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Game Time
Game Time
Game Time
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Game Time

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A budding country singer and a rising NFL star...

Skye

I had a plan, a plan to get out of my small town and study music at one of the most prestigious institutes in Nashville. That is until I spent high school graduation night with whirlwind Luke Wallace. Luke is also brother to my best friend Christina. Now both of them have left our home town in search for riches, leaving me behind.

Now it’s four years later and Christina and her new fiancé return home to put on the wedding of the century. Luke, now a rising NFL star, also returns for the wedding. The life I had spent the last four years building is now in jeopardy as the secrets I’ve kept since graduation night are threatened to be exposed.

Luke

I could have anyone I wanted, but I sure as hell couldn’t have Skye Flynn. Breaking up with me over the phone all of a sudden, I was determined to get to the bottom of what happened. Mysterious and standoffish, Skye is no longer the girl I grew up with, but she’s still the girl that I want.

My sister’s wedding seems like the perfect time to reconnect, but Skye has other ideas. It’s like she’s determined to keep me out of her life. That is, until I discovered she has a daughter and has given up on her dreams. I don’t care what she says, she’s going to tell what’s going on. And when she does, everything changes...

(Perfect for readers of Sosie Frost, Lauren Landish, and Bella Love-Wins!)

This is an 11,000-word story containing explicate adult sexual content with no cliff hangers and a happy ending.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherCasey Elliot
Release dateJul 30, 2016
ISBN9781370515523
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    Game Time - Casey Elliot

    Game Time

    Casey Elliot

    This book is an original publication of Blue Steel Publishing LLC.

    Copyright © 2016 Blue Steel Publishing - All rights reserved.

    Edited By: Sergio Gautreaux

    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously, and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

    All rights reserved

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

    To all of the families in Louisiana in 2016. We wish you well.

    Table of Contents

    Author’s Notes

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Excerpt: One Night With a Billionaire

    Author’s Notes

    This is a 10k word stand alone short story with steamy content and a happy ending.

    Mature audience only.

    Chapter One

    Excuse me darlin, a voice called. My hand stilled, a sigh escaping my lips. I didn’t have to turn around to recognize the voice. A large group of old-timers who were now past drunk had ended up in my section at the diner and had spent the majority of the night cat calling and slapping my ass every time I walked by. Stuffing the rag back into my apron pocket, I turned on my heel and did my best to smile as I approached their table.

    What can I do for you? I said, addressing the man who has become their unofficial leader. They were all dressed in football shirts and caps and were obviously out celebrating the latest success of the local football team. I stood patiently, waiting for the man to recall why he had called me over, all the while feeling his friend’s eyes burning into my bare legs.

    Bring us the bill, won't ya, he said, a sly grin on his face. I had barely made it more than a step in the direction of the register before a firm slap came square across my ass. I turned to confront my assailant, my teeth gritted.

    Come here, darlin, he said, looking up at me with a slimy grin. I resisted the urge to slap him firmly. I knew that would bring nothing but trouble, and I needed this job and the money. His friends laughed.

    Aw, he don’t mean no harm, his friend offered, comfortingly.

    The bill, I said firmly. There was no mistaking my tone. It was time for them to go. It took ages for them to leave, shouting and hollering, as they headed out into the night and onto the next bar.

    Amongst the litter and debris that laid strewn all over the large table, lie a single $20 bill.

    Did you at least get a good tip? A voice from behind me called. The voice belonged to Ashley, and it wasn’t long before she joined me considering the debris left behind. Without saying a word, I flashed the $20 in her direction before stuffing the bill in my apron pocket.

    Ashley winced. Ouch.

    At least, they are gone, I said, sighing. Picking up my plastic bin, I set to work collecting the dishes and returning them to the kitchen.

    I’m taking a break, I called to the front of the house, after finally clearing the table. The diner was quiet now. The early dinner rush was over, and now the punters would come in a steady stream. Checking the time on my phone, I could see several missed calls and messages lighting up the display. Christina, I thought to myself, that girl would not take a hint. Opening the conversation, I could see

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