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The bad boy of professional fencing meets Hollywood's favorite good girl in this sexy sports romance set against the backdrop of a high-stakes blockbuster.
DANTE HASTINGS
You might have heard of me.
I was the defending Olympic champion-until I used my fist instead of my sabre during a match. Needless to say, I was suspended. Which means no competing for a year...and cleaning up my image.
So, instead of continuing to dominate the fencing world, I'm working on a film that's poised to be next year's blockbuster action flick.
The upside? Working with Reese Sinclair, my celebrity crush whose poster was on my wall growing up. Spending time with her will help wash the tabloids of my suspension and convince the league that I'm reformed.
But America's sweetheart is nothing like I imagined. She's stubborn, ambitious, and struggling to prove herself in a role that no one thinks she can handle. Still, her determination runs red-hot, and I can't help but admire her.
When our late-night training sessions turn into something more, I start to realize that I'm outmaneuvered by feelings I never saw coming.
REESE SINCLAIR
The girl next door. The best friend. The love-struck heroine.
I've played them all.
But with thirty creeping closer, I need to prove to myself that I can be more than Hollywood's darling. And this movie is the opportunity I've been waiting for, the project I can use to break out of my typecasting.
The problem? I'm not cut out for action-packed stunt work.
Enter: Dante Hastings. He's hedonistic, insufferable, infuriatingly gorgeous-and my last shot at making this career move work.
I should stay away. His reputation alone could sink mine. But the more time we spend together, the more I see past all his tabloid exploits and rule-breaking. He knows what it means to fight for something.
But a leading lady doesn't simper over her co-workers, right?
Yet as much as I try to resist, part of me wants to let Dante put the sin in Sinclair.
