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Bridget looked absolutely appalled as she slapped his arm away. “Roger, not in front of Keith.” A small blush tinted her cheeks as she shook her head at her husband’s antics.
“He’s old enough darling.”
They slid into the back and continued their playful banter. Roger was torn between wanting to wrench the cab door open and race down the street to forget he ever heard his parents flirting and wanting to listen to them just a while longer because despite his insistence that they should stop because they were disgustingly cute, he actually quite liked hearing them.
Even though he didn’t want, nor did he believe he could have that love himself, he was happy that his parents managed to find it together. His mother was a fantastic woman, and his father was an amazing man, and they both deserved happiness together.Even if it made Keith sick to his stomach.
They stopped outside the hotel a while later, and his parents waved goodbye as they got into the big brass double doors.
When Keith got home, he groped around for the light switch that illuminated his spacious bachelor pad. He walked to the fridge and pulled out a beer, which he downed in one gulp. He checked his watch and realized he’d better get to bed because he had a meeting with his manager the next day.
He wanted to discuss his public image, and his need for a publicist.
Keith didn’t see what the point was, all he wanted was to hear people chant his name. He wanted the women to go crazy for him on the court, and he wanted to make them chant his name over and over in the bedroom.
So far, he was doing a fine job of that, so he didn’t understand the point of a publicist.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and tossed his beer into the bin before making his way to the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes, took off his shirt and pants and slipped into a pair of sweatpants and a loose t-shirt.
He plopped down onto the bed and drifted off to sleep with thoughts of a blue eyed blonde dancing behind his eyelids.
Chapter 2
“Remind me again, why do I have to do this?” Keith asked the next day as he poured his coffee into a travel mug and searched for his keys.
His manager’s sigh was loud and audible, even without the phone pressed to his ear. “Keith, we’ve already talked about this. You’re new to the NBA, but you’re already attracting a lot of buzz.”
“And that’s what I want.” Keith pointed out as he locked the front door behind him.
“Yes, but we need to work a certain angle. You’ve got the bad boy looks and maybe a little bit of the charm, now we just need the media to fall in love with your heart of gold.”
“You really are full of it, man.” Keith slid into his car and put the phone on Bluetooth speaker.
“It’s why you hired me.” His manager, Dan, responded not missing a beat as Keith heard him type something out on his phone.
“I thought I hired you because of your expertise.” Keith backed up a little before he moved forward and began to head towards his destination.
“That’s the kind of thing you tell a client to get them to hire you.”
Keith laughed as he turned right to avoid an incoming car. “You’re a snake charmer, Dan. I’ll be there in ten.”
“One more thing,” Dan called out before Keith could hang up.
“Don’t flirt with her.” Dan warned.
“It’s a her?” Curiousity laced his tone.
“Yes, she’s one of the best in the business, so don’t screw it up.”
“I won’t, see you.” The phone ended with a click, and Keith arrived at his destination a few minutes later, wondering what this potential publicist looked like, and why Dan warned him not to flirt with her. It wasn’t like he couldn’t keep it in his pants if he wanted to be professional.
He shut the car door behind him, and clicked the car locked before he made his way inside the glamorous building, with its crystal windows and looming architecture.
Once inside, he headed towards the elevator and hit the button for the fourth floor. A loud ding announced his arrival, and he exited the elevator and headed towards the first office on the right as per Dan’s instructions. He saw the back of his manager’s head as he sat and conversed with a woman he couldn’t quite see.
He only saw the top of her blonde head, and a pair of shapely legs peeking at him from underneath a desk. His pushed his glasses up his nose as he walked towards the office.
He pushed the door open and let it close behind him.
