The Reckless Series by Alexis Anne

Author:Alexis Anne [Anne, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Spinning Compass Publishing
Published: 2021-02-01T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Wednesday night dinner at Marie and Greg’s came much faster than I anticipated. I made a cheese plate and Leo bought a really expensive bottle of red.

“How was work?” It was already dark so the streetlights cast funny shadows around the car as he drove.

“Fairly normal. Charley Culpepper, you remember him?”

The baby. At least that’s how I thought of him. He wasn’t even nineteen and burning up the baseball scene. “Yeah. You drove down to see him, right?”

“Yep. They’re calling him up. In his first season. He’s losing his mind.”

I knew football. It was a sport I had no choice but to learn. Partially because I grew up with it all around me, but mostly because it was best to understand every single component of a system you planned to dismantle. I probably knew more about football than most coaches. I just couldn’t play it. Trust me. I tried once. It was ugly.

But baseball was something I was just beginning to understand. I got the mechanics of the sport. It was the nuances of how the leagues worked that I hadn’t really had a chance to dig into yet. “Is this unusual?”

Leo sputtered. “Uh, yeah. It happens, just not usually in your first season. Especially not straight out of high school.”

That made sense since high schoolers and college players had different levels of coaching and experience. “So he’s happy?”

Leo stared at the road. “You know, I’m not sure. At first I thought he was just nervous. It’s a big deal to play at the highest level of any sport, but it was more than nerves.”

“More?” I’d be terrified, but then again, I couldn’t catch a ball.

“I don’t know. He almost seemed . . . scared.”

“Scared? That doesn’t sound good.” I knew from experience that a little nervous energy had its benefits, but too much wasn’t helpful. Every time I had to speak at a conference I wanted to puke in a trashcan right before I took the stage. The nerves spurred me to hone my presentation, double-check my facts. They made me better.

“He’s playing here in Tampa tomorrow night. I’m probably going to spend the day with him.”

“That will be good. Hopefully he’s just shocked.”

Leo parked on the street outside Marie’s house. “Come to the game tomorrow night and keep me company?” He leaned across the seat and brushed a kiss across my lips that sent tingles . . . everywhere.

“Yep.” It was the only word I could form.

“Yep? That was articulate.”

I kissed him again. “Well what do you expect when you kiss all the thoughts out of my head?”

We walked right inside and found Greg tending a pot on the stove while Marie cut slices of bread on the counter beside him. She was still in her work clothes, just like Leo. Greg on the other hand appeared to have changed, unless he usually wore black lounge pants to work. I was pretty sure he didn’t. Also the Mantas tee didn’t appear to be typical work attire. Also his hair was in complete disarray.

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