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“Maybe not, but if you took the time to come to his or Landon’s games, you would see how talented they both are. Tyler’s going to make it to the majors before long, and I’ll be there for him every step of the way.” Dad began to respond, but Molly held up her hand. “Before you imply, once again, that I’m only with Tyler because he might make it to the major leagues, you better stop now.” I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her head. She was vibrating with fury now, and I knew better than to interrupt. “I love your son. Not because he’s a baseball player, but that is a big bonus because I love the game of baseball. I love your son because he’s understanding, kind, and very hard-working. I bet you didn’t know that scouts love Tyler because he dedicates a lot of time watching film on not only his own players but also their opponents. He works out extra hard and is getting close to breaking a minor league record of most base stealers thrown out. I don’t know you very well, but I’m guessing he gets his hard work ethic from you.” Dad just grunted but didn’t argue with her. “If I were you, Mr. Stone, I’d take the time to watch and be proud of your sons. All three of them. Not just the one that followed in your footsteps. No offense to you, Carter.”

Carter just waved his hand in a forward motion. “It's all good, darling.”

Molly smiled at my brother, and then her smile widened when Landon thanked her for what she said. “I know I just met you, but whenever Miami is playing, we have it on in the bakery. Tyler and I are very proud of you.”

“Yes, we are,” I agreed, walking over to clap him on the shoulder.

“Families should support each other. Not tear them down and make them feel guilty for living their dreams,” Molly continued as she looked at my dad. “And with that, I’m ready to leave.” I knew she hated confrontation and wanted to leave before Dad had anything else to add, but I loved that she stood up for me. If I wasn’t already madly in love with this woman, her speech alone would have done it for me.

I nodded. “Me, too. Thank you again for dinner, Mom.”

“I wish you could stay longer,” Mom said and stood up to give Molly a huge hug. She handed her a piece of paper. “Here is my phone number. You call anytime, and I mean it. Whether it's a pregnancy question or you’re just missing my son.”

I saw Molly’s eyes begin to tear up, and she thanked my mom and hugged her again. “You and my mimi would have gotten along.”

Hunter grabbed one more honey roll and stuffed it in his mouth. “Thank you for an amazing meal,” he said after he swallowed.

“Yes, thank you so much,” Meadow added and gave my mom a hug.

“We’ll drive you back to the parking lot.” Carter said as he also got up from the table.

“I’ll come, too. I want to spend as much time with you guys as I can while I’m here. I do have to head for the airport soon,” Landon added. “Thanks again, Mom.” It meant so much to me that Landon had come just for this meal.

We all left the house, and my dad didn’t say another word as he was left with just my mom at the dining room table.

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“I’m really sorry about your dad,” I said as we entered the hotel room. We had just said a long goodbye in the parking lot to his brothers. Meadow was staying in a hotel room that I had gotten for both of us. I wasn’t sure where Hunter was going to be staying since the room we were in was supposed to be for Hunter and Tyler to share.

I sure didn’t care where Hunter was staying as Tyler backed me into the door and leaned down to kiss me hungrily. I opened up for him and felt his tongue slide into my mouth. I reached up and wound my hands around his neck, and he lifted me up so my legs wrapped around his hips. He held onto my bottom with one hand and cupped my face with the other. He turned us as one and walked towards the bed as he continued kissing me. He dropped me on the bed and climbed on top of me.

“I don’t want to talk about my dad,” Ty declared. “Except to say it was hot as hell seeing you stand up to him. No one ever has before.”

“Well, I’m glad you appreciated it. I couldn’t stand it anymore,” I grinned and looked up at him. “So, me standing up to your dad was hot, huh?”

“Enough dad talk,” Ty said as he pushed my shirt up and over my head.

“Well, I was going to ask something else…” I began and felt my face getting red with embarrassment.

“What is it?” Tyler asked as he stopped undressing me. I still couldn’t look at him. He swept a piece of my hair behind my ear and trailed his finger down my cheek and over to my chin. He lifted my chin with his finger so I had to look into his considerate eyes. “You can tell me anything.”

“Well, I’ve always wanted to be on top, but my last boyfriend only wanted missionary.”

“You want to be on top?” Tyler asked with a tilt of his head and a smirk growing on face.

“Yes, I think so…” I said tentatively and felt a blush staining my cheeks.

“Fuck, yeah!” he said and tore his shirt over his head. “I’m down for whatever you want to do.” He quickly rolled us around to where he was on the bottom, and I was lying with my legs over his hips. We were both shirtless but both still wearing pants. I reached behind me and was about to take off my bra when he said he wanted to do the honors. As soon as he got it unclasped, the bra quickly flew across the room. Immediately, his mouth was on my breasts where the bra had just been. I felt my hips move almost on their own against his erection trapped in his jeans.

“We need to lose these pants,” I said as he flicked his tongue against my nipple.

“That might help,” he agreed and told me to stand up. I stood on the hotel bed with my feet on either side of his hips. He lifted up said hips, and I leaned over and pulled his pants and boxers down all at the same time. He kicked them off, and they landed in a pool at the end of the bed. I marveled at his cock standing straight up, and I licked my lips. I straightened back up, and he leaned up and pulled my pants and underwear down. As soon as I stepped out of them, he threw them across the room, and I had to giggle.

“Are you ready for me?” Ty asked with a raise of his eyebrows. He leaned up and kissed my mound. “You really are always ready for me.”

“Always,” I admitted. “So, um, yeah….how does this work?”

Ty grinned up at me. “Just sit down over me, and I’ll help line myself up. Then, just lower yourself all the way down, and I’ll fill you up.”

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