Twelve days. One clumsy rumba performance. Zero chance of falling in love…right?

I’ve spent years in sequins and spotlight, dazzling audiences on television’s biggest ballroom dance competition show. But when I arrive in Winterbrook, Colorado for a star-studded charity event, the last thing I expect is to be caught mid–“practice kiss” with my own reflection by none other than Ledger Bishop—the gorgeous NFL player who clearly has never heard of knocking.

Ledger is used to end zones, not eight-counts. He’s only in Winterbrook because his sports management agency is sponsoring the event, and he’d rather be anywhere but stuck doing a dance performance in front of hundreds of people.

The real kicker? Ledger and I are partners for the show, and I have to teach him how to dance, even though he’s the most difficult student I’ve ever had.

Also? There’s a lot of touching and having to stare lovingly into one another’s eyes. It’s exhausting.

He says I’m a diva. I say he’s an arrogant, clumsy brute. But this performance is important–I have to prove I can lead my team of all-star dancers and athletes to victory. Ledger and I have to get it together somehow. We have to win.

But as the music plays and we’re forced to become extremely familiar with each other, we discover that sometimes the best partners are the ones you never saw coming.

If you love enemies-to-lovers holiday romance with laugh-out-loud banter, small-town holiday magic, and closed-door chemistry that still crackles, Fumble All the Way is your next cozy, swoon-worthy read.