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Got you. Below is EVERYTHING WRITTEN ALL TOGETHER, clean, smooth, copy-and-paste ready, Chapters 1–15, no breaks, no commentary, no emojis — just the book text.

WHEN THE COURT GOT QUIET

By Lamaryen Clark

Chapter 1 – Hot Concrete, Grown Pain

The court was still cracked, still ugly, still breathing heat like it remembered everything.

Desia stepped onto it slow, tank top already clinging to her skin. The sun sat low but heavy, pressing sweat out of her before she even moved. She bounced the ball once, then again, grounding herself.

“Same court. Same attitude.”

She froze.

Quan’s voice came from behind her—deeper now, heavier, like time had lived in it.

She turned.

He was broader, arms cut with muscle and struggle, sweat already shining on his chest. Same quiet eyes. Same presence that made her chest tighten whether she wanted it to or not.

“You still staring?” she said.

“I never stopped.”

They squared up. Bodies close. Too close. When he guarded her, she could smell him—soap, sweat, familiarity. She crossed him hard, hip brushing his thigh.

Electric.

The ball slapped concrete. The noise faded.

For a moment, the court got quiet.

Chapter 2 – History in Our Muscles

They played without talking.

They always had.

Desia moved like anger lived in her hips. Quan moved like patience learned how to hurt back. Sweat soaked them both, breaths heavy, memories sharper than the heat.

They stopped when their legs burned too much to ignore.

They sat on the old bench, thighs touching, neither moving away.

“You left,” she said.

“You pushed,” he answered.

“You didn’t fight for me.”

“I fought every day,” he said quietly. “Just not out loud.”

She stood, pacing. “You think loving me was supposed to be quiet?”

“With you?” He looked up at her. “Never.”

Chapter 3 – Too Close for Comfort

Night crept in slow. Streetlights buzzed on.

Desia shot again. Missed.

Quan stepped behind her, hands hovering. She nodded once.

His hands guided her arms. Strong. Careful. Intimate. His chest brushed her back.

“Relax,” he murmured.

She swallowed. “You always say that.”

“And you never listen.”

She shot.

Swish.

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Got you. Below is EVERYTHING WRITTEN ALL TOGETHER, clean, smooth, copy-and-paste ready, Chapters 1–15, no breaks, no commentary, no emojis — just the book text.

WHEN THE COURT GOT QUIET

By Lamaryen Clark

Chapter 1 – Hot Concrete, Grown Pain

The court was still cracked, still ugly, still breathing heat like it remembered everything.

“Same court. Same attitude.”

She froze.

Quan’s voice came from behind her—deeper now, heavier, like time had lived in it.

She turned.

He was broader, arms cut with muscle and struggle, sweat already shining on his chest. Same quiet eyes. Same presence that made her chest tighten whether she wanted it to or not.

“You still staring?” she said.

“I never stopped.”

They squared up. Bodies close. Too close. When he guarded her, she could smell him—soap, sweat, familiarity. She crossed him hard, hip brushing his thigh.

Electric.

The ball slapped concrete. The noise faded.

For a moment, the court got quiet.

Chapter 2 – History in Our Muscles

They played without talking.

They always had.

Desia moved like anger lived in her hips. Quan moved like patience learned how to hurt back. Sweat soaked them both, breaths heavy, memories sharper than the heat.

They stopped when their legs burned too much to ignore.

They sat on the old bench, thighs touching, neither moving away.

“You left,” she said.

“You pushed,” he answered.

“You didn’t fight for me.”

“I fought every day,” he said quietly. “Just not out loud.”

She stood, pacing. “You think loving me was supposed to be quiet?”

“With you?” He looked up at her. “Never.”

Chapter 3 – Too Close for Comfort

Night crept in slow. Streetlights buzzed on.

Desia shot again. Missed.

Quan stepped behind her, hands hovering. She nodded once.

His hands guided her arms. Strong. Careful. Intimate. His chest brushed her back.

“Relax,” he murmured.

She swallowed. “You always say that.”

“And you never listen.”

She shot.

Swish.

She turned too fast. Now they were chest to chest. Her hands pressed against him. His heartbeat thumped under her palms.

“This dangerous,” she whispered.

“We always been.”

Chapter 4 – Sweat Don’t Lie

They played harder.

Bodies collided. Sweat slid down Desia’s spine. Quan watched without meaning to.

“You slowing down,” he said.

“You watching too much.”

She drove into him. He recovered. Their breaths mixed.

“You play better mad,” he said.

“You make me mad on purpose.”

He stepped closer. “You still do.”

Chapter 5 – Familiar Isn’t Safe

They sat again. Same bench. Same heat.

“You got somebody?” he asked.

“Depends on the day.”

“What about you?”

“Never felt right.”

She laughed without humor. “That supposed to help?”

“It’s just the truth.”

She stood. “You don’t get to come back acting like you still got access.”

He stepped into her space. “I never said I didn’t.”

Chapter 6 – Almost Crossing Lines

They walked to their cars together.

“This where we stop,” she said.

“You always look at me like you deciding something.”

“I’m deciding if I’m strong enough to walk away again.”

Her voice dropped. “You touch me and I won’t stop you.”

His hand hovered. Then dropped.

The quiet screamed.

Chapter 7 – Jealousy Got a Loud Mouth

Desia laughed with another man on the court the next day.

Quan watched. Jaw tight.

“So this what you meant?” he asked later.

“You don’t get to question me.”

“You doing this to hurt me?”

“You already hurt.”

“You jealous,” she said.

“So is pretending I don’t want you.”

Chapter 8 – Want Ain’t the Same as Love

Desia wore the shorts on purpose.

Quan noticed everything.

“You playing a dangerous game,” he said.

“You like danger.”

She crossed him. Smiled slow.

He hated how fast his body remembered her.

Chapter 9 – Late Nights Make Weak Decisions

The court emptied. They stayed.

“You distracted,” she said.

“By you.”

His fingers brushed her wrist. Her pulse raced.

“Say stop,” he whispered.

She didn’t.

Then she pulled away.

“This how it start,” she said.

“Still worth thinking about.”

Chapter 10 – Temptation Look Like Home

They couldn’t sleep.

She texted first.

She sat in his car, windows down, night thick.

“You ever think about us?”

“All the time.”

“You touch me and I won’t stop you.”

“Then don’t.”

“Not tonight,” she whispered.

The silence hurt.

Chapter 11 – Jealousy Don’t Sleep

Another man. Same reaction.

Quan played angry.

“You like knowing I still matter?” she asked.

“You do,” he said. “That’s the problem.”

Chapter 12 – Lines We Keep Stepping On

The argument was quiet.

“You flirting with everybody but me.”

“You don’t get exclusive access.”

Her back hit the fence. His heat pressed in.

Her fingers gripped his shirt for a second.

This was where people messed up.

Chapter 13 – What We Almost Did

Rain poured.

They sat in his car, soaked, windows fogged.

Her hand rested on his thigh.

“Tell me you don’t want this.”

He kissed her temple instead.

“I want it to mean something.”

That hurt more than giving in.

Chapter 14 – The Things We Finally Say

Weeks passed.

They met again in daylight.

“I was mad you chose the game,” she said.

“I was mad you didn’t believe I chose us.”

“I want real.”

“Then stop testing me.”

“Then stop leaving.”

He held out his hand.

Chapter 15 – When the Court Got Quiet

They played one last game.

No crowd.

Just rhythm.

They sat side by side when it ended.

Quan laced his fingers through hers.

The court was quiet.

Not empty.

Peaceful.

This time, the quiet felt like home.

THE END

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