A Wild Card Night

A prequel novella to A Wild Card Kiss When I went to a friend’s wedding that night, I didn’t expect to catch the eye of a hunk of a football player in a tailored suit. I definitely didn’t plan to, ahem, get to know him better in the coat closet. And I absolutely didn’t think the hottie would ask me out for a real date. But when the weekend rolls around, I do expect a fantastically wild night with the man. Except fate writes a very different ending to our beginning.