Playing Catch: A Baseball Romance by Ayala Rachelle

Author:Ayala, Rachelle [Ayala, Rachelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amiga Books
Published: 2016-01-26T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Kirk had a few hours before he absolutely had to be at the clubhouse. He’d been running late. No surprise, since he’d spent the night on a lumpy futon by himself after putting himself firmly in the friend-zone with Jeanine.

He had to. After she froze on him in bed, his ego had taken a beating. Sure, he’d passed it off like it was nothing. She had a problem with sex addiction. She had issues. She needed treatment. She had some trauma that was keeping her from being able to relax.

But deep down, how could he not take it personally?

When morning came, he’d gone with Jeanine to her apartment and stood with her while she called the locksmith to change the locks and a security specialist to sweep for electronic monitoring devices. Afterward, they’d said an awkward goodbye with the obligatory “I’ll text you,” which meant nothing, since he wasn’t going to bark up her tree and annoy her.

Now, he was back in his apartment which felt strangely empty. He walked into his bedroom and crunched the sheets that Jeanine had slept in into his fists, holding them to his nose. Her scent lingered, intoxicating and musky, sultry like the dark, rich perfume she wore. It got his heart beating like a hit of espresso and adrenaline, addictive, but ultimately frustrating. He’d never, ever had to leave a woman’s side unsatisfied. Ever.

She was apologetic, overly so. They’d agreed to be friends. Friends only. Friends without benefits. Which meant he should start dating again, or at least hooking up. He needed to get back on the horse as soon as possible. Coming off that almost-sex situation with Jeanine had him primed with nowhere to go, and he needed to get going.

He stuffed the sheets into the washing machine and started the cycle. Kirk never mooned over any woman, and he wasn’t going to start with Jeanine. He’d thought she wanted him, too, but apparently, he was only a hurdle for her—someone to sleep with to prove to herself that she desired sex, that she liked it and wanted it.

Kirk went through his bathroom and removed all traces of the fact a woman had stayed. He emptied his trash and threw out the makeup wipes she left. He should never have broken his rule by bringing a woman to his place. It was a good rule, and he’d lived by it since the day he caught his ex-fiancée fucking another man in his bed.

He pulled clean sheets onto his bed and changed the pillowcases. No one would ever violate his bed again. Especially a woman out to prove something—as if having sex with him was distasteful—a chore she had to get over.

He picked up a long, blond hair from the headboard and drew it through his fingers. No other woman had crawled under his skin the way Jeanine had, but he wasn’t going to punish himself and wait it out. Tonight, after the game, he was going to have sex. There were plenty of bars and plenty of hot, sun-kissed women in Arizona who were ready and willing.

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