Game Face

I didn't follow Wyatt Stone to college, I followed my heart. He just happened to be there.

Against the odds, our love has only grown stronger over the last three years. Now Wyatt's entering his final college football season, only a few months away from the pro draft this spring. And despite how hard I tried to deny living the same love story as my parents, it seems I'm destined to become the wife of an NFL quarterback. Forever the cheerleader. Truthfully? I can't imagine life turning out any other way.

However, dreams are temporary. And sometimes, it's the things that happen when we're wide awake that forge our stories. Our love is about to face its toughest test yet, and as badly as my heart wants to hold on to what we were, I'm not so sure it's possible. More importantly, I'm not certain it's the right choice for either of us.

Now, Wyatt . . . he's a lot like my father. He's stubborn. What we're facing is a whole lot heavier than being down by a touchdown with only seconds to go. But Wyatt doesn't back down from a fight. It's just that this one might not win him the game in the end.