Text Me Maybe (Manchester Bees Football Club #1)

The searing pain slicing through Scarlett’s forehead above her left eye was just a small indication of how the past twenty-four hours had played out.

Headache after headache had unfolded at work that day, and as she got out of the taxi she had taken home, she rubbed her brow, hoping to displace some of the pressure.

What a nightmare of a day. From the moment she’d woken up in Theo’s bed and realized who he was, to the absolute mayhem at the stadium, to the dozens of phone calls she had received from news outlets and the ominous meeting Jaffi had scheduled first thing the next morning, Scarlett was surprised she only had a migraine and that her head hadn’t exploded.

Opening the door to the dark house, she realized Maxie wasn’t home. Kicking off her shoes, she dragged herself into the kitchen as the conversation she had with Dawson and Marrero that morning in her office replayed in her head.