When 16-year-old Ivy Brown moves to the small town of Hawthorn Ridge, she's determined to lay low and get through her senior year without stirring up any drama. Coming from the big city, she's not prepared for the intense school spirit or the cliques that seem to rule her new high school. Her world turns upside down when she meets Jacob Evans, the school's star rugby player-handsome, charming, and completely out of her league.
Jacob the kind of guy everyone notices, but Ivy can't help feeling a bit of a disconnect. She's never been into sports, and the loud, competitive world of rugby feels foreign to her. But when a chance encounter leads to an unexpected friendship, Ivy is drawn to Jacob,sincerity and his passion for the game. Slowly, their connection grows deeper, though not without its complications.
As Ivy grapples with her feelings for Jacob, she begins to see that beneath his tough exterior lies someone struggling with the pressure of being the town's golden boy. But as their relationship develops, Ivy must decide if she's ready to step into his fast-paced world of tackles, victories, and rivalries-or if their differences are too much to overcome.
Will Ivy heart be strong enough to weather the storms on and off the field? Or will Jacobs love for rugby leave her on the sidelines of his life?
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He'd never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she'd say every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other.
She'd never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find that, whether he likes it or not.
It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites.
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"You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing.
He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl.
He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away.
"You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering.
"I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk.
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*Warning*
This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)