Love Off the Court - BWWM Sports Romance

By Kierra Baxter

Tiffany is head of the New York Reds public relations team and Anthony Rhodes is the team's star point guard. Usually Tiffany never has time to attend any of the actual games and the two never meet. That is, until the Christmas basketball game, where Anthony notices Tiffany, and cannot look away. Instantly, he knows he has to have her, but Tiffany proves a little hard to get. But at every turn Anthony surprises her, and finally sweeps her off her feet. The two fall into a passionate affair and everything is perfect. Until Tiffany misses her period; that's when things get a little complicated.

** Standalone short story, no cliffhangers.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Interracial BWWM Romance Novels
• Release date: Nov 10, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386299769

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Love off the Court

Chapter 1

Tiffany

Ihad just left the arena after the press conference ended and all the interviews involving the team had concluded. It was pushing 2:00am, and I was exhausted. I rode down the garage elevators to staff and team parking and the elevator attendant wished me goodnight as I stepped out. My heels clicked on the echoing concrete floor and I passed by row after row of expensive, luxury cars until I came to my beloved white Audi R8. I’d worked hard for her, and wasn’t too ashamed to say I loved my car.

I got into the car and quickly peeled out of the parking garage to head to my apartment at the Marlow on Lexington. I was driving on about two ounces of energy and just wanted my bed. I parked in the garage and rode the elevator up to my place. As soon as I stepped into the foyer I headed for the stairs and went right into my bedroom. Just as I sat down on my bed to remove my boots my cell phone went off. I sighed heavily before I grabbed it out of my bag and slid the screen to answer.

This is Tiffany Lincoln, how can I help you? I answered briskly. It was two in the morning after all.

It’s Jerry, Miss Lincoln, said the voice. Jerry was my assistant. I’m sorry to bother you at such a late hour, but we have an issue with one of the players who just made a spectacle of himself at a local club. He said some things that could affect the team’s image.

I sighed deeply.

Okay explained what happened in detail Jerry, I said as I unzipped my boots and pulled them off.

Well it was Jeremy Rogers. He got drunk and started airing the team’s dirty laundry. He said, quote, ‘The New York Reds are a bunch of bigots and racists, I am one of the best basketball players on the team and get paid the least in the entire association. If the Reds don’t renegotiate I’m going to break contract right now.’

Jerry paused and I sighed deeply.

"For the love of—okay Jerry get his agent on the phone and see if there is any basis to his drunken slander and if so set up a meeting with the general manager and coach as a front for now. Then release a statement saying that the Reds are not in any way discriminating against any African-American players and are working with Rogers to make sure he knows just how valuable he is to the team," I said and I heard Jerry’s fingers furiously tapping away as he took note of everything I said.

Yes ma’am. I’ll get right on it, Jerry said and I nodded, even though I knew he couldn’t see me.

Good, I will talk to you in the morning then, I said.

Jerry wished me goodnight, then I hung up. Honestly, you give a kid a break right out of high school, give him some money and all he wants is more. Jeremy Rogers was a rookie for goodness’ sake and now his position was going to be in jeopardy for spewing those allegations. I hoped the general manager wouldn’t terminate his contract altogether. One thing was for sure, if