Conceal by Juliana Stone

Author:Juliana Stone [Stone, Juliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-06-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“YOU HAVE TO admit, the Barker girls are impressive.”

Beau nodded, his foot on the top step of the dugout, eyes trained on what had to be the sweetest ass he’d ever seen. Ever. Hands down.

Betty was on deck and waved to a group of young men snapping her picture—they high-fived each other, ecstatic that the SI girl had noticed them.

Tucker shoved him and chuckled. “I was talking about the fact that those girls can throw the ball and field it better than some of the guys on the team. Not the fact that they’re both fucking hot.”

Beau cast an irritated look at his brother. “I’d keep your voice lowered. Shane Gallagher doesn’t look the type to take trash talk about his girl.”

Tucker’s grin widened. “Better turn around, Hollywood. Betty’s about to bat and damn, those shorts just don’t quit.”

Didn’t he know it. Beau’s mouth tightened as he grabbed his bat and walked out to the batter’s circle.

Beau had played four ballgames with the Angry Pirates today, this being the fifth and final. The championship game.

He’d played four games with Betty Jo Barker and her short shorts.

Four games where he’d had to endure the silent treatment from Betty, while she flirted outrageously with every guy on the team—even her sister’s boyfriends for Christ sake. And Tucker? Hell his brother had been on the receiving end more times than Beau wanted to think about, and Tucker was pretty damn happy about it.

Funny. Tucker sure as hell changed his tune significantly. No longer was Betty the junkie model. Hell, no. Betty Jo Barker was some sort of gift from the gods. A young, nubile sex pot with legs that didn’t quit, eyes that promised heaven, and a mouth that should be a national treasure.

Yes, four games where he’d watched Damon White, a former NFL star nearly drool on her, along with half the guys on the field.

He’d watched Betty work the crowd. Hell, she’d bent over countless times to, retie her laces or stretch out a calf muscle. Who the hell stretched out a calf muscle by bending over so that every guy within ten feet of her, was thinking thoughts that just weren’t right to think at a charity event?

Betty. That’s who.

He was irritated.

Irritated because she was playing up the sex kitten side of her persona, big time, and he didn’t get it. She was so much more than that. He’d seen the other side and it made him wonder why she insisted on hiding it.

He was also irritated because, Hulk, from the night before stood behind home plate and didn’t seem to give a damn that his girlfriend was playing fast and loose with every single male watching.

Christ, if she was his…

Beau stopped himself right there. Where the hell had that thought come from?

A bunch of wolf whistles and shouts went up as she settled into the batter’s box and waited for the pitch.

It was the bottom of the ninth, there were two outs and they were down by one run.

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