Curves and the Quartback (Eastgate BBW Romance Series Book 3) by Elle Gordon Page B

Kline underwear ad. It was a black and white photo of him with his ripped, muscular arms holding a football, and almost naked– save for the boxer briefs he was advertising. Ladies everywhere drooled over this guy. Yet, his biggest flaw was that in over five years in the spotlight, he had never been seen dating another woman. He didn’t even date the celebrities who there themselves at him.
                  “Having Gavin Walker on our client list is going to put us in the biggest focus we have ever been in,” I explained to Janice.
                  “Look, Kimberly,” Janice stopped spinning around in the chair and looked me in the eyes. “A fuck buddy of mine sent this guy down to us because he didn’t want to deal with it. The media is trying to pair him with the wrong women and it’s doing bad things for his wrap. Maybe he’s gay, I dunno.”
                  “Gavin Walker isn’t gay,” I retorted.
                  “Whatever,” Janice rolled her eyes. “I know nothing about this guy and you seem to, so I’m putting you in charge of this one.”
                  “You’re putting me in charge of Gavin Walker?” I was dumbfounded.
                  “Yes, Kimberly,” Janice groaned. “Don’t make me regret this.”
                  “I won’t!” I said excitedly as I started for the door.
                  “Oh, and Kimberly?”
                  “Yes?” I asked turning around.
                  “He’ll be here in twenty minutes.”
     

 
The Quarterback
     
                  I scrambled around my desk looking for a pen and paper. When I found one, I searched every online blog I could in the next few minutes to get a fresh idea about the gossip over Gavin. During my brief research, I saw him linked to a couple of models and even Taylor Swift. Nothing seemed to be like romance, however, or any recent scandals. I started to wonder what he might need a P.R. agency to do for him.
                  A few people in the office gasped as a group of men entered the room. In the middle, in a fitted white polo shirt and dark jeans, was Gavin. Quickly, I made my way over to the group of guys to engage them.
                  “Hello, gentlemen,” I greeted. “My name is Kimberly and I’m in charge of P.R. under the direction of Janice. Welcome in!”
                  “Hello, Kimberly,” said a man who was wearing a suit. “My name is Doug Keelman and I’m Mr. Walker’s attorney.
                  “Nice to meet you, Mr. Keelman,” I said shaking his hand. Then my eyes moved to Gavin. He was taller and more muscular than I expected. His eyes were crystal blue, and their color was vivid next to his tanned skin. Everything about him exuded sexiness. “It’s an honor for us to represent you, Mr. Walker.”
                  “Thanks,” Gavin said succinctly. He made a slight amount of eye contact with me and we shook hands. Then he placed himself back in the center of his entourage without saying a word. It was strange to me that he was so stern. There was something extremely intimidating about him, even more than just his celebrity.
                  “Hello, gentlemen!” Janice said winding around the corner. It seemed that she used the past twenty minutes to fix her hair and reapply a layer of make up on her tight face. “My name is Janice, C.E.O. of Eastgate Public Relations, Inc. Welcome in!”
                  “Hello,” said Doug Keelman. “I’m Doug; we spoke on the phone.”
                  “Oh, yes,” Janice lightly smirked. “Very nice to meet you. And I presume you are Mr. Walker, very nice to meet you as well.”
                  I was shocked that Janice even knew what he looked like. Likely, it was just a lucky guess. It was just her style to give me a