Sweet Harmony (Harmony Falls #1) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,53
Kira.”
“Night, Connor.”
Chapter Twelve
“What are your plans for tonight, ladies?” Grace took a drink from her water bottle before shifting on the bleachers.
“Harrison is working,” Addison said. “It’s the third Saturday in a row. We were supposed to be finalizing the seating chart for the reception, but Harrison texted me earlier and said he won’t be finished until at least eleven.”
She picked off some lint from her dark blue pencil skirt. “He said we could do it tomorrow, but I was really hoping to have it finished tonight.”
“Sorry, sweetie,” Grace said. “I wish I could help you with it.”
“Oh, you and Kira have both been super helpful and I really appreciate it,” Addie said.
Grace nudged Kira. “What about you?”
Kira forced herself to stop staring at the way Connor’s back muscles moved as he swung the bat in a gentle arc. “Connor’s coming by.”
“Really?” Grace said.
“Yes. We’re dating. It would be weird if we didn’t spend Saturday night together.”
“Fake dating,” Grace said in a low voice.
“Yes, but there’s still a lot we need to know about each other if I’m going to be an effective girlfriend at his cousin’s wedding,” Kira said.
“Does Kira sound like she’s being entirely truthful to you, Addie?” Grace asked.
“Nope,” Addie said.
“Shh,” Kira said. “Connor’s about to bat.”
She watched as Connor stepped into the batter box, her mouth watering a little at the way his track pants clung to his ass and thighs. Maybe, if she was really lucky tonight, she’d be seeing that ass naked and in her bed.
She watched as Connor held the bat over his shoulder, digging his cleats into the dirt and eyeing Daniel closely. Daniel threw the ball and Kira gasped and jumped to her feet when Connor had to drop to the ground to avoid being hit in the head by the baseball.
She wanted to shout in outrage at Daniel but squashed the impulse as Connor climbed to his feet. He dusted off his track pants as the catcher chased down the ball and threw it back to Daniel.
The firefighter gave Connor an easy grin and called, “Sorry about that, doc. Went a little high on that one.”
Connor just nodded and raised his bat again. Kira returned to her seat, sudden tension eating at her belly. Daniel wasn’t deliberately trying to hit Connor, was he? Was he angry or jealous that Connor was dating her?
Don’t be stupid, Kira. You want Daniel to be jealous, but he isn’t. It’s time to face the facts. He doesn’t give a crap that you’re dating Connor. He’s just pissed that Connor is a better ball player than he is.
She jumped to her feet when Daniel threw another wild ball. This time Connor wasn’t quick enough to avoid it. It slammed into his right knee and she made a harsh gasp of fear when Connor simply collapsed to the ground. He held his knee, his face the proverbial white as a sheet, as he rolled back and forth on the ground.
She ran down the bleachers, Grace and Addie right behind her, but one of Connor’s team members stopped her before she could run past the chain link fence.
“He’s my boyfriend!” she snapped at him.
“I know,” the man said, “but just give Jack a minute to look at him.”
She waited impatiently as Jack crouched next to Connor and spoke quietly to him. She couldn’t hear what he said but Connor nodded and sat up. Jack reached for his knee and Connor grimaced and shook his head.
A crowd of players from both the Healers team and the Flames team were gathering around home plate and Kira made a noise of frustration when they blocked Connor from her view.
“Just give him a minute,” the man holding her back repeated.
He glanced at Grace and Addie and attempted to explain. “Some guys don’t like their woman to see them in that much pain, you know?”
Grace put her arm around Kira’s shoulders. “He’ll be okay, Kira.”
She nodded distractedly. Her gaze fell on Daniel. He and Brad were standing a little apart from the others and she tore free from Gracie, darted around the Healers player, and marched across the diamond to him.
He gave her a smile. “Hey, doll.”
“Don’t call me that,” she said. “I am not a doll.”
He blinked at her and she moved closer until she was standing directly in front of him. “Did you do that on purpose?”
“What?” Daniel said.
“Did you hit Connor with the ball on purpose,” she said through gritted teeth.