NOT A FAN

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚.

When she agrees to tutor the university's star basketball player for forty dollars an hour, she's only thinking about one thing-the money. What she doesn't expect is Kenji Nakamura: 6'5" of tattoos, silence, and ego wrapped in a designer hoodie.

He's used to girls falling at his feet.
She charges him a late fee.

He wants her number.
She Venmo requests him instead.

He's never had to work for anyone's attention. She's never had time to give it.

Kenji doesn't do feelings. He does highlights, endorsements, and whatever it takes to make it to the NBA. But Destiny Morrison-with her sharp tongue, her bonnets, and her complete lack of interest in his fame-is the first person who's ever looked at him and seen just... a guy.
And that terrifies him.

Because for the first time in his life, Kenji Nakamura is falling first.

And falling 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥.

𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠.