My college rival. My ex-husband's best friend.My new roommate? Oh, boy.The last thing I want is to rent my spare bedroom to my ex-husband's best friend.His six-foot-three, dimple-faced, alphahole best friend.His injured-professional-football-player best friend.But desperate times, desperate measures, y'know?I can't afford to hold grudges. These heaping bills of mine won't pay themselves.Keeping my distance from my new roommate should be simple enough. I mean, I can't stand Jude Kingston. Plus, as my ex's friend, he's so off-limits he's virtually radioactive.In any case, Jude promises to stay out of my way. He's just a broken football hero in need of a quiet place to focus on healing his injured knee and saving his lifelong dream.Harmless, right?Um, not so much...The man is infuriating. He spends his days parading that shirtless, muscle-bound body all around my house. He insists on involving himself in my private business. He has zero concept of personal space.But he also has this boyish, unintentional charm. And this inconvenient way of repeatedly coming to my rescue.Suddenly, lust is throbbing in every room of this house.Lingering gazes over the dinner table...Sweaty workout sessions on the living room floor...Stolen kisses in the moonlit hallways...I can't fight these soft feelings growing roots in my belly. Jude is a vine, slowly wrapping himself around my heart.But when a piece of my past threatens his entire future, will our love even stand a chance?Mister Baller is a steamy, laugh-out-loud, enemy roommates-to-lovers small town romance featuring a stubborn footballer with a sinful eight-pack, an insufferable ego and the food preferences of a toddler. It is set in small town Illinois and is book 2 in the Bad Boys in Love series.A full-length (85 000-word) standalone. No cliffhanger. HEA guaranteed.