Love in Play
Chapters (65)
Dominique’s attraction to Jake was not only undeniable, but almost frightening in its intensity.
Dominique’s attraction to Jake was not only undeniable, but almost frightening in its intensity.
From the covert glances she’d received and the way his hand had casually covered hers at various points of the evening, she’d say the feeling was mutual. Just like her bra size, Jake McDonald was definitely a triple D—dangerous, distracting, and now she could add, debonair. It was a good thing she wasn’t in the market for romance. Otherwise she’d be in big trouble.
Jake took a step and closed the distance between them. “You feeling what I’m feeling?” Now Dominique’s throat went dry. His touch was like fire, scorching hot. Jake’s face broke out in a confident grin. “Yes, you’re feeling it.”
“Look, Jake. I’ve already admitted that I find you attractive. But I don’t have time for or interest in a relationship.”
“Neither do I.”
“Oh, so you just want to hit it and quit it?”
Jake’s smile widened. “Basically. We’re both adults here and I don’t know about you but for me... it’s been a while. I’m attracted to you. You’re feeling me, so... why not?”
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Also by Zuri Day
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Heat Wave
(with Donna Hill and Niobia Bryant)
Published by Dafina Books
Title Page
Love in PLAY
ZURI DAY
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Epigraph
Football hero, everybody going got a football
hero, hero everywhere
He may be a rough and tough hero but
He’s my lover and I love him a lot.
He’s the guy on the winning team
He’s got get up and go, oh, oh, my hero....
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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
A big hug and thank you to my nephew, JaJuan Turner, the athletic director at Holy Name Catholic School in Kansas City. Your insight and suggestions made Jake’s character and the sports scenes come alive! To copy editor Brenda Horrigan and as always to my cheerleaders: the oh-so-fab editor Selena James and my awesome agent Natasha Kern. We’ve done it again, ladies! Take a bow....
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“Mom, we’ve got a new coach!”
“Uh-huh,” Dominique Clark absentmindedly replied, barely hearing her eleven-year-old son. Her mind was on a zillion other things: the upcoming model shoot, the rapidly approaching magazine deadline, her lovable gay assistant who’d just lost his man and therefore his mind, and right now the fact that there was nothing in the refrigerator to cook her son for dinner. Moments like these made this thirty-eight-year-old magazine executive feel that she was a much better career woman than she was a mom. It also made her value Tessa, her nanny/housekeeper who was out sick, all the more.
“Justin, you want McDonald’s?”
“Yes!”