If I risk my heart, can I keep my head in the game? I'm going to win gold in figure skating. I imagine it again and again: Olympic champion Alex Grady. I train harder than my competitors. I'm in the rink morning, noon, and night. The lack of filter between my mouth and brain affects my ability to make friends, but I don't have time for a social life anyway. As for a boyfriend? Forget it. So what if I'm still completely inexperienced at twenty? The Olympics are only every four years-everything else can wait. But for some inexplicable reason, I can't stop checking out my boring new training mate Matt Savelli. Calm, collected "Captain Cardboard" is a nice guy, but even if I had time to date, Matt's so not my type. I don't even know what my type is! Until I do. Beneath Matt's wholesome surface, there's a sexy, tender man who awakens a desire in me I've never experienced. This is the worst possible time to be tempted. The worst possible time to let someone get close to me. This is the worst possible time to fall in love. The Next Competitor by Keira Andrews is a gay sports romance featuring grumpy/sunshine opposites attracting, sizzling first times, and of course a happy ending.