People often ask me how I met "The Infamous Andrew Cooper." He's rather a big deal here in Atlanta. You see, Andrew is a former NFL star and tight end for the Atlanta Falcons. The best way to describe Andrew? Chiseled, sculpted from head to toe, drop dead (or your panties) handsome and he sports a rather luscious tight end himself. Basically, he's a rival to Michelangelo's David. Can you hear me sighing at the comparison? Oh, another important thing I almost forgot. He's also the man I fell desperately in hate with. Yes, hate.

Who am I? Well, I'm, Amelia Montgomery. My friends call me Millie. I'm just an average girl who was raised in the Deep South. Nothing spectacular or unique about me except perhaps my freakish love for art. I'm just your normal, everyday girl next door. This little fact makes the story of how Andrew and I met even harder to believe. And to think it all began with a simple phone call one August morning...

A 22,000 word love story. Set in Atlanta, Georgia.