The Bluest Eyes In Texas - BWWM Cowboy Romance

By Grace Rawson

Fledgling news reporter, Brenae Riley, is willing to work her way from the bottom to get to where she wants to be. With her eye on the news anchor desk, she works tirelessly on the stories no one else in the studio wants to cover. After a particularly rough day on scene that ends in her being humiliated live on camera, Brenae is ready to look elsewhere for a job. Instead of accepting her resignation, the producer sends her on another assignment, this time for a story that carries some importance; at least in Texas. She heads to Mesquite to interview up-and-coming local boy, and favorite to win the bull riding nationals, Roy Myrick. A stroke of bad luck and Roy coming to her rescue later that evening finds her saying yes to a night of dancing. She falls in love with this handsome cowboy two steps at a time. But will a series of threatening emails voicing anger about her dating a white man derail their romance, and possibly their careers?

**A standalone short story, with no cliffhangers.**

• Language: English
• Publisher: BWWM Interracial Romance Club
• Release date: Nov 10, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386940609

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The Bluest Eyes in Texas

Chapter 1

The news van pulled into the parking lot at the school carnival.  Brenae gave herself one last glance in the mirror before turning to her cameraman Terrence, who was sitting in the driver’s seat.

How do I look? she said.

He took in the sight of her.  She was tall and slender, though her body was curvy in all the right places.  His skin was like chocolate, and much darker than his.  Her deep brown eyes were nearly black, her lips bee stung and surely tasting of honey.  She was staring at him, waiting for his reply.  Lost in thought, he’d almost forgotten her question.

"Girl, you look damn good.  As usual."  He’d given up on getting a chance with her long ago.  She’d made it clear she didn’t fraternize with colleagues.

Brenae rolled her eyes.  Same answer every time.  It was flattering, but heaven help that man if he ever let her walk on camera with lipstick on her teeth.  She smiled at him and thanked him for the compliment.  Waste of time or not, she still enjoyed his attention.  As long as they both knew it wasn’t going to go anywhere she didn’t see the harm in it.  She fiddled with her clothes again, smoothing her hands over her slacks and blouse.

She’d dreamed of being a reporter her entire life, and while Terrence was a blast to work with, this wasn’t what she’d had in mind.  Instead of sitting behind a desk as a news anchor, she was working her way up from the trenches like everyone else had.  All the schooling in the world couldn’t replace experience in her profession.  She didn’t like it, but if she wanted to go anywhere in her field, she had to start at the bottom. 

Brenae let out a huge sigh and smiled at Terrence.  He’d been the only volunteer when a wet-behind-the-ears reporter from Philly had been hired by Dallas’ biggest news syndicate a few months back.  She was ambitious and driven, which many found a bit obnoxious.  Everyone wanted a spot behind the desk as a lead anchor, and the others acted like there was nothing special about Brenae.  She would be behind that desk, of that she was certain.  She may be young, only 23, but when she had her sights set on something, she didn’t back down until she got what she was after. 

At least she had Terrence to work with while she clamored her way to the top.  He was funny and friendly, making a long work day go by quickly.  She was grateful that he was the cameraman she’d ended up with.  After one final glance in the mirror, she opened her door and got out.

Let’s go, Terrence, she said with more enthusiasm than she felt. This carnival isn’t going to cover itself.

Brenae walked down the dirt path between the carnival attractions, her heels sinking slightly with each step.  The booths were set up close together, each one testing the skill of the high schoolers, their family, and friends as they worked to raise funds for their senior prom.  Not only was this not big news, it was really