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    Touchdown for Love: A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2
    Touchdown for Love: A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2
    Touchdown for Love: A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2
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    Touchdown for Love: A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2

    By Sarah Smith

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    Lindsay Rice is a school teacher who moved to Miami for the beach and sun. But a teacher’s salary doesn’t cover the cost of living. She takes a job at the Kingfish Club, the professional baseball team’s exclusive club for fans with lots of money. Good tips and good times, she enjoys working there. Always conscientious, she is aware that the waitresses are not allowed to date the customers. When Samwell Graffton, a man she assumes is a financial advisor of some sort, asks her out, she repeatedly tells him no.

    Samwell doesn’t give up easily, though. There’s something about Lindsay that calls to him. Part of that siren call is the fact that she has no idea he’s the starting quarterback for the Miami Sharks. She’s no groupie, only after his money, and he admires the fact that she works two jobs to make ends meet.

    Will they find true love?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBetty Johnson
    Release dateMay 16, 2016
    ISBN9781311184832
    Touchdown for Love: A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2
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    Sarah Smith

    Making a career goal come true, Sarah has completed her first children's book. The book started out as a short story requirement in an assignment while completing a course at the Institute of Children's Literature. After completing the course, I concentrated on my career in the corporate world. Not feeling fully satisfied with the corporate world and needing the funds to survive, I continued in the corporate world until my retirement in 2012. Always knowing that I wanted to complete my book, I started down the road to accomplish the goal. The dream has finally surfaced again and I'm on my way. Thanks to the help of Smashwords, I have found a way to publish my book on the internet which I've always believe was the best way to get your book to as many readers as possible.

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      This is not a clean romance. If you have read the first book, you might think that it would be fine to read book two; unfortunately, about 89% into the short story it seriously changes.

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    Touchdown for Love - Sarah Smith

    Touchdown

    for Love

    A Clean BWWM Interracial Romance Book 2

    By: Sarah Smith

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    Copyright 2015 by Sarah Smith

    This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

    About the Author

    Sarah Smith is an educator for two decades. She maintains a teacher’s blog and spends her free time reading romance novels.

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    Smashwords Edition 2016

    Manufactured in the United States of America

    Table of Contents

    Copyright

    About the Author

    Chapter One

    Chapter Two

    Chapter Three

    Chapter Four

    Chapter Five

    Chapter Six

    Chapter Seven

    Chapter Eight

    Chapter Nine

    Chapter Ten

    Chapter Eleven

    Recommended readings

    CHAPTER ONE

    Lindsay stared in the mirror at her hair, wondering why she even bothered. Her blonde curls would not be tamed in the humid air of Florida. She had dried her hair, using the roll brush like her hair stylist had taught her. When she did it, and used the straightener after, Lindsay’s hair was as smooth and straight as if she’d been born with it. When Lindsay tried to do it herself, she looked like the static electricity queen, hairs standing in all directions, even if they were straight. She huffed out a breath, grabbed a hair tie, and braided her hair back. She often thought about cutting it off, but when she could tame it, she loved it.

    But at 6:15 in the morning and in a rush, she decided she didn’t care. Besides, her second graders didn’t care if her hair looked good; they only cared that she was their teacher and that she loved them. She smiled as she thought of them, her sweet students who were happy to see her each day. Sure, teaching paid nothing, especially in Florida, but she loved her job. She loved seeing their faces light up when they finally understood a concept or when she awarded them with a sticker for a good deed.

    After completing the braid, she picked up her makeup brush and began applying the minimal makeup she wore to school. She’d have to remember to put her makeup bag into the larger bag with her work clothes for tonight. The Kingfish had a game, so she’d be working her second job at the Kingfish Club, the exclusive club at the ballpark for those wealthy enough to have season tickets. She didn’t enjoy the second job as much as the first, but if she wanted to pay the bills, she had to have it. The tips were good, and most of the patrons were polite, but when the Kingfish had a weeknight game in town, she worked an eighteen-hour day.

    She left the bathroom, the only one in the small, two-bedroom apartment she shared with her best friend, Abbie. In her bedroom, she packed her bag for her second job, mentally going over her checklist to make sure she didn’t forget anything. The shoes she wore for school, professional flats with a pair of slacks and a nice blouse, would not do for a night on her feet. Thankfully, her waitressing outfit included a pair of very comfortable Nikes for the long evenings serving customers, running from the bar to the tables.

    In the living room, Lindsay found Abbie sitting quietly on the couch, coffee cup in hand, laptop open while she browsed Facebook. Lindsay was a little jealous of Abbie’s morning routine. Her job as a receptionist at a large corporation downtown did not begin until nine, so she had plenty of time to relax in the morning. If Lindsay didn’t leave by 6:45, she was late to school.

    Morning, Abbie, Lindsay called as she walked the three steps from the hallway and into the kitchen.

    Good morning. Coffee is made, Abbie replied.

    You’re a lifesaver, you know that? Lindsay said.

    Abbie usually made the coffee in the morning because she had more time, but Lindsay would make it if Abbie didn’t. The two of them had been taking care of each other since they were roommates in college. While Lindsay had stayed up north for the first few years of adulthood, Abbie had moved to Florida immediately after college and loved it. Lindsay had joined her in Miami just a few months ago.

    Lindsay walked into the living room and dropped onto the overstuffed chair beside the couch, putting her bag next to her. Abbie glanced at her, then the bag. Working tonight?

    Yep. The Kingfish are playing the Lions tonight. Should be a good game, Lindsay said as she sat down for a few minutes to enjoy her coffee.

    You know I don’t keep up with sports, Abbie reminded her, gesturing with her coffee mug. What time do you think you’ll be home?

    Game starts at 6:15, should be over by ten-ish. Sometime after that, I guess, Lindsay sighed, mourning the loss of sleep before she even lost it. I’m just thankful baseball season started, and they were looking for a new waitress.

    And lucky you look the way you do, or they wouldn’t have hired you, Abbie stated blatantly.

    Lindsay didn’t like to admit that she’d gotten the job because she had curves men practically drooled over. Her long black hair and shockingly green eyes didn’t hurt; she was, as Abbie called her, exotic. Lindsay had come to terms with the fact that her tips were often high because of the way she looked, sometimes more so than they were for how well she waited tables.

    Maybe you should rethink teaching down here, Abbie mused. She’d closed her laptop to focus on their conversation, even though they’d had this same conversation more than a few times. Lindsay shrugged for an answer, and Abbie continued. Seriously, you could make a lot more money doing what I do, and you wouldn’t have to work an extra job.

    I know, I know, but I really do like teaching. I’ve thought about going back and getting my principal’s certification, but I don’t think I’d like that at all. Teaching is so. . . she let her voice trail off as she searched for the word.

    Low paying? Without benefits? Abbie supplied, snickering.

    Lindsay looked at her balefully. I was going to say fulfilling. And what do you mean without benefits? I have a week off at Thanksgiving, two weeks at Christmas, and all summer off!

    With no money to go do anything, Abbie reminded her.

    Lindsay sighed loudly. True. But at least I’m off. And I really do love my kids.

    Yeah, you would, Abbie said. When Lindsay’s brow furrowed, she clarified, That sounded ugly, but you know I didn’t mean it that way. I meant, you love everybody. You can’t help yourself.

    Lindsay narrowed her eyes and playfully commented, Unlike the cold-hearted ice queen who sits before me?

    Exactly! Abbie exclaimed, gesturing a little too vigorously with her coffee cup and sloshing some of the hot liquid on her leg. As she wiped it, she continued. I go to work, do my job politely, and come home.

    Sounds like a dream, Lindsay murmured as she thought of the papers she wouldn’t get graded sitting on her desk. They would just have to wait until the next day. Besides, the only thing that bugs me about the Kingfish Club job is how often I get hit on.

    Abbie laughed. "At

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