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stretch out a calf muscle. Who the hell stretched out a calf muscle by bending over so that every guy
within ten feet of her, was thinking thoughts that just weren t right to think at a charity event?
Betty. That s who.
He was irritated.
Irritated because she was playing up the sex kitten side of her persona, big time, and he didn t
get it. She was so much more than that. He d seen the other side and it made him wonder why she
insisted on hiding it.
He was also irritated because, Hulk, from the night before stood behind home plate and didn t
seem to give a damn that his girlfriend was playing fast and loose with every single male watching.
Christ, if she was his&
Beau stopped himself right there. Where the hell had that thought come from?
A bunch of wolf whistles and shouts went up as she settled into the batter s box and waited for
the pitch.
It was the bottom of the ninth, there were two outs and they were down by one run. He knew
Betty well enough to know that she didn t like to lose. Hell, he didn t either, but today he d love to
win and wipe the slimy smile off the guy at catch.
His chirping was way past what was acceptable, especially considering it was a charity event,
and some of the comments he d made to Betty were just plain wrong. Beau heard them because he
was always on deck and though Betty acted as if everything was fine, he could tell by the set of her
shoulders that it wasn t.
Hell, even the Hulk glared at the guy as if he wanted to crush him. There was something about
the catcher, and damned if Beau could remember when he d met the asshole.
He d think about it later, for now he needed to concentrate. They needed to win.
The game was three-pitch, so each team pitched to their own players, giving their batters three
chances to hit the ball. Both Beau and Logan Forest pitched for the Pirates, but because Beau was
after Betty in the lineup, he wasn t allowed to pitch to her.
Thank God. What a diversion that would be.
Logan rolled his shoulders and motioned to see if Betty was ready.
She s always ready, Forest. You should know that, Catch said, that slimy smile in place. Isn t
that right, Barker?
If you know what s good for you, you ll shut your trap. Hulk was now inches from the wire
fence and earned a glare from the catcher.
Interesting.
Betty ignored both of them and nodded at Logan to throw the pitch, as she swung the bat and
eyed up right field.
Beau had been playing with her all day and he knew that she knew how to place a ball. Right
field had moved way in something the guys had been doing whenever a female was at the plate.
Dumb. Betty could hit the damn ball and as Logan threw a nice pitch down the pike, Beau knew
the ball would go right and that it would land way over the fielder s head.
The crowd cheered madly as Betty ran to first and made it to second before the fielder threw to
the infield.
She took a bow, to more whistles and cheers, and for one second he caught a look of pure,
unbridled, joy in her face as she smiled back at Logan.
It hit Beau in the chest. Tightened things that maybe shouldn t be tightened.
He had to clear his throat and his head as he stepped up to bat.
The crowd went crazy. It was pretty obvious the Pirates were favorites. Someone shouted,
Beau I want your babies! and the crowd cheered and laughed as he eased into the box, glancing to
each side of the diamond and waving. He saw his security detail pushing back a gaggle of women
near the team dugout and was glad that he d decided to call them in for this event.
The numbers had swollen considerably since this morning with all the social media available,
word had spread that he was in New Waterford.
You get a piece of that, Simon?
There was Catch again.
Beau held his hand up and Logan stepped back, holding onto the ball as Beau turned to the
catcher. It was then that Beau remembered the face.
He was the asshole who d had his hands all over Betty that night at the dance. The asshole that
Beau had told to take a hike.
Beau stepped up in the guy s grill and thumped him in the chest. He had a couple inches on him,
and maybe it was the tension that sat in his shoulders or the look of joy that he d just glimpsed in
Betty s eyes but he was ready to tear the guys head off.
Beau spoke, low and slow, but there was no mistaking he would back up his words.
You shut your dirty-ass mouth. If you so much as look at her or say one more fucked up thing, I
will rearrange your face and I ll do it right here in front of this entire town. You got that?
The guy was stupid. He opened his mouth to say something but Beau didn t let him have a
chance. And when I m done& . He pointed over to his security detail. Four big, strong men who
were ex-military. Those guys will want to chat and trust me, you don t want a private audience with
them. So right now I d think long and hard about how you d like to proceed.
Ump stepped up. We good boys?
Beau flashed a signature smile, and earned another round of sighs, cheers among the female fans
watching. I m good. He glanced at Catcher. How bout it? You ready to finish this?
The catcher took a step back but said nothing.
Beau turned, nodded at Logan who stepped back into the pitchers circle, and when a perfect ball
was thrown to him, he stepped into it. Beau swung even and hard and he knocked the damn thing out
of the park.
He ran, his eyes on Betty as she circled third and headed for home. His gaze never left her as he
followed in her footsteps and when he reached home plate, she was there, a big grin on her face.
Her eyes were huge, their blue depths sparkling and her smile was open and unguarded. Her
cheeks were flushed, her ponytail had come loose, long strands blowing in the breeze.
She was breathtaking. Alive.
Beau didn t think. He just did.
He scooped her into his arms, whirled her around and before he knew what was happening, her
hands were behind his neck, fingers digging into his hair. Her soft breasts were crushed against him
and his hand slipped down past her waist, cupping that butt that had been teasing him all fucking day.
For one wild second he felt lighter than he d ever felt, as if he could touch the clouds. But he
didn t want to touch the clouds. He wanted to touch her.
Betty.
Surprise lit her eyes and she opened her mouth to say something, but he didn t give her a chance.
He bent down and slid his tongue over her full bottom lip, feeling her tremble against him.
He was hot.
He felt as if his skin was too tight.
And he couldn t resist her.
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