ROMANCE: DBL Coverage (Bad Boy Sports Romance)(Alpha Male Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Womens Fiction Romance)

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her daughter had gone against her wishes. It was not something that she had to say out loud. That was the type of man that she had warned her about. Civ seen knew him for what he was, no matter if he didn’t have a leather jacket on. Andre was a man that just took what he wanted and the last thing she wanted him to set his sights on was her daughter. She wouldn’t let her fall down the wrong path. Civ had also noticed the interest and as she looked at her now, it was still there, the wonder and the pull of a bad boy.
    “Mom, I just told him my name. You are acting like I started to strip for him or something. You are really blowing it this all out of proportion.”
    Civ couldn’t believe that her mind had even gone there. Her look was sharp to Namadi, but in true form of this new woman she had created, her daughter did not give in an inch.
    “The very fact that you would even say that to me makes me wonder.”
    “Wonder all you want mom. It was just a name. We have been here for almost four days and I am bored. He didn’t seem like such a bad guy. I think everyone is going to be surprised how it all turns out.”
    Namadi had a feeling that what she said was true. There was a reason that it was all happening and she had a feeling that it was going to be bigger than everyone thought. In a way she wished that her mom didn’t get the opportunity. It would mean a new job for her soon and then it would mean another move. Now that she was eighteen and fresh out of high school, Namadi decided then that she wouldn’t move again. They had moved at least ten times in her childhood. Never having any roots, she wanted to make some and no matter what happened from all of the craziness that they had been thrust into Namadi was not going to get caught up in her mother’s whirlwind.
    “Not a bad guy? Are we talking about the same one? I know that you have read the reports that are coming out, the ones we were watching the other night. He has been bad news for a long time and I don’t want you anywhere near a guy like that. There is something about him that I don’t like Namadi and you need to stay away from him.”
    “So you don’t mind if I talk to some of the other bikers?”
    She was being difficult, she knew that, but it seemed only fair after what she had been dragged into. There was something to be said with having the slight upper hand.
    “You know what I mean. I don’t know why we are even talking about this. He is not even your type.”
    “I didn’t want to talk about this. All I did was tell him my name and you have been going on ever since. If you want me to leave and get out of this whole mess, I am sure they will let us out. The police are just stopping more people from coming in, not the other way around. It is what we should have done to begin with.”
    Civ didn’t like the tone of her daughter’s voice, but she liked even less the idea of giving up her small moment of fame. She became a news reporter instead of a writer, not because of the stories, but she wanted the fame that came with it. She had always imagined herself the person everyone would want to talk to and now she was it. It was not quite the way that her imagination had made it happen, but she didn’t want to lose her minute in the light.
    “We don’t have to leave Namadi, just stay away from those men. They will do nothing but cause you more trouble. Trust me on this, I know.”
    She spoke as if she had experience with the bad boys, but she didn’t want to say anything one way or another. There was something in her eyes, the faraway look that made her daughter wonder what it was.
    “I have to do something. I can’t just sit in this room anymore. While you are having your moment or whatever, I am stuck in this tiny room. I am going out. The whole time they have been here, they have been preaching non-violence. There hasn’t been any and I really want to get out. I’m going tonight to get out and if that is a problem, I will leave. I

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