The Third Baseman (The New York Lions #1)
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Stars. Even from this distance, I could make out dozens of stars running up and down his heavily muscled arms, all different
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sizes, before disappearing under the fabric. Stars in between – I squinted – were they planets? Words? Squiggles?
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It’s gonna be my number, Star. Five. I’m the fifth planet. And then he’d kissed me, and I forgot anything after that.
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Private: We’re back in the same city, Star. Hope you’ve had a great first day. X
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The Jupiter I’d known with his dimples, winks, and toothy grins was impossible to deny. The Jupiter with the tattoos and arrogance, all man and muscle, was becoming harder to ignore. A combination of the two was deadly. And it was anyone’s guess how much longer I’d be able to hold out.
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“Starlight, star bright, you were the first star I saw tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have this kiss with you tonight.” He smiled, nervously, “I changed the words a little.”
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Using the tip of my bat I drew out the letter M. M for Marnie. I might not have known where she was for the past fourteen years, but writing her into the sand by the plate meant I had her
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with me.
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“I don’t give a fuck! The field is the only place I play fair. When it comes to you, all bets are off.”
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“We’re not teenagers anymore, Marn. Spread your legs. I want to see what I’ve been missing.”
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“Tell me who your pussy belongs to. Who it’s always belonged to.” “You, Jupiter… always you.” “Mine is going to be the only name you ever scream again. Understand?”