I don’t need a tweet’s worth of characters to sum it up:
This player has broken through my defensive line.
We have nothing in common.
The way he looks at me, talks to me, is incredibly inappropriate.
So why hasn’t my body gotten the message?
It’s time for my head to talk to my heart—and other parts—to ask...
What is more important—losing my virginity to a bad boy quarterback or keeping my job?