Trading Teams

Raise my GPA two whole points or lose my baseball scholarship. The quiet guy at the back of economics could save me. He said no.

JAKE

Kyle has glasses, hoodie sleeves down to his fingertips, and pen ink on his jaw he doesn't notice.

I ignore his no and plant myself in his path four days in a row.

On day four, I bring a mocha. He takes it, says I'm making a lot of assumptions about him, and gives me his number.

That night, my girlfriend dumps me. She says I'm not very smart.

I've only ever dated girls, but my best friend says that's not the whole story.

When my teammates joke that I'm switching teams, I'm the one who snaps.

KYLE

I know what guys like Jake want from guys like me: an easy A and a laugh.

Then he shows up with coffee and genuine desperation, and I say yes. I need the money for the video game I'm building.

Nobody here knows I like guys. The only person I ever told was my brother, and I lost him.

When Jake asks if I like dudes, I panic, then tell him, and he hugs me.

After too many drinks, I wake to the baseball star asleep on my floor, and then he kisses me.

He wants a real date. My conditions: somewhere nobody knows us, and slow.

He shows up in date clothes and picks me out a bowtie.

Trading Teams is a steamy jock-and-nerd M/M romance about a baseball star who's only ever dated girls and the closeted gamer who tutors him, with a secret relationship, hurt/comfort, and a guaranteed HEA. A standalone M/M college romance.