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free agency.

“Isn’t that Mr. Swindell to you? Now that you’re the head honcho, I’d expect that formality. Or, since I’m not technically here under legal means, does that mean you don’t have to pay me that respect?”

It’s a low blow, mentioning her father’s scandal right out of the gate, but I’m fucking pissed. We all are. Most of the players here don’t even want to go out and represent the team this year, but that would mean giving up the thing we love even more than we hate the Callahans; the game of baseball. And for me, someone who only has a few good seasons left, I’m not willing to sacrifice one.

Colleen’s eyes narrow, and that button nose scrunches slightly, but aside from that, she gives no other reaction.

“Of course not, all the players and staff here garner every ounce of my respect. If you’d prefer I address you by a formal title, I will be more than obliged to do so. Just let me know. I’m actually glad I caught you, because I’ve been meaning to contact you or your assistant. I’d love to have a sit down with you. As a veteran player in the league, I’d love to talk over some strategies for rallying the locker room. I know this season won’t be easy—”

There is so much rage in the hand I hold up, inches from her face, to stop her from speaking, that I’m shaking.

“I’ll play my damn heart out, because this is my team now, and I’m never the guy to abandon my men on the field. But don’t for one second think that I want to be here. Don’t even dare speak my name in your press conferences, or attempt to make me this club’s poster child for rebuilding its image. The minute my contract is up, I’m done with the lot of you crooks. Your family is a stain on the name of major league baseball, and I don’t want mine associated with it in any way.”

I see it when it happens. That one millisecond of pain, of shock, that flits across her expression. But in the next breath, she’s locking it down, squaring her shoulders.

This woman is unflappable. I’m kind of glad about that, because she’s going to need it. This season is going to be a shit-storm for her, both personally and professionally.

“Understood. I wish you the best of luck in your season here, Mr. Swindell. From what I’ve seen, you’re a grade A player with both talent and hard work behind you.”

On the other hand, it makes me livid that she can be so cool in her response, that I didn’t make her want to swing back at me. Makes me wonder who did a number on this woman to make her so robotic.

As she nods her goodbye and walks away with careful and measured steps, my ire burns even brighter, deep in my gut. How that woman can occupy her father’s office, how the Callahan family can expect anyone to respect their involvement in the sport moving forward, is beyond me.

Luckily, I only have to make it one season with these crooks. One calendar year of baseball, and I’m a free agent.

And then I’m out of Packton, Pennsylvania for good.

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Also by Carrie Aarons

Standalones:

Love at First Fight

Nerdy Little Secret

That’s the Way I Loved You

Fool Me Twice

Hometown Heartless

The Tenth Girl

You’re the One I Don’t Want

Privileged

Elite

Red Card

Down We’ll Come, Baby

As Long As You Hate Me

All the Frogs in Manhattan

Save the Date

Melt

When Stars Burn Out

Ghost in His Eyes

On Thin Ice

Kissed by Reality

The Callahan Family Series:

Warning Track

Stealing Home

Check Swing

The Rogue Academy Series:

The Second Coming

The Lion Heart

The Mighty Anchor

The Nash Brothers Series:

Fleeting

Forgiven

Flutter

Falter

The Flipped Series:

Blind Landing

Grasping Air

The Captive Heart Duet:

Lost

Found

The Over the Fence Series:

Pitching to Win

Hitting to Win

Catching to Win

Box Sets:

The Complete Captive Heart Duet

The Over the Fence Box Set

About the Author

Author of romance novels such as The Tenth Girl and Privileged, Carrie Aarons writes books that are just as swoon-worthy as they are sarcastic. A former journalist, she prefers the love stories of her imagination, and the athleisure dress code, much better.

When she isn't writing, Carrie is busy binging reality TV, having a love/hate relationship with cardio, and trying not to burn dinner. She’s a Jersey girl living in Texas with her husband, daughter, son and Great Dane/Lab rescue.

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