Seven days. One clumsy rumba performance. Zero chance of falling in love¿right? I've spent years dazzling audiences on television's biggest ballroom dance 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 reflection by none other than Ledger Bishop-the gorgeous NFL player who's apparently allergic to knocking. Ledger's used to end zones, not eight-counts. He's only here because his sports agency is sponsoring the event-and now we're partners. My job? Teach the most impossible student I've ever had how to dance. Also? There's a lot of touching and staring lovingly into each other's eyes. It's exhausting. He says I'm a diva. I say he's an arrogant brute. But this performance matters-I have to lead my team of all-star dancers and athletes to victory. The more time we spend together, the more I begin to see his genuine goodness under all that masculinity. And somewhere between the missteps and near-misses, we discover the best partners are the ones we 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.