Dirty Curve

by Meagan Brandy

“How’d I do, Tutor Girl?” He grins, sweat beading along his brow. “I’d say you aced it, hotshot.” “Damn fuckin’ straight.” He smashes his lips to mine again,

One thing Miss Meagan Brandy is gonna do is give you a shitty nickname. Lmaaoo.

A few guys come up, his coach hot on their tail, congratulating and hugging Tobias. I use the moment to slip my hand into my purse, my stomach erupting with butterflies as I do.

I see where this is going...

he pulls back, laughing when he sees the little baseball in my palm. “Holy shit, you brough it.” He takes it in his hand, tossing it up and catching it in his palm. “No.” I shake my head. “I bought it.”

She bought it. Why ?

He frowns, and then he looks to the ball again. “This...this is new.” His eyes dart up to mine. “Yeah,” I nod. “It is. Bailey’s still learning to share so...”

Oooohhh. I get why now. Aawww. Thats a cute way to tell him.

In that instant, the toy is forgotten. It falls to our feet and he grips my face once again, but this time, to hold me still. “Baby...are we pregnant?” A mix between a cry and a laugh escapes me and I nod. “Yeah, we are.”

Loved that he said we.

“Oh my—” he cuts himself off, and shouts into the air. Bending, he lifts me up, his arms tight around my knees, and starts jogging. Laughing, I hold on for dear life, and he runs right for the reporter section,

Lmaaaoooo. He said move i got some real news for ya. Awww. Hes soo cute.

He lowers me beside him, leans into the microphone and announces to the millions of people watching, “Tonight is one of the best nights of my life!” he shouts, getting the crowd riled up again. “We just won the game of all games and my gorgeous wife has just told me that we’re expecting baby number two!”

Aaaww. Lol he's zo happy and excited.

“Bailey!” He shouts then, and I look over my shoulder to find the others have finally made it. I let go of him, and Bianca pretty much jumps on me, squealing and clapping like a crazy person, and Milo steps in next.

This is a sweet moment.

Bailey is already in her daddy’s arms and that’s exactly where she stays as he gives interview after interview right there on that field.

Cuutee

“Daddy said we’re getting a baby!” she pulls away, running a few steps away, all to run right back. “Let’s go find him!” I laugh, pushing to my feet, let her take my hand, and lead me where she wishes, knowing full well where she’s taking me. Right to Tobias’s side. My little daddy’s girl.

Cuutteeee

Tobias pulls me into him, whispering dirty promises of what the night holds into my ear. My husband keeps every single one.

I bet.