Getting together was the easy part; staying together is proving to be a tad difficult.
Sydney and Dean decided they want to work out their long-distance relationship, for better or worse. What sounded great in theory is proving to be more difficult in action. Jealous ex-girlfriends, paparazzi stalking Sydney’s every move, and separate lives make them both question if there is truth to famous adage – true love endures all.
Can the lovebirds make it work? Or will their relationship be penalized for game misconduct?
Game Misconduct is the second part to the Breakaway series; a New Adult trilogy romance deals with long-distance relationships, trust, and finding yourself again.
“Syd,” his deep baritone greeted her as he picked up one of her hands and kissed it, “long time, no see, baby girl.”
Sydney grinned as her brain once again traveled down to her heart, which was seemingly loading up an arsenal of weapons in defense because a new competitor, her loins, was making a play. It was something at least the two agreed on. “Roman,” Sydney cleared her throat, “Hello.”
Roman stood over six feet tall. He had long dark hair, a trimmed goatee, sparkling eyes that alternated between a blue and silver color, and smooth almond skin. He had two full sleeves, in addition to other tattoos that were on his chiseled physique.
He worked as a tattoo artist and owned his own successful tattoo studio that many celebrities often frequented. He was also a minor drug dealer but only sold marijuana because in his words, it came from Mother Earth. It was a surprise to no one that Roman also owned a marijuana dispensary.
He was the bad boy answer to Sydney’s good girl persona. They fit together perfectly like peanut butter and jelly. They were also completely different like oil and water. She preferred staying home and getting her fill of Netflix. He preferred going out on the town and getting into whatever mischief he could find, which often meant Sydney posting his bail. She would love to say that he made her get drunk in public and instigate fights with other girls but it would be a boldface lie. Roman never forced her to do anything she didn’t want to do.
Instead, he fed her demons like the great devil he was.
In return, Sydney could honestly say Roman was probably the worst boyfriend she’s ever had. She lost track the number of times he’d cheated on her and found out the hard way the last time via an exam at her gynecologist’s office. Despite having a nice healthy stash of money, Roman never took Sydney out anywhere. In fact, she recalled the one time he did take her out was their first date. Every other time, she footed the bill, like the fool she was.
She knew why she did it. It was the same reason why many women put up with good-for-nothing men – the sex. Roman could put it down and turn Sydney out in zero to four seconds. His tongue was the reason why minstrels sang songs of love. His shaft was why she almost broke into a praise dance every time he stripped down. Her bedroom wall still had marks from when the headboard banged hard against it. She knew her neighbors hated when he came over and were very grateful when they finally broke up.
Now the good-for-two-things-but-horrible-at-everything-else ex was back in her face and for a very short time, in her life. At least she could be polite and make some conversation with him. “I’m surprised to see you here,” her voice remained calm and steady, though her heart was breakdancing.
“I’m here to pick up a friend for the weekend. He’s going to help me out at the studio for a bit and we’re just going to paint the town red,” he flashed his brilliant smile and his tongue briefly wet his lips. “How are you doing, baby girl?”
Sydney silently groaned at her nickname. Because she was the baby of the family, it was something everyone called her, including her friends and now Dean. The way Roman said it, however, was like pouring warm honey on a biscuit. “I’m doing well,” she cleared her throat, hoping to relieve lustful thoughts about him at the same time. He’s my ex for a reason. He’s my ex for a reason.
“You know I’m just sitting over here like I’m chopped liver because apparently that’s what I look like.” Sarah butted in.
Roman’s smile morphed into a muted grin as he stepped back and paid attention to Sarah. He never cared for her when he dated Sydney and only put up with her because she was his girl’s best friend. When he insulted Sarah one time, she threatened to call the cops on his dispensary and he laughed in her face. It wasn’t until the police showed up the next day with a search warrant, accusing Roman of making terrorist threats, that he realized how much bite Sarah really had behind her bark.
The dislike they had for each other was very much mutual. “Sarah.”
“Devil,” she greeted. She moved Sydney aside and stood face-to-face with her nemesis. “They finally let you out of county, huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk. A mind is a terrible thing to waste.”
“Sarah, I don’t want any problems,” Roman warned, “I just want to talk to Syd for a little bit.”
“Sydney is busy picking up her boyfriend,” Sarah commented. Sydney rushed over and tried to hush up her best friend but it was to no avail. Hurricane Sarah was in effect. “Yeah, I said it. Her B-O-Y-F-R-I-E-N-D fuck you.”
Game Misconduct will be out in June for 99 cents. It is the second part of the Breakaway new adult trilogy.