Excerpt
"Touchdown!" Will Thornton’s voice carried from the living room to the kitchen where his wife Tyler sat sipping coffee with her best friend Kay Reagan.

"It’s too bad he can’t score a touchdown in the bedroom," Tyler mumbled.

Kay giggled. "You’re terrible, Tee. How can you say that with those rippling muscles and tight ass? I’ve envied you for years. He’s every woman’s fantasy."

"I don’t believe you," Tee replied with a touch of laughter in her voice. "You’ve been fantasizing about Will?"

"I would never have said anything if we weren’t so close and I knew you wouldn’t be jealous. But you are lucky. Take it as a compliment."

"I do, but trust me, your fantasies are probably better than reality."

She lifted an eyebrow. "Maybe you’re in a rut."