Personal Foul

I’m her dirty little secret, the one she loves to hate.

She knows just what to say to cut deep, and I know how to press every single button she has.
We hate each other, until one night after I lose the biggest football game of the year.
When she offers the kind of mercy I need.
It changes everything… until the next morning.
Now I’m her dirty little secret, and she’s avoiding me like the plague.

Which makes it difficult when we get partnered on a project
and we’re stuck on a couple’s trip with our friends.

The tension between us is sky high.
So I propose a way to lower it: enemies with benefits.
One hotel room. A few days. A chance to let our little “hateship” run its course.

Except when it’s unexpectedly cut short, I’m not ready to give her up.
And I think I might be a bad habit she can’t quit, despite how smart she is.

But we have bigger problems, and both of our post-college careers are on the line.
I’m about to find out if I can win this game or fumble the two most important plays of my life.