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“Bullshit. This is going to cost me dearly. In business, your name is everything. This is going to cost me millions by the time it’s over. Dammit, kid. You need to watch where you put your pecker. Next time pick a girl with some god damned sense.”

“Hey! Don’t you dare fucking—“ I started to rip in to the bastard, but the call ended.

I was about to call him back and give him a piece of my mind. How dare he talk about Kat that way? He didn’t even know her. That motherfucker.

Kat reached out and touched my hand. She shook her head. “Don’t worry about it. The guy is an asshole.”

She heard every word. He was speaking pretty loudly. Hell, it even hurt my ears. The guy was a total bastard.

“He has no right to speak that way about you. I need to set him straight.”

“He is angry. Just send him video confession. Maybe after watching that, he will calm down.”

I nodded. “Maybe you are right.”

I texted the video to him with a message that said, “This should put everything right. Watch it.”

I had no idea if he would or not.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Kat

I knew that Lance was feeling a bit aggravated after talking with his father, and I was too though I didn’t let on at all. The jerk actually said that crap about me. He had to have been shouting into the phone for me to hear it all that way. What an asshole. No wonder Lance hated him so much. Well, he said he hated him, but I could tell that deep down he still loved his father. And that was to be expected. We couldn’t pick our parents, but we couldn’t help but love them. I was lucky that both of my parents were wonderful people. I missed them every single day.

“I want to show you something,” I told him. “It’s something I’ve been thinking a lot about. So, get dressed. We are going out.”

“Ok,” Lance said. He was curious. I loved that adventurous streak in him. He didn’t even ask any questions. He just was up for anything at a moment’s notice. It was one of his finest qualities.

We hopped in his car and I gave him the directions to the location that we were going to. It was a ten-minute drive. We pulled up in front of the building that said “Building for rent” on a sign in the front window.

“What’s this?” Lance asked.

I pulled the keys to the building out of my pocket and dangled them in front of him. “I’m going to rent this building space. When I can save up enough for the down payment that is.”

“Really? For what business?”

“Let’s go,” I said temporarily ignoring his question.

I led him to the door and then I opened it with the key. We entered the space. It was a large empty place with high ceilings, and hard floors. There were few windows. It looked dark and a bit dank, but I saw all the possibilities it offered.

“So, you just happen to have a key to this place?” Lance asked me.

“A friend of mine from the team... Her father owns it. I’m going to rent it from him when I get the money together. He is nice enough to give me the key, but it might end up going to someone else if they get here first with the money. Plus, that’s just to rent the building. Then I’ll need a loan to actually get the business off the ground.

“What business?” Lance asked.

“I want to open a baseball/softball training facility. It’s what I want to do in the off season and when I retire. It’s a dream I’ve had for a while. As much as I love playing, I won’t be able to do it forever. I probably won’t want to do it forever. I thought this could be a nice segue into something else that is lucrative. What do you think?”

“I think that is fantastic,” Lance said. “I know you would do an amazing job.”

“Thanks,” I said.

Lance looked around the warehouse for a few minutes as if he was getting visions of what it could become in his mind. Then he turned to me and said, “You know, I’d be happy to lend you that money. Hell, I’d give it to you, but I know you would never accept charity.”

I smiled. “I know you would, but no. I really want to do this on my own. But thanks.”

“You sure?”

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