Page 63 of Players and Pages
"Cy, go stand by Jackson, this is a photo op for their baby books," Taryn squeaked with excitement.
"Yeah, it's not everyday that your uncles are famous ball players," Bea added.
That brought a smile to all three of their faces and Bea snapped a few pictures.
"I'll send these to Dani and she can share them with you," she told them over her shoulder as my friends walked away to compare pictures.
Liam let out a squawk in protest, Cy’s eyes widening as he walked over to me, ready to hand him back.
"Did you pinch him?" I teased but Cy didn't get my joke and started to apologize.
I laid my free hand on him and bounced Liam in the other. "I was only joking. This little guy just likes to be the center of attention. You didn't do anything wrong."
“You scared me, little dude,” Cy said with relief, shaking his head. At least his smile had returned.
“Now go, before you’re late. You have kids depending on you,” I told them. “And I have work to do.”
“See you after book club? We can have dinner waiting,” Jackson offered. The hope I felt in the bond had me agreeing easily.
“Sure. I’d hate to have to go to bed alone anyway,” It was a joke, but it was the truth. The thought of being away from them, even for the day, had my chest aching.
I always thought packed up omegas seemed so needy and now I saw it for what it was. The bond simply thrived together, and struggled apart. It was a connection so deep that you couldn’t resist being close.
Especially in such early stages.
They all said a quick goodbye, giving me a kiss before they were out the door.
The moment it was silent, my friends popped up in front of me, eager grins on their faces.
“Alright, spill. Tell us everything,” Taryn demanded.
“Don’t think we didn’t see those bond marks,” Bea chimed in.
There was no getting out of this now.
Practice was awkward as fuck and I was over it before we’d even reached the field. A few of the guys on the team had shown support, and a few were glaring likewewere the problem.
Of course, those were the unmated men on our team. The ones who vowed to play the field and never let a beta or omega ‘tie’ them down.
As if they even had a say in the matter. The pull I felt the moment I scented Dani was strong and unavoidable. The fact I wanted her as much as my alpha did was the icing on the cake.
Henry was blessedly absent.
We hadn’t heard the final decision since the coach had to talk to the owners and the league itself. Our branch of baseball wasn’t like the majors, we had different rules and boundaries but I was certain the asshole violated several.
Coach was waiting for us on the field, his arms crossed in his usual stance. His already harsh features were downright venomous today.
“Gather ‘round. We need to have a little chat.”
“You kicked him, didn’t you?” Davies asked. The frustration in his voice aimed right at Coach was disrespectful. Coach’s eyebrows rose as he zeroed in on Davies’s furious face.
“Got a problem with how I run this team?”
Davies scoffed. “Not when it’s not personal. Golden boy over there gets his little feelings hurt and we get booted over it?”
Clearly, Henry didn’t bother to share the whole story. Maybe it was time to clear that up.
“What the hell! Why is everyone calling me the golden boy?” Cy growled before I could speak. His playfulness was gone now, he was out for blood, baring his teeth at the other alpha, ready for a fight.
