They say hate the player, don’t hate the game.
Good thing that I don’t listen to what other people tell me to do.
I choose to hate them both.
Wyatt Anderson is still the number one most hated man on my list. He’s cocky, arrogant, and treats women like toys.
The fame that he’s found has only strengthened his stupid ego. If he thought that he was God’s gift to women in high school, being an NFL superstar has made it ten times worse.
I never imagined seeing him again, yet here we are.
As a cruel twist of fate, he hires me to plan his sister’s wedding.
He’s also determined to put the moves on me, all over again.
I fell for his lines once, but I’m smarter now.
Plus, games aren’t my forte anymore.
At least, that’s what I thought.
Then, I realized that this time, I can win.
It’s my turn to play the game.
They say that you can’t play a player.
We’ll just see about that.
