Quit Your Pitchin' by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Beware of…well just beware.

-George when he introduces his grandmother to people

George

I nervously knocked on the door and then immediately wiped my sweaty palms on my dress pants.

My dress pants that were just a smidge on the too-tight side.

I’d been stress eating for the last week, and I’d gotten two outs yesterday that had likely been due to my nervousness for today.

I’d been cheeky with Wrigley at the game last Sunday, but the moment I’d gotten into the dugout, I’d had a mild panic attack at the thought of taking her anywhere.

She hadn’t said no, which was a good sign.

Operation: Get Wrigley Back was about to commence.

I’d had eight months of sleepless nights, and ever since that interview with her asshole brother, I’d decided that this wasn’t going to work for me anymore.

I was going to have her back.

In my home. In my bed. In my life. And I was going to get back into her heart.

I was going to find a way because I was freakin’ miserable without her.

I wanted her back. I wanted to wake up to her pushing me off of my side of the bed. I wanted to wake up to my son screaming his head off because he’d been locked in.

I wanted to fucking breathe.

And I hadn’t done that easily since we’d divorced.

The door opened, and the chaotic flurry of Wrigley made herself known.

“Uhh,” I followed her inside her apartment. “What’s going on?”

“I can’t fit into my dress! I tried it on last Sunday after the game to make sure that it fit, and today it won’t zip!” She cried out in frustration.

I took her by the shoulders and stilled her angry movements.

“Come here,” I said, gesturing for her to turn around.

She did and moments later, I stared at the zipper. “It’s caught on some of your dress.”

She breathed out a sigh of relief. “Thank God. I thought that I got fatter in less than a week.”

I didn’t say anything to that.

The woman was far from fat.

She was curvy and delicious.

I wanted to take the dress from her shoulders, press kisses down her spine, and bend her over.

I closed my eyes and did up the zipper. Then turned around and headed for the couch.

“Get your shoes, Wrigs,” I whispered huskily.

When I found my seat, I looked up to see her staring at me with longing in her eyes.

Longing that disappeared the moment she realized I was staring at her.

The moment Wrigley disappeared into the bedroom, Grams appeared at the door of my son’s room.

I grinned at her. “You’re not going to teach him anything bad, are you?”

Grams gave me a droll look.

“Nothing worse than what I taught you,” she countered.

I shuddered. “Grams, you taught me how to put on a condom using an actual dildo. Then, when I was fifteen, you taught me how to smoke weed.”

Grams’ lips kicked up at the corners just as my son came screaming out of his room. “Daddy!”

I bent forward and caught Micah up in my arms, burying my face into his recently washed hair.

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