ROOKIE
SEASON
by V.K. Robbins
Talented young
ballplayer Clay Love has just been called up from the minors to play major
league baseball. Freelance writer and divorcée Rose Lasting, the world's
biggest baseball fan, wasn't expecting to fall in love when she fell into
Clay's arms, but fall in love she did. Now they are caught up in a whirlwind
romance complicated by the paparazzi, Clay's ex-girlfriend, Rose's ex-husband,
and a stalker who puts Rose's life in grave danger. Saving her life and
catching her attacker takes you on a roller coaster of emotion and intrigue
that you won't soon forget.
Rookie Season is
the first book in the Love in the Ballpark Series, by V.K. Robbins. This adult
erotic romance tale sizzles with romantic and sexual chemistry, emotion, and
suspense. Once you start reading, you won't be able to put it down.
Steve,
Joe, Dave and I were waiting in the living room. I called up to Sam several
times. He didn’t answer.
“He’s
probably having trouble deciding which Clay Love jersey to wear,” Dave joked.
I ran up
the stairs and knocked on his door. “Sam?”
No
answer.
I turned
the doorknob and pushed the door open slowly.
“Sam, are
you ready?”
Still no
answer.
I walked
through his room toward his bathroom. When I came around the other side of his
bed, I saw him. He was laying on the floor unconscious.
I
screamed, “Call 911! It’s Sam!”
In less
than two seconds, Steve was in the room. He must have taken the stairs three at
a time. He pushed me out of the way and knelt next to Sam, checking his pulse,
listening for breathing.
“He’s
alive! Let’s not wait for an ambulance. We can get him there faster.”
“No,”
said. “The hospital is close. The ambulance is probably already here.”
I was
right. Within a couple of minutes, the paramedics were lifting Sam onto a
gurney. Dave and Morrison held the photographers back so the paramedics could
get Sam to the ambulance.
Steve
took my arm. “Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital.” Then he looked at Joe.
“Do you have that paperwork?” Joe nodded. I had no idea what paperwork they
were talking about, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get in the car and get
to the hospital as fast as possible. Joe and Steve got me into the car. Dave
was going to watch the house and Morrison would be following to the hospital in
another car to help with security there, if needed.
All I
could think about was Sam.
In the
car, I asked Steve, “How long was it since anybody saw him? How long could he
have been lying there?”
“I don’t
know,” Steve said.
“I saw
him several hours ago, right after lunch. He said he was tired. He was going
upstairs to rest.”
“So he
could have been there for hours? Oh my god.” I put my head in my hands.
“There’s
something I need to tell you.”
Veronica Robbins is a published author of both
fiction and nonfiction who has been writing professionally for the last 20
years. In addition to writing fiction and poetry (her first love), she is also
an expert grant writer and copy writer.
When she's not writing, she's watching baseball, enjoying her children,
reading, and trying to train her dog, Handsome, who so far has been very
successful at training her. You can follow Veronica on Facebook or through her
blog, A Writer's Journey.
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