Lottie and the Boys

Lottie and the Boys

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"Are soccer balls the only kind of balls you're good at handling?" --- After attending an all girls academy, being plopped back into the public school system was a huge adjustment for Charlotte. But nothing could ever prepare her for what she'd be facing on her new soccer team: a mix of seventeen nerdy, pervy, skillful, hot as hell guys, along with her over-pretective older brother, and of course, the bi-polar coach who makes everything even worse. 1/29/17©
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