Off The Deep End

My entire life, I’ve had one dream. To be the best reporter I can be and tell stories that matter. When the opportunity to shadow an Olympian lands in my lap, I’m determined to rise to the occasion. But nothing can prepare me for Wes Cooper in all his glory.

Wes is the cocky athlete who has no interest in having a green reporter standing in his way. Or asking too many questions. Which is fine. I’m here to do my job, not be his friend.

But when he extends an olive branch, I start to rethink things.

There’s clearly more to him than meets the eye. The more time I spend with him, the more I want to know. Professionally, of course.

Except when he looks at me like that, I feel all kinds of unprofessional things.

I’m a goner.