Summary
Is 2 weeks in Paris long enough for these lifelong competitors to learn to play for the same team?
Betsy
Ever since I was a little girl, I dreamed of going to go to the Games. When I discovered volleyball, I pursued t with a laser focus that left no time for frivolous things like romance. Who cares if my snobby ice queen roommate makes my heart race? It’s probably just the excitement of being on the world stage.
Kelly
Growing up with conservative religious parents who rejected me for being a lesbian, I’ve struggled with an eating disorder and depression. But now my mental health is in a good place and I’m ready to shine – like the gold medal I’m hoping we win. The only problem is my new roommate. Betsy and I are opposites but somehow we become friends with benefits. I tell myself not to get serious, because hooking up is the most popular sport at the Games. But my heart has other ideas…
Opposites attract but when they leave the volleyball court, can these teammates find a forever love?
Mature