Daring Play (Dangerous Book 3) by Romi Hart

Author:Romi Hart [Hart, Romi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sports Romance, Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Sensual Story Theme, Hearts Desire, Multicultural, Life-Changes, Beautiful & Feisty, Action & Adventure, Dangerous Series, Pro-Athlete Career, Sports & Field Games, Physical Sports, Adult Themes
Publisher: Romi Hart
Published: 2019-01-09T05:00:00+00:00

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I believed I was getting on quite well. Four weeks went by and I had not heard a word from Cody.

Although, I had not made a single complaint, Angelique still offered his condolences.

“They’ve been playing out of state, you know. He probably hasn’t had time for visiting.”

I scoffed. “That’s why cell phones were invented! Oh well…we both got what we wanted. He had his day and I got him out my hair.”

I knew by now it wasn’t that hard to wash a man away. Men were uninhibited. Even the shyest and clumsiest were able to make their intentions known. They didn’t beat down doors like fan girls – they were far too strategic for that. They pursued patiently. They lied, schemed, stalked, bribed and swindled for their objects of affection. It was as my brothers had said, ‘all men want, some men need.’ It’s finding the one who loves that is so difficult.

Every day, I distanced him further in my mind. I had no patience for men who separated women into easy to hard-to-get categories, wearing the hearts of the most challenging ones around their belts like trophies.

Men were easy. They were as transparent as glass. I kept these thoughts foremost in my head as I rehearsed the new opening number for our autumn show.

“We want to circulate you more this time,” said my choreographer, leading me through the steps.

Mr. Harrington watched from the shadow of the backstage entrance, his arms folded, his eyes measuring the effects.

“Involve the whole audience, not just the front tables. We will have four male dance performers, situated here, here, and here. As you come to their tables, they will stand up and interact with you.”

I practiced.

“The whole floor. The whole floor” interrupted Harrington. “I want you to take up the whole floor.”

I tried again, coordinating the song and dance with a stroll through an invisible audience. “Like liquid. Move like liquid.”

I tried again, then again, each rehearsal bringing me closer to perfection, or at least what Mr. Harrington wanted.

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