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I know we’re all looking forward to the third installment in this series and I wanted to get this sample ready to share with you quickly. In Fraternity Housemaid, we witnessed Tuck and Anijah’s relationship develop further, but they still don’t seem close to their happily ever after…

For the next installment in this series of interracial romance stories set in a college setting, keep reading. Fraternity Playmate will include the long-awaited Halloween party and some big steps for Anijah and Tuck plus PLENTY of incredible hot scenes.

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Romance Novel Excerpts: Fraternity Playmate | Book #3

Emily’s leaning in my door frame with healed bruises on her arm, but a shiner that looks like she was brawling with a grizzly bear. I wince at the thought that Kyle did this to her. And he only spent one night in the drunk tank.

“Remind me why you’re here?” I ask, doing my best to sound uninterested, “And remind me again why you decided not to press charges.”

“Kyle’s my boyfriend. He loves me. I can’t send my boyfriend to jail.”

“He beats the shit out of you every chance he gets.”

“So? You could have stopped that.”

“Get to the point, Em. If Kyle sees us talking, he’ll put you in the hospital.”

She tucks hair behind her ears and wets her lips.

“I need you to help me.”

“With what?”

“Distract Kyle. Get him someone new to hook up with so he can leave me alone for like...a week, I don’t know.”

“Let me get this straight... you want me to hook up the boyfriend that you love with someone else?”

“Exactly.”

“Wouldn’t it have been easier to send him to prison?”

“No!” Emily balks, “And I can’t send him to prison. We have a trip booked to St. Tropez for thanksgiving.”

“Planning to get there in a body bag?”

“This isn’t fucking funny, Tuck. He’s fucking losing it because he has to retake the LSAT. Like... if I don’t distract him, he’ll lose his fucking mind and I don’t want to be responsible for that.”

“Fine. I’ll find some Omega Omega skank and hook them up.”

“Yeah. Or it can be a Double-D. I don’t care.”

“Aren’t you worried about him bringing something home?”

She stares at me blankly.

“Chlamydia, for example?” I blurt out. 

She huffs.

“I have bigger fucking problems than chlamydia.”

“Oh-Kay. Fine. But I don’t work for free.”

Emily touches her cheek.

“My mouth is sore, I can’t give you a blowjob.”

“Not that kind of payment, sweetheart.”

“Then what? I’m not fucking you again... asshole.”

Her attitude could use some improvement, but Emily can do something for me.

“It’s easier than that. Lila has something that belongs to me.”

She snickers.

“What, your balls or your dignity?”

“Neither. She has a sex tape. To be clear, I gave it to her but... I need it gone. All copies and the memory card.”

“Fine. Whatever. Text me the details.”

I grab her by the forearm before she can bounce off and consider a job well done.

“I’m serious,” I say, “Lila catches word of this and you won’t have to worry about Kyle putting you in the ground.”

“Jesus Fucking Christ, Tuck,” she snaps, wrestling her arm away from me, “Have I told you lately that you’re a fucking sociopath?”

How I wish that were true. If I were a sociopath, I wouldn’t have spent every waking moment of the past week thinking about Anijah and how I can get her back. I ignore Emily’s diagnosis.

“Halloween night. Make an excuse to stay back for 45 minutes and I swear... I find out you leave any copy behind and I’ll tell Kyle myself that we had sex again.”

“Tuck!” 

“Don’t fuck with me.”

“I won’t. I won’t. Geez. Who the hell are you even having sex with?”

At least I know Lila kept her end of the bargain up.

“Mind your damn business, Emily. Do we have an agreement?”

She nods as we both hear Kyle hollering through the house.

“EMILY! EMILY WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!”

Her eyes go wide and she hurries toward the stairs. I think we have an agreement. I rake my fingers through my hair with relief. It’s been three days since I’ve seen Anijah. I watch her sometimes. I drive to the parking lot where I’d drop her off for her early morning class and I watch her walking into class with her tight little outfits. She wears cute dresses. Too short. But cute. And she always has a string of pearls around her neck or giant pearl studs. Her natural hair bounces behind her like a thick cloud. I don’t think she ever notices me which suits me fine. If Lila found out I was doing this, she’d lose her mind. 

I might as well work on my thesis. And then Lila’s changing our Halloween costume. Again. I forget why I agreed to go with her sometimes. She floated the idea of us dressing up as a bride and groom. I thought I would hit her but the flicker of rage in my eye must have changed her mind. 

At two in the morning, right when I’m about to head to bed, Chet comes to my door.

“Dude, there’s a chick waiting for you outside.”

My heart drops to my stomach. Is Anijah a fucking idiot? If Lila finds out she’s here before I get Emily to destroy the sex tape, we’re both screwed. 

“Send her up.”

“No way, bro. She wants to see you downstairs. And I’m not letting you hog all the hot chicks again.”

I follow him downstairs, reluctantly at first, until he hands me a PBR, which I drink on the way down. I crack open the front door and the girl standing there isn’t Anijah. I don’t even think she’s in Omega Omega, unless she’s a pledge too. She’s Latina maybe. She looks like a Carmen. I’ll have to ask Anijah later if that’s racist. She thinks I’m racist half the time. I don’t know why.

“Uh... hi.”

“You’re Tuck Murphy,” she says, definitively.

“The one and only,” I respond, grinning.

She’s giving me large brown puppy eyes and I can’t help turning on the charm.

“Wow,” She gasps, “You’re even better looking up close.”

“Uh... can I help you?”

“Yeah. I’m supposed to give you this.”

She hands me a piece of paper and walks away, glancing over her shoulder, twice. Too bad I’m spoken for. I open the piece of paper. I recognize the pen the note’s written in. The pen I gave Anijah. 

Tuck. My roommate’s spending the night in Omega Omega. Come over. I know you’re up.

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