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Traditions are important. Especially in the South. College football. Rivalries. Tailgating. Halftime shows. Some things just don’t change. Until Reese Holland shows up with her long legs and no-bullshit attitude to audition for the prestigious all-male Rodner University snare line. It doesn’t matter how much hazing she has to endure from Laird Bronson, with his narrowed green eyes and arrogant smirk. She wants that damn spot, and she’s more than good enough to earn it. She expects there to be tension. Even friction. But not sparks hot enough to burn the entire campus down.

Doughnuts were her weakness. If Sadie Mullins hadn't been running on the beach to burn off the calories from her doughnut addiction, she wouldn't have noticed the man not moving out in the water. Wouldn't have dived in after him. Wouldn't have met West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have been thankful, grateful even. Of course, he wasn't. That should have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn doughnuts.

If Sadie Mullins hadn't started to believe in love again, hadn't let herself fall for him, she wouldn't be feeling this way. Wouldn't have her heart breaking. Wouldn't regret meeting West Montgomery. The cocky bastard should have left her alone, let her forget about him. Let her move on with her life. Of course, he didn't. That could have been the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Damn hope.