A Very Filthy Game by Blakely Lauren

Author:Blakely, Lauren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Top Notch Boyfriend Books
Published: 2023-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

28

DO I STAY OR GO?

Gunnar

Today I’m going to leave it all on the field.

After the national anthem, I knock fists with Zane as we trot to the dugout to get ready for our at-bats. “Let’s do this,” I say.

“No, let’s sweep this,” he corrects.

Well, yeah. “Obviously.”

Our left fielder bats first and strikes out. Zane ekes out a single, then steals second. When it’s my turn, the announcer warbles, “And now, batting third for the San Francisco Dragons . . . Gunnar Ford.”

I come to the plate, and two pitches later, I send Zane home on an RBI single in the first inning.

He gives an extra jump as he crosses home plate, and like that, we fall into the rhythm for the game.

For the next few innings we play tight, tense ball, padding our lead little by little. There are no distractions in my head today or my heart. My focus is solely on the game. That’s not hard because this sport lights me up. Always has, from the first time my dad and I played in a local park.

As I jog to third base at the bottom of the fifth to man the hot corner, I think of the promise I made Dad when he was sick. I was just a kid, barely in middle school, but I told him I’d look out for Mom, for Jamie, and for Charlie, my little brother.

This is how I keep my promise.

When the Comets slugger, Tanner Sloan, comes to the plate and sends a scorching line drive my way, I dive for it, slamming into the dirt, my glove stretched out and my leather victorious.

Yup.

Leave it all on the field.

When it’s my turn at the plate at the top of the seventh, I foul off fastball after curveball. Tire out the reliever. I work the count full, and still I keep fighting. I give this at-bat everything until I launch a hard double that caroms in the left-field corner.

Yes!

I pull up on second, where I’m a friendly fucker. Tanner’s wandered over from short, so I slap him on the arm. “Nice game, isn’t it?”

He rolls his eyes. “Would be nicer if I saw you less,” he says drolly.

“Aww, you’d miss me if I didn’t get on base so often.”

The Comets infielder snorts. “I wouldn’t exactly call it missing,” he says as the next batter comes to the box, and he returns to short.

When I slide home a few pitches later, we’re ahead by three runs. All we have to do is hold on to that lead, and it shouldn’t be too hard. We have one of the best closers in the league in Shane Walker.

One, two, three, and Shane closes down the New York Comets, sealing a sweet victory for us.

“Shakespeare,” I shout to the badass blond British relief pitcher as I run off the field. I clap him on the back in congratulations. “You are the be-all and end-all.”

He tosses his head back, laughing. “Are you quoting MacBeth to me?”

“Brains and firepower. You’ve got it all,” I say with a grin.

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