Love's Spark by L.A. Cotton

Author:L.A. Cotton [Cotton, L. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Delesty Books
Published: 2014-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

Keefer: I hope you enjoy the game. See you after

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The game had been one of the most exciting things I'd ever witnessed. I had absolutely no clue who was winning, or how teams even scored points, but the buzz in the air was addictive. By the end, I was high fiving the two guys next to me. Watching Keefer pitch was something else. The sheer power in his arm was undeniable. His eyes searched me out on a couple of occasions, or at least, I think they did. I couldn't wait to see him and tell him how great it'd been.

I filed out of the stadium with the crowd and retraced my steps back to the truck. I'd texted Keefer to tell him that was where I'd meet him. But he was already there, changed back into his clothes from earlier. As he spotted me, his face lit up, and my stomach fluttered.

“Oh my God, Keefer, that was great. Who knew I'd have love for the game.”

He pulled me into a hug. “I'm glad you liked it. I missed you.”

“I missed you, too, but watching you out there wasn't all that bad.” I winked up at him.

We climbed into the truck and I fastened my belt. “I can't believe you play. On a team. In Jacksonville. How is that again?”

He laughed. “It was an accident, really. We did some work over this way a couple of years ago, and I helped out with the minor league. Freedom was having trouble recruiting so I offered to stand in. Officially, I’m on the roster to make up their numbers. Unofficially, I play when I can.”

“Well, you should. You were good. And I know nothing about the game.”

“I wanted you to know something...about me. Baseball is a huge part of my life.”

I grinned. He was starting to open up, and his gesture had been perfect. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

Before driving back, we stopped to grab something to eat from Taco Bell, and it was almost four by the time we hit the road. My chest started to feel hollow—I didn’t want the day to end.

An hour and a half later, we pulled up in front of my house. Dad’s Jeep was in the driveway, and Keefer’s face paled. I reached over and squeezed his hand. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to invite you in to meet my dad. It’s a little too soon for that.”

His frown softened, and he pulled me into him. “I’ll be counting down till Tuesday.”

My heart plummeted—he had no plans to see me again until school? It was a little irrational, after spending almost twenty-four hours together, but I didn’t want to wait that long. He brushed his lips over mine and smiled against them. “I’ll text you.”

He watched me as I climbed out of the cab and walked to the porch. Then I watched as he pulled away and drove off. It hurt to watch him leave because it felt like he was taking a tiny piece of my heart with him.

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