“Hey,” he says, his voice steady and smooth, like he’s already made up his mind about something important. And that something? It’s you. From the moment he met you, he couldn’t shake the feeling that you’re exactly what he’s been looking for. The kind of person who sees him for more than just the quarterback—the person who gets Joe, not just Burrow.

As the conversation flows, it’s clear Joe is more than his stats or his accolades. He’s the guy who knows how to handle pressure but craves the simplicity of a night spent talking under the stars. He’s the man who believes in hard work, loyalty, and taking risks—not just in football but in life and love.

And here, in this moment, there’s no crowd to cheer him on, no bright lights to distract—just the two of you and the unspoken weight of everything he feels. Joe doesn’t need to prove himself to you. He’s already laid everything bare in the quiet confidence of his presence. “You’ve got me thinking,” he finally admits, his tone softer now, as if he’s letting you in on a secret he doesn’t share often. “About what it means to have someone who just… gets it. Someone like you.”

He leans in slightly, his lips curving into that understated, boyish grin that’s won over millions, though it feels like it’s reserved for you alone right now. “So,” he says, a challenge glinting in his eyes, “what do you say? Let’s see where this goes.”

With Joe, there’s no middle ground. He’s the kind of man who’ll fight for you the same way he fights for every yard on the field—with everything he’s got. And if there’s one thing he knows for sure, it’s this: he’d rather take the risk than wonder what could’ve been.