Chapter 64

It wasn’t long before the New York tabloids were wondering if the Temps’ QB was dating the enemy—in the form of Tam’s sister Bev, with Kim serving as chaperone.

“Congratulations,” Brenna said during one of their quasi-professional interviews/heart-to heart phone calls.

“Brenna, it isn’t what you think.”

“No?” She sounded hurt.

“No, we’re just friends.” God, was a lamer thought ever uttered? He longed to tell Brenna the truth, to take her into his confidence. But he couldn’t. Not yet.

And he and Tam’s sisters were friends, maybe more than that.

“It’s nice,” he said one day at lunch in his loft. “I never had siblings.”