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“I’m so tired of being afraid, you guys. I want to be brave enough to face what’s ahead—even seeing Tyler again.”
“I got it, babe.” I opened the cupboard and grabbed the bottle of syrup. She took it from me, fluttering her lashes. “My hero.”
“You deserve it. Do you hear me? You deserve to be loved the way I’m going to love you.”
If you’ve never cried after a breakup while brushing your teeth, let me tell you—it’s horrible. You’re watching yourself in the mirror, blubbering with a mouth full of foamy toothpaste, thinking that this is the worst you’ve ever looked and it’s no wonder he doesn’t want you.
Admittedly, it was a lot. But he didn’t have to run away! And he wouldn’t have, not if he felt for me what I felt for him. That was the sad truth of it. He hadn’t felt what I felt. He hadn’t imagined a future for us, not really. He’d just been playing with an idea. Playing with my heart. He’d told me right from the start he wasn’t interested in a serious relationship, hadn’t he? Nothing that would lead to love, marriage, a family.
And I’d been so blinded by the idea of him wanting me, by the seductive notion that I was enough to change his mind, to break through his walls, to show him his best was yet to come . . . well, it wasn’t the first time I’d been irresponsible with Tyler Shaw.
“It’s not just about the ballfield. It’s not about strikeouts or home runs or the speed of a fastball. In the end, it’s about who’s there for you, and why. Through the highs and lows, the wins and the losses. It’s about the people who love and support you through anything because of who you are, not what you do. It’s about family.”
“You know, I never imagined I could fall in love with anything the way I fell in love with baseball. But now . . . ” “Now?” I asked hopefully, my heart pounding. He pressed his lips to mine, and his kiss tasted like forever. “Now there’s you.”
