pressure and a rocky relationship with her single mother, the last thing she expected was to catch her boyfriend cheating—at a party, no less. One reckless night and too much alcohol later, she wakes up next to Tyler—the arrogant, straight-A hockey star who’s also her academic rival and personal nemesis. Things couldn’t get worse… until her mother announces she's getting remarried—to Tyler’s father. Now, Samantha is stuck under the same roof as the one guy she swore to avoid. He’s off-limits. Her stepbrother. The boy she can’t stop thinking about. As secrets grow harder to hide and sparks fly in the most forbidden ways, Samantha and Tyler must face the truth: staying apart might be the right thing to do… but falling in love might be inevitable. Sport Affair (His Little Dirty Secret) is a steamy, emotional rollercoaster of forbidden love, rivalry, and second chances.
view more~Samantha Lee~The sound that escaped Claire's lips wasn't one of concern or surprise, it was a laugh. A light, airy, utterly dismissive laugh that made the hairs on my arms stand up. She tilted her head and gave me a look I'd only ever seen teachers give to students who'd asked a spectacularly stupid question."Hate you?" she repeated, the corner of her mouth twitching into a condescending smile. "Samantha, why on earth would I hate you? That's... wow. That's a little dramatic, don't you think?"My jaw was so tight I could feel a headache blooming behind my eyes."I'm not trying to be dramatic, Claire," I said, "I'm trying to understand.""There's nothing to understand," she said, "I was worried, that's all. Tyler and I... we've been in each other's pockets since we were in diapers. Our moms are best friends, he's practically the brother I never had. When we go out and I can’t find him, it's only natural for me to be concerned, for both of you."I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over
It had been three days since my parents came back. Three days that felt like a blur. The house was louder, but somehow I felt empty inside me. It wasn't looking like how they left at all. It was different, not just slightly but a noticeable difference. Every morning I told myself to act normal, and every night I failed again. Hayden barely spoke to me. He smiled when he had to, said good morning, said goodnight, but the silence between those words was enough to crush me.I was sitting on my bed, staring at nothing. My mind reeled off so many thoughts and I just could not do anything about it. I stared at the ceiling hoping to piece the pieces together but nothing came up.The pictures that hung on the wall often reminded me of how much I was attached to him now it only reminded me how long each day felt. My thoughts were everywhere. I replayed the last time I saw Hayden’s face, the guilt in his eyes, the way he looked like he wanted to say something but didn’t. It looped in my head
~Samantha Lee~ The sound that escaped Claire's lips wasn't one of concern or surprise, it was a laugh. A light, airy, utterly dismissive laugh that made the hairs on my arms stand up. She tilted her head and gave me a look I'd only ever seen teachers give to students who'd asked a spectacularly stupid question. "Hate you?" she repeated, the corner of her mouth twitching into a condescending smile. "Samantha, why on earth would I hate you? That's... wow. That's a little dramatic, don't you think?" My jaw was so tight I could feel a headache blooming behind my eyes. "I'm not trying to be dramatic, Claire," I said, "I'm trying to understand." "There's nothing to understand," she said, "I was worried, that's all. Tyler and I... we've been in each other's pockets since we were in diapers. Our moms are best friends, he's practically the brother I never had. When we go out and I can’t find him, it's only natural for me to be concerned, for both of you." I felt a wave of exhaustion wash
~Samantha Lee~The first thing I registered was the light slicing through a gap in the curtains, it was too bright way too bright for… for whatever time it was supposed to be.The second thing was the warmth pressed against my entire backside, a muscular arm draped possessively over my waist that belonged to Tyler.I carefully slowly twisted in his arms, not wanting to wake him as I watched his face, his dark lashes rested against his cheekbones, and a lock of sweaty hair had fallen across his forehead.My fingers itched to brush that hair from his face, to trace the line of his jaw. I was so lost in cataloging the surprisingly beautiful details of Tyler that I almost missed the buzzing of my phone.My eyes shot to where my phone and before I could grasp it, the call ended and I saw 17 missed calls from Claire, 8 missed calls from Mom, and 4 texts from Claire.“Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit.”My heart skipped a beat as I mumbled, my sudden movement woke Tyler fully. He blinked, his eyes






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