Contract Baby: An Mpreg Romance (Hellion Club Book 2) by Aiden Bates

Author:Aiden Bates [Bates, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Carter walked up to the plate. The team was down by two runs. The bases were loaded. A double would tie it up. He’d be content with a double. Hell, a double would be awesome right now. He’d been on the road for three weeks now, and he was sore. The other team’s pitching had limited him to two bloop singles all night, and had kept the rest of the team hitless until now. A double would be fan-frigging-tastic, and nigh impossible to boot.

The pitcher, who was working on his third complete game of the season, stared him down. Carter hated this guy. Harrington was a homophobe of the old school, but he had the chops to avoid ever having to pay consequences for his bigotry. He’d won every pitching award there was, multiple times. He was built like a tank, too, so charging the mound was never going to go well.

The first pitch sailed past Carter before he could see it. The ump, one of those guys who thought he needed to put on a huge show for the audience, flailed around to give the sign. “STEE-rike-UH!” he yelled, loud enough for the TV cameras to pick it up.

Carter rolled his eyes. Umps who needed that kind of attention weren’t usually good umps, but saying so didn’t do a guy any favors. All he could do was dig in and wait for the next pitch.

He got a piece of it, but the ball went sailing off into the left field stands. “STEE-rike-UH!” the ump declared.

“Jesus, Bowman, Harrington’s really getting to you guys tonight.” Garcia, the other team’s catcher, took the ball the ump offered him and threw it back to Harrington. “I mean usually he owns you, but tonight it’s just pathetic. What’s wrong? Don’t tell me you’re getting old already? Or maybe it’s getting married that made you suck so bad.”

Carter ground his teeth. All catchers talked trash. It was part of the game. Garcia used to play for New York, so he knew how to trash Carter better than a lot of other catchers, but it wasn’t really all that different. Still, something about Garcia mentioning Ty pissed Carter off. Ty was watching at home, damn it. He couldn’t let Ty see him lose. When the next pitch came in, Carter fouled it off toward right instead. The next pitch got fouled into the home team’s dugout and nearly took off the coach’s head.

Carter was warming up. His gut felt more solid. The ache in his shoulders disappeared.

He saw Harrington’s jaw twitch. This time, when the ball came in, it sailed right down the middle of the strike zone. Carter was ready for it.

He knew it was out as soon as he heard it connect. He didn’t gloat or showboat. He jogged around the bases the way he was supposed to and pretended he didn’t hear his team cheering, or the crowd rising to watch his ball sail out of the stadium and into the players’ lot. He hoped it hit Harrington’s car and left a giant dent.

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