Stroker: A Bad Boy Sports Romance - Plot & Excerpts
booms the PA. I clap my hands together. “Yeah, go Tia!” Coach Reed looks at me oddly. “You’re really taking this training thing to heart, aren’t you, son?” “Maybe I am. Fuck it. Is it so bad to want to see someone succeed?” A blip and the swimmers leap in unison. Tia gets a good start and remains well ahead of the others by the midway point. “Go!” I bellow. “Go!” She drops off a little, lanes five and six closing the gap, but she pulls it together in the last twenty to take it home. I literally jump off my seat. “Fuck yes!” A woman with her son in front of us turns around and glares. I sit. “Sorry.” Coach is smiling. “That’s my girl.” He looks to me. “You did good, son. Real good.” I nod, thankful for his praise.
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