I’m never nervous for a game.At least, not this early in the season.The nerves usually come closer to playoffs, but there’s something about playing for Tanner and Hadley.Even if Tanner will never remember this game.
“He’s been really happy today, so I think he says yes.”She holds him close to her, and Tanner smacks his hand on her face.She gently grabs his wrist and kisses the inside of his palm.“No hitting.”
Is it wrong to get off on seeing a woman with your kid?Not even when she’s loving on him, but when she disciplines him as if he were hers?
I keep racking my brain on who Tanner’s mother could be, even going back in my phone calendar to try to see where I was and who I was with.I have a lead from the Cabo trip from my cousin, who had a friend who was friends with the woman I hooked up with there.Maybe that lead will pan out.No matter what, I’ve started a list.
Hayes walks out of the bullpen with Baker, which means the game is close to starting.
“Easton, do you think Baker is as good as they say he is?”Lincoln peeks his head in front of me.
“Definitely.I saw him in a bullpen the other day, and it was lights out.”
Baker is a great pitcher, but he’s young and just got called up.Tonight’s game will be a good test for him.
“Hayes said he throws a nasty curve.”Lincoln jumps up.“Hayes!”
“I gotta go,” I say to Hadley, pushing my face through the netting and kissing Tanner.“See you after the game.Follow the others to the family area.”
Hadley nods.“Good luck.”She goes to step away.
“Hey, Hadley…”
She turns back around.
“You’re missing something.”
Her questioning look is honestly adorable.I crook my finger through the netting, and she nods, her lips drawing closer between the opening of the net.
“Not too much PDA in front of your son,” she says.
“Hey, we have to be convincing,” I murmur, my lips meeting hers again.
And fuck, it’s like my dick knows these lips.They’re used to what they usually get when I kiss her.
I slip my tongue in just enough, unable to stop myself, but I don’t go too long or too deep, not wanting her to be overwhelmed.But if she were mine in real life, I’m not a peck-on-the-cheek kind of guy.I wouldn’t be holding back.
Hadley pulls back, and her cheeks are red.It’s a good look on her.
“Troublemaker.”She shakes her head at me.
“Enjoy watching your man.I’ve heard my ass looks really good in the pants.”I wink.
Hadley laughs under her breath.“Eh, it’s all right.”
“That’s not what you said a few months ago when your hands were?—”
“Kids!”she says loudly.
I laugh and put my hand up for Tanner.Hadley helps him slap my palm.
“Good luck.”
“I don’t need luck.”I walk away, glancing over my shoulder at her one more time before I head into the dugout.
“Just a suggestion, but don’t maul the wife,” Hayes says.
“I’m selling us,” I whisper.
