Brax Tyson Langley thinks the king in Franklin University Kings is in reference to him. Star lacrosse player and God's gift to the female and male population, there's nothing the spoiled jock can't have. It's impossible for us to be in the same room without talking crap to each other. But I also have a secret... As much as I despise Ty, I want him too. I revel in our banter and in never knowing what he'll say next. I've spent too much time on the wrong side of the law for someone like Ty, though, and if I want to make it through college and escape my past, he's a distraction I don't need. Ty Braxton Walker needs to learn to lighten up. If you search brooding online, his name pops up. He's the bad boy with a leather jacket and a scowl. We couldn't be more different. Finding ways to annoy him is like the longest foreplay session of my life. And when we end up working together, it gets harder to deny how hot he makes me. What's a little hooking up between enemies? We weren't supposed to become friends or share secrets. We weren't supposed to understand each other and all the complicated stuff we're going through. I'm used to playing games, only the more time I spend with Brax, the less it feels like playing around and the more it becomes something real.