Something Like Hate - Piper Rayne

nI love him.n nI loathe him.n n nn nIt's like plucking daisy petals in my head, but he'll never know.n n nn nWhen Miles Cavanaugh, the best safety in the league, was traded to the Chicago Grizzlies football team last year, I could finally breathe. Temptation was miles away.n n nn nHow naïve to think it would end there because when the opportunity to write for a national magazine based in Chicago lands in my lap months later, I can't turn it down. Sure, it's a big city, but the sexual energy feels like a beacon between us the minute my plane lands.n n nn nTo make matters worse, I end up having to take over the job of reporting exclusively on the Chicago Grizzlies.

Which means traveling with the team, interviewing players, and pretty much having an all-access pass to their lives during the season.n n nn nMiles and I put up a great front, quickly hating on one another, but we both know it's a lie. We also know the rules are simple. For me, don't sleep with the subject of your articles.

For him, don't sleep with the journalist who can make or break your career.n n nn nI thought straight-laced Miles Cavanaugh followed all the rules... oh how wrong I was.n