His coach told him not to touch me.
But we did a whole lot more than touch.
Now I’m pregnant, and he’s in trouble.
His time’s up. It’s me or the game.
My basketball coach has one rule.
Players don’t f*ck cheerleaders.
I broke that rule when I met Rebekah.
Her full red lips begged me for a taste,
And I gave her what she wanted.
Now she’s carrying my child, and I’m back on the bench.
The world knows our dirty little secret,
But Coach is giving me one more chance,
The only chance I want is from her though.
And I won’t take no for an answer.
I’ll take the court, but I’ll take Rebekah first.
I’m not just playing for the love of the game,
This time, I’m playing for keeps. $0.99 on Kindle.
