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“What are you talking about?”
“Look at the back of your truck. Some kid is punking you,” the man said with a laugh.
Hurrying into the parking lot, he went to his truck. Hanging on the back of his Ford F-150 was a hand-painted sign.
Professional Basketball Reject!
Like a volcano, the rage exploded through him. Taking a deep breath to calm his anger, he tried to yank the sign off his truck, but it was tied on securely. With hands shaking, he had to patiently untwist the wires holding the sign on his tailgate.
That bitch! This wasn’t some random high school student; this was Emily.
And yet part of him reminded him that he was the one who started this war. He contacted the newspaper. This was payback.
“Thanks,” he said, waving to the newspaper reporter.
And what had she said earlier to him? Be sure to ride through town. Thank goodness, the reporter had told him in advance.
Carrying the sign, he went back inside the gym. Going to her office, he took the sign and tied it to her office door. Then he went into the girls’ locker room and removed all the towels. In the morning after her girls worked out, they would not have any towels to dry off with.
Score two for him.
With a snicker, he left the gym and went to his truck.
She had just declared war and he was ready to reciprocate.
Game on!
CHAPTER4
Emily walked in and threw her purse on the couch, glanced around the small apartment, and sighed. What in the hell was she doing?
She was playing a dangerous game with Zach, and she feared where it would soon end. Because of her background, she knew they would not hesitate to rid themselves of a lecherous woman who went after her professional team staff members.
But it wasn’t true, and she was so tired of fighting this battle and always coming out the loser.
Reaching over to the phone message machine, she pushed the flashing button. Yes, she still had the old-timey recorder, because after the scandal, her life had been hell. She never answered the phone and let the machine do all the talking. That way, she could save herself the embarrassment, especially after the jerk had given her number to the press.
And, of course, someone leaked it to a group who thought they should call and harass her and tell her what a terrible person she was to break up a family.
Innocent until proven guilty was a thing of the past. Now it seemed she was guilty until someone proved him wrong. She’d done nothing wrong.
Nothing, except fend off his unwanted advances. Tell him there was nothing that would ever coerce her into his bed. So he retaliated.
Professional basketball had been her dream, but it cost her a very important relationship with Zach, and now this jerk in the front office who thought he could force her into his bed.
Didn’t work.
Never would.
But in the meantime, she’d lost her dream career. And no other team in basketball would touch her now. From star player to radioactive loser.
With a sigh, she hit the button and listened to several robo-calls before she heard the call she was looking for.
“Call me. I know you’re trying to lay low, but I’ve found another girl. We now have three and I think there are probably several more. We need to talk.”
It was late, but she couldn’t wait. Besides, tomorrow, her day would start at four a.m. She would be at the school before it opened to welcome the girls who cared about the team. This was their first real test and the ones who didn’t show…well, they would soon find themselves searching for a new class at the same time.
Her so-called “star” player thought nothing could get her in trouble, but she was wrong and Emily had the strangest feeling she was going to test her.
