The smell of hot dogs, freshly popped popcorn, and the sweet sounds of baseball are in the air as the BoRes open their spring training play this afterno
on against Minnesota.
Skipper Cal Diamond is starting rookie center fielder Cooper Bailey after what he called a strong showing during training. Diamond went on to say that it’s too early to determine who will be starting when the season officially kicks off in April.
Other reports out of training camp indicate that Branch Singleton will be sitting out as designated hitter today to nurse a sore hamstring, and the recently acquired Michael Cashman will be taking the pitches from Hawk Sinclair to start things off with the BoRes.
Aside from the above changes, the lineup is expected to be the same as last year’s for today’s game.
GOSSIP WIRE
Lisa Bainbridge has filed for divorce from center fielder Steve Bainbridge. This does not come as a shock to the BoRe faithful as she’s made her plight front-page news. The timing, however, could’ve been better, in our opinion. It’ll be interesting to see just how the ironclad prenup comes into play and whether Bainbridge will have to pay her.
Former catcher Jasper Jacobson, who has been rumored to be a key player in the Bainbridge divorce, was seen in Boston when he should’ve been at spring training! It makes you wonder what exactly is going on.
Catcher Jose Gonzalez, who is fighting for a starting spot in the lineup, recently announced via social media that he’s looking for a wife. Seems Gonzalez needs to take some much-needed media lessons like Ethan Davenport had to. Anyone remember when Davenport sent out his address?
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Chapter 12
Ainsley
You remember your first kiss. It doesn’t matter how old or how young you are when it happens, you remember. The same can be said each time you experience a first kiss with someone new.
The night Cooper kissed me, I felt like it was my very first kiss all over again. I hadn’t expected it, and when it happened, I felt a surge of desire and longing. The butterflies that I’ve ignored fluttered freely, and I wanted to crawl into his arms and have him hold me, but I held back. He’s everything that my mother warned me about.
Still, even sitting on the beach, I thought being friends with him wouldn’t be such a bad thing to have in my life. Except all that changed when we drove back to his apartment; he held my hand the whole drive, and all I could think about was the kiss and how I wanted more. Was it good? Yeah, it was. His lips were soft, and the kiss tender. The way the back of his fingers brushed against my cheek had me leaning into him even more, but I was too ashamed of my earlier behavior to make my own move.
When we arrived back at his apartment, I didn’t expect to be kissed again, but I was, and as much as I hate to admit it, I liked it a lot. There was no lead-in. No conversation that would gradually bring him closer to me. Cooper leaned over the second I had my Wrangler in park and held me captive under his lustful gaze. I have no doubt he’s used to women falling at his feet when he wants something, but that’s not going to be me.
He licked his lips, and I knew I was left with two choices: turn away or meet him in the middle. I chose the latter and brought my lips to his. The softness of the kiss turned hot and desperate quickly as his tongue traced the outline of my lower lip. With lips parted, I let him in. The warmth of his tongue, the feel of his hand on the back of my neck, and the smell of peppermint lingering from his gum spur my body into wanting more. My small whimper was enough to tell Cooper that I was enjoying every second of this kiss. And I was, immensely.
Now I find myself watching the clock on my computer tick down, minute by minute. The old adage “a watched pot never boils” doesn’t hold a stick to a watched clock. I swear, each time I look up, only a minute or two has passed.
“Where do you want to grab lunch?” Stella asks as she comes into my office. I look up from the file I’m reading and shake my head.
“I’m sorry, I can’t today.”
“Why not?”
Aside from the other day when I went with Cooper, Stella and I always go to lunch together. It’s usually somewhere on the grounds, but there are times when we’ll order in or head to a restaurant.
I look at the clock once more, seeing that I have about thirty minutes before I have to leave. “I’m going to Cooper’s game. It’s opening day.”
Stella’s mouth drops open before morphing into a huge grin. “You’re doing what now?” she asks, even though we both know she heard me loud and clear.
Up until now, I’ve been able to keep a straight face, but there’s no denying that I’m grinning like a love-struck fool, except I’m not in love. I’m very much “in like.” The love thing won’t happen. I refuse to open my heart up that much to him, knowing he’s leaving in a month.
“You’re ditching me for the hottie?”
“I’m not ditching you. I’m taking half the day off to go watch a baseball game.”
“You like him, don’t you?”
I attempt to ignore her and look busy by shuffling papers around, but I give up. I throw my hands up in the air and nod. “I do, and I hate myself for it. I have one month with him, and I can already tell it’s not going to be enough.”
Stella comes around my desk and pulls me into her arms. “It’s going to be fine. He’ll have the money to fly you to Boston, or come and visit you.”