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  The Field of Play

  A Bad Boy Sports Romance

  Talisa White

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  Dr. Eric Davis, Dr. John Moore and Nurse Ava Martin were enmeshed in a love triangle that Ava found difficult to resolve. She was uncertain whom to choose between the two superb doctors; they were equally handsome and highly competent.

  Amidst Ava’s romantic dilemma, a mysterious serial killer appeared. The criminal attacked patients, specifically, those with viral infections. The killer murdered two patients and injured two more.

  The investigators of the Lyndon Medical Center had to find the criminal before he could inflict further death and injury. Eric, John and Ava were deeply entangled in the incident because they were among the only six persons, who had access to the patients’ wards.

  As Ava struggled to choose the man of her dreams, the case also unravelled progressively until the spiral image of deceit at last unfolds

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  Table of Contents

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  Introduction

  Chapter 1: Center Field

  Chapter 2: Looking Forward

  Chapter 3: Going Wild

  Chapter 4: Building New Bridges

  Chapter 5: The Pursuit

  Chapter 6: The Prelude

  Chapter 7: A Leap of Faith

  Chapter 8: The Dilemma

  Chapter 9: The Stakeout

  Chapter 10: Reaching Out

  Chapter 11: Mending Fences

  Chapter 12: The Test

  Chapter 13: The Sea of Doubt

  Chapter 14: The Final Game

  Chapter 15: A Ray of Hope

  Chapter 16: Settling Down

  Chapter 17: Heading Home

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  Introduction

  Rob Thomas, the famous quarterback of The Eagles, was a certified playboy. He had a string of affairs and played the field, but had never truly loved someone. That was his reality, until he met Megan Walker, a waitress, at the food outlet that his team frequented. Rob tried to pursue Megan but she was not impressed by his popularity. In the end, Rob found out the pain of true love and learned an important lesson in life.

  Chapter 1: Center Field

  “It’s Thomas, coming all the way, 70 yards,” cheers erupted from the football fans in the stadium.

  “Thomas, flipping it out,” the sports caster’s voice rose a pitch higher.

  “Thomas, one of the best quarters, roughing it up,” the commentator grew breathless as tension rose in the air. “One second to go, Thomas right down the field…,” there was a short, breathless pause, “TOUCHDOWN!”

  Pandemonium broke lose in the sports ground.

  “Thomas did it! What a fitting end. Eagles for the win,” the commentator screamed animatedly into his microphone.

  The Eagles’ fans in the stadium were on their feet, screaming and cheering in jubilation.

  The triumphant players carried Rob Thomas on their shoulders as he raised both of his arms in victory. Rob was crying with joy, his face drenched with a mixture of sweat and tears.

  “Beasty Rob, Beasty Rob,” the fans chanted his moniker in high spirits.

  Rob felt like he was dreaming. He was still not used to the adoration that people accorded him. The massive crowd in the stadium were cheering their hearts out, but he couldn’t hear them, and everything was moving in slow motion.

  At 25, Rob was the most popular quarterback of the Eagles team. But that was not why women fell for him instantly; he had an irresistible charm that exuded from his 6-foot muscular frame. His iridescent blue eyes were deep-set and heavily fringed, and his wide, sensuous mouth had kissed a couple of gorgeous women, found only in fashion’s elite magazines. To top all that, he had a pair of cute dimples that popped out whenever he smiled.

  When all the fanfare had died down, the Eagles team went back to their dugout - they were floating on cloud 9.

  “That was an amazing play! You’re still the best, mate,” Ted Carlson, Rob’s best friend, hugged him.

  “What about a victory party in my flat tonight?” Rob asked Ted.

  “That would be great!” Ted responded enthusiastically.

  “Just the 5 of us. Don’t invite the rest.”

  Chapter 2: Looking Forward

  And so, the group of 5 football players trooped to Rob’s flat that night. There was the usual chest and body thumping gestures before they settled down with their cans of beer.

  “What’s new?” Mark, the eldest of the group, asked; his tone of voice mirroring his boredom.

  “We have a surprise gift for the best quarterback,” Lance informed Rob, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “And it comes in a large, pink box.”

  The room resounded with laughter.

  “C’mon guys. What is it?” Rob queried, curious.

  “Here it comes,” Lance announced.

  The door opened, and a large, pink box with a big pink ribbon skidded into the room.

  “Open it,” Lex cajoled Rob, closing the door behind him. “Open it.”

  Rob scrutinized the suspicious looking box and looked at his friends warily. “Boys, what tricks are you up to now?”

  “Just open it, Dumbo, so you’ll know.”

  Lance handed Rob the end of the ribbon, “Pull it,” he commanded Rob.

  Rob pulled the ribbon and the box magically parted at the center. Rob stared at the content of the box; his mouth agape and his eyes wide in surprise.

  “What the hell…?”

  The beautiful ‘mannequin’ turned around and started to dance, her sensuous curves invitingly undulated towards Rob. Her oval face was sweet and pretty, framed by her thin lips, which had spread wide into a smile, and her eyes were blazing - emerald green in color

  She’s a nymph, Rob thought. He was captivated by the exquisite woman before him; he had never seen such a lovely face before.

  The nymph danced around him, her hips swaying suggestively and her lips partly opened, as if inviting him for a kiss. Rob’s insides quivered.

  The 5 men grew rowdy, as the woman danced and gradually stripped her skimpy attire – bit by bit. When nothing was left but her underwear, she stopped, bowed and hastily donned her robe before starting for the door.

  “Hey, where are you going?” Mark yelled at her. “We’re not done yet.”

  “I’m afraid that was all I was paid to do,” the woman’s melodi
ous voice shot back at him.

  Lex was at the door in an instant. “What do you mean?” he asked, grabbing one of her hands.

  “I’m just here to dance,” the woman intoned, meeting Lex’s gaze squarely.

  “What kind of shitty arrangement is that? You can’t leave,” Lex hauled her roughly, back into the room.

  The woman’s eyes stared fixedly at Lex. “Get you dirty hands off me,” she snarled.

  Lex released her, startled at the ferocity in the woman’s expression.

  “Let her go,” Rob’s voice rang across the confines of the room.

  The woman locked her gaze on Rob for one interminable minute, before she ran out of the room.

  “Damn, that spoiled our party. Whose fuckin’ idea was that?” Alex, the 4th member of the group, declared in annoyance.

  “It was mine, mate,” Mark muttered regretfully. “There must be some misunderstanding.”

  “This won’t do, for Christ sake,” Ted stood up, “I’ll call in the cavaliers.”

  Ted placed some calls and within minutes the room was full of stunning women in their cheering costumes; young college girls, who were game.

  Chapter 3: Going Wild

  Wine and food flowed in as the five men recounted among themselves the crucial parts of their latest game.

  The women sat in between the men, pouring in their wine, while flirting; caressing and massaging their bodies, subtly.

  Dusk had set in and the street lights shimmered in the distance. The colored, hazy light came on in the room. The men were growing tipsy and each had retreated to one corner of the dimly-lit, spacious room.

  “Hey Rob, can you spare a minute,” Mark yelled at Rob.

  Rob was lying supine in one of the couches, obviously enjoying himself. Two women were busy fondling his body. However, they have not dared undressed him yet.

  Rob’s mind was meandering though. The lovely face of the woman from the pink box was still vivid in his mind.

  “He’s busy, buddy,” Lex whispered to Mark, and they both guffawed merrily.

  “We’ll have to do something about it. Come on boys,” Mark declared.

  Mark approached the women, one by one, and whispered something. Soon, the women were crowding around Rob, each one touching him in all parts of his body.

  “Awesome,” Rob beamed, intoxicated. “Is this your gift?” he chuckled.

  “Yup, so take advantage of it, mate,” Lex, Lance, Ted and Mark chorused.

  In a matter of minutes, Rob was naked on the couch, his huge erection acknowledging the semi-naked women around him.

  “I can’t fuck you all girls, so be forewarned,” Rob proclaimed, chortling.

  Everyone joined in with glee.

  The atmosphere thickened as the room was cloaked with lust and passion. Rob was groaning, while one of the women began caressing his enormous manhood. One was sucking his nipples, while one was kissing him on the lips. Another one was caressing his abs, tracing titillating circles across his firm physique.

  “Jeez, that feels so good,” Rob uttered in pleasure, stretching and abandoning his willing body to the horny women around him.

  The youngest of the girls, stripped into her underwear and mounted Rob. The four men cheered as she rode him, bucking madly like a wild mare.

  “Ooooh, aaaah,” the woman wailed in delight, grinding her wet crack against Rob’s pulsating dong.

  Watching the sizzling scene before him, Lex was unable to contain himself. He approached Rob’s couch and mashed the woman’s boobs between his two hands. She groaned anew in joy.

  Rob went wild with lust. He wanted to pound the woman’s pussy until she would beg for more, but he was quite tipsy. He held the woman on her waist, firmly planting his two hands on each of her sides; then she brought her down – hard - on his waiting phallus.

  The woman grunted, murmuring unintelligible words. She rotated and slid her hips into Rob’s dick, incessantly, until her juices dripped into their groins.

  “You’re so big,” she hissed, moving up and down against Rob’s manhood, the tight muscles of her slit milking Rob’s shaft thoroughly.

  Their fiery bodies moved faster as their arousal intensified.

  “Oh God, Oh God,’ the woman atop Rob went wild with delight. Her head was raised upwards, and she was drooling.

  All of them were naked now, cavorting with each of their partners.

  Mark was kneeling down, as he penetrated his partner from behind - doggie style.

  Lex was enjoying an expert blow job from one woman, who looked like a Brazilian model, with her golden skin and dark, curly hair.

  Meanwhile, two women were pleasuring Ted with their expert tongues, passing his dong from one mouth to the other. Ted stood, slightly crouching, slapping his big erection into their hungry, seeking mouths.

  On the floor, Lance was busy slurping the blonde’s muff, while she writhed pleasurably on the floor.

  The beauteous woman atop Rob climaxed first, and her moans of enjoyment filled the room. Rob gave one more dominant thrust into the woman’s soggy, slick crack before ejaculating himself.

  Within minutes, the rest followed suit.

  Chapter 4: Building New Bridges

  Rob had gained immense popularity since his exemplary performance during the Eagles vs. Hawks football match. Everywhere he went, he was mobbed by adoring fans. He was nicknamed ‘Beasty Rob’, a moniker he earned from fans, in honor of his incredible ‘beastly’ touchdowns.

  “Beasty Rob, Beasty Rob,” the crowd chanted as he waved his hand, with a forced smile pasted on his good-looking face.

  He was glad that he had made his fans happy, but he was unmoved by all the adulation he was receiving. All he cared about was being the best quarterback. To him, women were his playthings, and the world was his playground.

  During the past days, however, there was someone, who had intermittently invaded his mind. For the first time, he kept thinking of someone – it was the woman from the pink box.

  It was during one of the team’s charity appearances that Rob’s placid lake of life started to ripple because of one small stone.

  “May I take your orders?” the petite woman in her uniform asked them.

  The team had a stop-over in a small food outlet on their way to Sun Valley. Nobody noticed the woman at first, the members of the team were busy girl-watching and horsing around.

  Rob was the first one to notice her. He was drawn to her lovely, oval face and emerald eyes. She looks familiar, Rob mused, closely examining the woman’s face.

  The woman from the pink box!

  Rob’s heart did a double flip and his pulses quickened when the realization struck him.

  “Hey boys,” Rob hollered to his team mates, ”order your food first.” He turned to the woman, “For me, I want an orange juice and a salad.”

  “What’s your salad dressing, sir?”

  “Thousand Island, please,” Rob grinned at her.

  Rob read the nameplate attached to her uniform; it read; Megan Walker. Aha! Cool name, he thought.

  No one in the team noticed Megan. She was dressed in a revealing costume during Rob’s party, but presently, she looked inconspicuous, without makeup, in her drab waitress uniform.

  It was only Rob who noticed her, because he had memorized Megan’s face during the days that he had thought of her intermittently. Nevertheless, he didn’t want to embarrass her in front of so many people, hence, he pretended not to know her.

  I have to get her number though, Rob vowed to himself.

  When Megan delivered more orders, Rob followed her to the counter.

  “I’m Rob,” he extended his hand.

  “I know,” Megan replied, her lips crinkling at the corners.

  “Can I have your number?” Rob felt like a high school boy pursuing his first crush. In the past, he had been bold with girls because they had pursued him; it was the first time he was doing the pursuing, and it made him feel like a bumbling novice.

  �
�I’m sorry?” Megan threw him a steely glare.

  “Your number?” Rob repeated, abashed.

  “Sorry, I don’t give my number to strangers,” Megan declared firmly.

  She left Rob standing at the counter, stunned. It was the first time a woman had refused to give him her number. Women had been swarming around him ever since, and they had given him their numbers even if he didn’t ask.

  The nerve, Rob was shaking his head. He was thankful no one heard their awkward exchange. With heavy steps, he went back to their table.

  Chapter 5: The Pursuit

  Back at home, Rob was still in denial that Megan had rejected him. He wanted to forget and hate her, but as the days rolled by, Megan’s image was growing more and more vivid in his mind.

  I’m going mad, he said to himself. I have to see her.

  Rob wore a baseball cap, a blue sweatshirt and a muffler that covered his mouth and nose to disguise himself. He drove quickly to the food outlet where Megan worked, and waited for her to get off from work.

  “I’m going downtown, care for a ride?” he asked Megan tentatively, when he spotted her.

  Megan glanced at him and said: “No, thanks.” She left Rob staring blankly at her retreating back.

  Before Rob could catch up with her, the bus arrived and she took off.

  Dumbo! You should have taken hold of her, he reprimanded himself, his fist clenched in anger. What am I doing? If a woman doesn’t want me, then why would I care?

  Nonetheless, when Rob went home, he felt empty and sad. Megan’s pretty face was emblazoned in his mind, and it refused to go away.

  The following day, he rang the store, “May I speak to Megan?”

  “May I know who’s calling?”

  “It’s Rob, Rob Thomas.”

  “Oh,” there was a pause from the other end of the line, “the football player?”

  “Yeah.”

  Rob could hear the shrieks of excitement in the background, then the woman came on again, “Hold on for a sec, please.”