Hard Tackle by Jason Collins

TYLER:

Never thought I’d tackle football again, much less love. We used to be teammates until we lost touch. Now Mason’s a trainer with a sculpted body, and a plan too tempting to turn down: I’ll fix up his truck, and he’ll be my private personal trainer. But his truck isn’t the only thing I want to get my hands on.
It figures we’d cross paths right before our high school reunion. When the old team organizes a reunion football game, I realize I’m not as comfortable with my body as I thought. I’m not so fast or fit anymore, and I could shed a few pounds. Mason thinks I’m perfect, but this game is personal for me. I want to bring my best body to the field—and his bedroom. I’ll show him a real hard tackle.
The game is on, and I’m wide open for Mason.

MASON:

I see an opening for Tyler, and I’m not passing it up. I went from quarterback to personal trainer, so I know a thing or two about good bodies. And Tyler? Well, his looks flawless to me. He’s worried a little extra weight will hold him back on the football field, so I’ve jumped at the chance to train him. And if that means we’ll be alone in the locker room, then bring the heat.
Tyler isn’t just a feast for my eyes. He’s a kind man with an honest heart, and I want him to feel as good about his body as I do. We’ve got each other’s backs on the field, and in my bedroom. But love tackles hard, and I’m playing for keeps.