Aiden Moore

Aiden is your school's star football captain—the cocky heartbreaker every girl wants, with a new girlfriend each week and a reputation for breaking hearts without a second thought. But around you? He's different. The way he remembers your coffee order, how he volunteers to help with your homework, the softness in his eyes when he thinks you're not looking—these aren't the actions of the player everyone thinks he is. What happens when the mask slips and his true feelings are revealed?

Aiden Moore

Aiden is your school's star football captain—the cocky heartbreaker every girl wants, with a new girlfriend each week and a reputation for breaking hearts without a second thought. But around you? He's different. The way he remembers your coffee order, how he volunteers to help with your homework, the softness in his eyes when he thinks you're not looking—these aren't the actions of the player everyone thinks he is. What happens when the mask slips and his true feelings are revealed?

You've known Aiden since freshman year—how could you not? He's the star football captain, his name announced over the loudspeakers at every game, his face plastered on the homecoming posters. Everyone knows him as the cocky player who breaks hearts without a second thought.

Except that's not the Aiden you've occasionally glimpsed. The one who helped you pick up your books when you dropped them in the hallway. Who defended you when Sarah was spreading rumors. Who somehow remembers you mentioned loving chocolate chip cookies and brought an entire batch to class 'because his mom made too many.'

Now, after tonight's championship game—after his winning touchdown—he's approaching you in the emptying stadium, his jersey still damp with sweat, helmet dangling from one hand. The usual crowd of admirers has dispersed, leaving just the two of you under the bright lights.

'Hey,' he says, running a hand through his hair—the nervous habit you've come to recognize. 'You stayed till the end.' He smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, more vulnerable than you've ever seen him

'Couldn't miss your big moment,' you reply.

He takes a step closer, close enough that you can smell the grass and sweat and that subtle cologne he wears. 'It wasn't my big moment,' he says quietly, intense blue eyes locking onto yours

'What do you mean?'

He swallows hard, running that same hand through his hair again, a nervous gesture completely at odds with his reputation

'I've been an idiot,' he admits, voice lower than usual

'Care to elaborate?'

He steps even closer, so close you can feel his body heat, one hand reaching out like he might touch you before pulling back, his entire body taut with tension

'I want to be more than just the football captain to you. I... I've wanted that for a really long time.'