BACKCOURT

Naomi Brooks has one rule: never again will she be a woman’s secret.

She’s the veteran point guard of the Portland Rain, out and unapologetic, and done with women who love her behind closed doors and deny her in daylight. Then the front office trades for Camila “Cam” Duarte, the sharpshooter who ended the Rain’s season in last year’s finals. The league’s housing program puts her in the spare room of Naomi’s townhouse.

Cam is brilliant, infuriating, impossible to guard, and hiding something. Her biggest sponsor sells family values and has a morals clause. Her father preaches back in Tucson. She has never said the word out loud to anyone who could repeat it.

The walls are thin. The rivalry follows them home. Every drill, every glare across the locker room, every late-night argument in the kitchen turns hotter. When Naomi finally lays down her terms, Cam breaks every one of them with her mouth.

Naomi agrees to a private arrangement against her own rule, with one condition: the day Cam hides her in public, it ends. Behind closed doors they are all heat, hunger and possession. In the arena they’re teammates who barely speak. The shot clock is running, the season is climbing toward the playoffs, and there’s always a camera somewhere nearby.

Backcourt is a very high-heat, emotionally charged, dual-POV sapphic sports romance about rivals who become roommates, roommates who become lovers, and what it costs to choose love in front of everyone. It’s a standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after.

For adult readers only (18+). Contains frequent explicit sexual content and strong language. Also contains family and religious rejection, surveillance and public outing pressure.

Tropes: Rivals to Lovers · Forced Proximity · Closeted Lead · Sports Romance · Lesbian Romance · Possessive and Protective · HEA