“Yeah, me too. But now I’m a mom who looks like she has sex with professional athletes in public.”
“At least he’s hot,” she teases.
I drop my head back. “He’s so hot.”
“Believe me, a lot of women would kill to be in your shoes right now.”
I close my eyes with a chuckle because I know she’s right.
She takes me by my arm. “Come on. Let’s get that little boy to a baseball game.”
I keep my head down as we walk through the crowd and to the suites, where Evan got us tickets for the game. The suite is for family members of the players, so I have no idea who will bethere, which is even more nerve-racking. I decided I had to pull up my big-girl panties and face the world and not be ashamed that our private moment went public.
I open the door, and a few kids go running by.
“Can I go play with them?” Nolan asks.
“Yeah, just make sure you don’t leave this room,” I respond.
“I won’t!” he yells, chasing after them.
This suite is bigger than the last one, which is great for the kids, but not so much for my nerves. A few people smile and wave a friendly hello, but since I have no clue who they are, I just wave and head to the balcony, where I find some seats outdoors.
I feel someone grab my arm, and I stop in my tracks until I see a sweet smile gracing the face of a very pregnant woman around my age.
“Hi. You’re Christy, right?” she asks. “I’m Zoe, Eric’s wife. The second baseman …” She leaves it hanging there, making sure I know who she’s talking about.
I try to match her smile, but mine falls flat. “Oh, yeah. Hi. It’s nice to meet you.”
She wraps her arms around me, catching me off guard, but it’s definitely what I need right now. “I’m so sorry that photo of you was posted like that.”
I blink back tears as I hug her. “Yeah, pretty shitty.” I try to make fun of the situation.
“It’s not easy, dating these guys—believe me, I know.” She gives me a simple grin.
“How long have you two been together?”
“About a year.”
I open my eyes wide as I look at her belly.
She laughs, rubbing her palms over the baby that looks to be due any day now. “Yep, imagine the mud that was thrown about me getting pregnant after only knowing him a few months.”
I drop my head to my shoulder as I let out a breath.
“It obviously wasn’t planned, but here we are.” She smiles. “I knew what we had was real, and he did too. I found out I was pregnant, and he instantly dropped to one knee.”
My heart melts at her admission. When I found out I was pregnant, that is most definitely not the reaction I got from Nolan’s dad.
“People called me every name in the book on social media. You just have to tune it out. Just focus on what you two have.” She gives me a mischievous grin. “Because it’s obviously special.” She giggles.
I cover my face, embarrassed, and she wraps her arm around me.
“Come on. Let’s sit together, closer to the railing, and see how many people we can get to post about us being together.”
Her outlook on the entire situation really does ease my thoughts. I guess if Evan and I are really doing this, then this is a part I’ll have to get used to.
After the game, the other kids in the suite talk about going to the field, so Nolan turns to me. “Can I go with them?”
