Intentional Walk: Dating Mr. Baseball Book 3 by McConnell Lucy

Author:McConnell, Lucy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Orchard View Publishing LLC
Published: 2019-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Brayden

Technically, the pregame spread was for players, but since Brayden was a special assistant to the manager, he got to eat with his buddies on the team. There were a few other staffers like him scattered throughout the tables. Elise would eat with them after the game, if she had time. He’d brought Tilly here a couple of times, and no one said a word.

He didn’t have to stick around for the game, but there wasn’t much else to do at home, and it felt strange to be a part of the Redrocks and not be there for the game.

Besides, his dad was on a date. Some lady from the church he’d gone to on Sunday. Brayden hadn’t met her or anything. He wasn’t even sure it was more than a distraction while his dad was in town. It was nice that Dad was making friends. Maybe he could convince him to buy a place of his own, stay close.

He walked into the clubhouse and found a buffet set out. A buffet.

Tilly was not a buffet.

He wasn’t even sure what that meant. But he did know that Tilly had turned him away. She’d never done that before. She was the chill one, easygoing. If she didn’t have to work, she was up for whatever he had going, or she’d plan a hike or bike ride for them.

Her refusal had knocked him senseless. He’d never pictured a world where Tilly turned him away. Maybe she’d felt the same, and then he’d gone and betrayed that trust. It didn’t feel good. It didn’t feel good at all.

He’d thought about little else as he’d worked out. Doc had upped the intensity of his exercises. He still couldn’t rotate his shoulder—a key factor to throwing a baseball. Even though no one believed he could do it, he knew all things were possible. It was only impossible until someone proved it was possible. Why couldn’t he be that someone? A small part of his brain knew that he wasn’t going to get to that point, but he wanted to get as close as he could. Knowing that he’d done everything in his power to create a miracle was important. If not, he’d always wonder.

He wondered about a lot of things these days. He snatched up a plate, getting in line behind Dustin. “’Sup?”

Dustin grinned. “Me. I’m feeling fine.”

Typical pregame answer from the shortstop. “Sweet.” They chatted as they loaded their plates. Brayden noticed that his had significantly fewer calories than Dustin’s. He wasn’t burning the calories his friend was cranking out in pregame, and if he wanted to stay fit, he needed to change his intake.

He took a seat next to Blake, who was deep in a stupid argument with Juan about who was the fastest player in the league. He angled himself so they wouldn’t try to include him. Juan could talk. His skills on the field were far outweighed by the number of words that pumped through his mouth.

The room suddenly went quiet.

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