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FC Barcelona’s star striker, Hannah Voss, is the most famous footballer in the world—and too shy to handle a compliment. When she literally bumps into Emily Shaw, a freckled schoolteacher who has never heard of her, the quiet captain finds herself tongue-tied and smitten. Now Hannah has to score the one goal that matters most: winning over the only woman who sees the tender heart beneath the ink.
Hannah shoulders through the door of the small café near Les Corts, hood up, trying to be invisible, and walks straight into a smaller body. Hot coffee splashes her sleeve as a woman with a riot of gi
Hannah stands on the pavement outside the café, the flat white cooling in her hand, her phone open to Emily's contact. She types 'Hey, it's Hannah from the coffee shop' three times and deletes it each
Hannah pushes through the training ground doors with fifteen seconds to spare, her phone still warm in her pocket, and finds Aitana leaning against the lockers with a knowing grin fixed on the coffee
Hannah stares at the silent screen for thirty seconds, then presses call before she can talk herself out of it. Emily answers on the second ring, her voice warm and a little breathless: 'Hey—everythin
Hannah wakes first, the Barcelona morning pale through the crooked lampshade, Emily's weight warm and trusting against her side. She watches the freckles on Emily's shoulder rise and fall with each br