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Authors: Ashley Bostock
Tags: series, Contemporary Romance, Collections, CEO, Finance, Accounting, sexy series, girls with guns, credit union, dance competition, Silver Slippers Saloon, Gun shy, trigger happy, handguns, concealed weapon
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slept with him years ago, met him again, he's a jerk who kisses you to prove he is right! Who does that? AND, this entire time he is trying to dismiss you! My advice to you is to find someone better."
Amber knew she was right. She needed to figure out a way to get over him. At least for the next week she was going to be too busy with rehearsals for the dance-off at the festival to worry too much about him. At least there was that until she had to go into the credit union and sign papers for her loan.
"I know. I deserve someone better. My father would agree with you."
"Hell yeah, he would Amber. He loved you dearly. He would only want the best for you and sad to say, Gage isn't it."
"He would. If only it wasn't my fault that he isn't here today, I miss them so much Gabbie."
Gabbie reached across the table grabbing her hand, "Amber, you have to stop blaming yourself for your parent’s death. It wasn't your fault. Trust me, they would not want you to blame yourself for anything. It wasn't anyone's fault what happened to them. It was just an accident, honey. I take it you never talked to a psychologist yet?"
"No. It was my fault, though. They wouldn't even have been flying that day, if it hadn't been for me. I thought it was so important for them to be at that stupid game. It was important. But I should have left it alone, when they said they weren't going to make it in time. Instead, I kept hounding them and hounding them. It's a wonder I even want to win this competition, but I'm ready. This is the year. I know Mother Nature and I can feel it in the air. We will win. My parents deserve this."
"Amber, you deserve this. It's a huge honor to want this for your parents, but this is all you. You deserve to win this thing and you will. Your mother created this foundation because of you. When you win and are standing out in the middle of that football field with seventy thousand screaming fans, I hope you will finally accept that it is you, your dancers and all of your hard work that has gotten you there. Start believing that - believing in yourself."
Amber tried to keep the tears from falling. Logically, everything her friend said was right, but she couldn't get her heart to believe it. She did need to see a psychologist, she knew. She carried around a lot of guilt from her parents’ accident but she hoped with time, the guilt would go away.
When Pricilla Prescott formed the Girls’ Power Foundation, the idea behind it was to empower young girls through dance by showing them how to believe in themselves and how to achieve goals, gain confidence and to learn the bonds of sisterhood. With Pricilla and Ward's kind of connections, they began sponsoring young girls that participated in dance or cheerleading to perform on the field for the professional football games when they played at home. The more awareness it brought to fans, the bigger her foundation became. Pricilla wanted to give the girls something bigger and better, something that they wanted badly enough that would make them work harder to achieve their goals. This was how the Fall Festival competitions were born. There were certain requirements to be in the competition, of course. And, once those requirements were met, only a hundred teams got picked for the semi-finals, then it was narrowed down to seventy-five, then fifty, and now the twenty-five teams - which Amber's girls were a part of. The finals were held in Windsor and once the winner was chosen, it would literally be the following Sunday that the girls would begin their five minutes of fame for every home game thereafter.
"I will try, I promise. Do you need to get back to work? Can I come with you and see if there is anything I want to buy before the Grand Opening?"
"Of course you can. But you have to pay me in cash, my POS system isn't quite ready yet."
The ladies paid their tab and headed toward Gabriella's lingerie store, Lolita. She opened up her store on Windsor's main drag - generally the best place
Amber knew she was right. She needed to figure out a way to get over him. At least for the next week she was going to be too busy with rehearsals for the dance-off at the festival to worry too much about him. At least there was that until she had to go into the credit union and sign papers for her loan.
"I know. I deserve someone better. My father would agree with you."
"Hell yeah, he would Amber. He loved you dearly. He would only want the best for you and sad to say, Gage isn't it."
"He would. If only it wasn't my fault that he isn't here today, I miss them so much Gabbie."
Gabbie reached across the table grabbing her hand, "Amber, you have to stop blaming yourself for your parent’s death. It wasn't your fault. Trust me, they would not want you to blame yourself for anything. It wasn't anyone's fault what happened to them. It was just an accident, honey. I take it you never talked to a psychologist yet?"
"No. It was my fault, though. They wouldn't even have been flying that day, if it hadn't been for me. I thought it was so important for them to be at that stupid game. It was important. But I should have left it alone, when they said they weren't going to make it in time. Instead, I kept hounding them and hounding them. It's a wonder I even want to win this competition, but I'm ready. This is the year. I know Mother Nature and I can feel it in the air. We will win. My parents deserve this."
"Amber, you deserve this. It's a huge honor to want this for your parents, but this is all you. You deserve to win this thing and you will. Your mother created this foundation because of you. When you win and are standing out in the middle of that football field with seventy thousand screaming fans, I hope you will finally accept that it is you, your dancers and all of your hard work that has gotten you there. Start believing that - believing in yourself."
Amber tried to keep the tears from falling. Logically, everything her friend said was right, but she couldn't get her heart to believe it. She did need to see a psychologist, she knew. She carried around a lot of guilt from her parents’ accident but she hoped with time, the guilt would go away.
When Pricilla Prescott formed the Girls’ Power Foundation, the idea behind it was to empower young girls through dance by showing them how to believe in themselves and how to achieve goals, gain confidence and to learn the bonds of sisterhood. With Pricilla and Ward's kind of connections, they began sponsoring young girls that participated in dance or cheerleading to perform on the field for the professional football games when they played at home. The more awareness it brought to fans, the bigger her foundation became. Pricilla wanted to give the girls something bigger and better, something that they wanted badly enough that would make them work harder to achieve their goals. This was how the Fall Festival competitions were born. There were certain requirements to be in the competition, of course. And, once those requirements were met, only a hundred teams got picked for the semi-finals, then it was narrowed down to seventy-five, then fifty, and now the twenty-five teams - which Amber's girls were a part of. The finals were held in Windsor and once the winner was chosen, it would literally be the following Sunday that the girls would begin their five minutes of fame for every home game thereafter.
"I will try, I promise. Do you need to get back to work? Can I come with you and see if there is anything I want to buy before the Grand Opening?"
"Of course you can. But you have to pay me in cash, my POS system isn't quite ready yet."
The ladies paid their tab and headed toward Gabriella's lingerie store, Lolita. She opened up her store on Windsor's main drag - generally the best place
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