JILTED JOCK by Rebecca Jenshak

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๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ผ? ๐—๐—ถ๐—น๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ ๐—๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ฉ๐—˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—™๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ž๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐—ป๐—น๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ! โšฝ
He was someone who belonged on the cover of Sports Illustrated instead of in my small beach town.

A sexy, cocky Australian soccer star named Finn was the last person I expected to be living with for two weeks.

He showed up at my brotherโ€™s house on his wedding night, hot, drunk, and very much not married. Next thing I knew, we were roommates, spending nights watching TV and getting to know one another.

Those two weeks turned into more than either of us bargained for.

He was fresh off a broken heart and I had a boyfriend.

I wasnโ€™t supposed to fall for the jilted jock, especially when I knew weโ€™d be going our separate ways.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except heโ€™s not letting me go without a fight.

โšฝ  ๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ! โšฝ
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