Page 101 of Easy Out

For purely selfish reasons, I held back. I needed to feel her clench around me. Basically, my dick was jealous of my fingers.

It’s only gotten better since that night. I’m still barely able to hold it together around her. Sometimes just looking at Lauren has my cock leaking. I’m learning about her body and what makes her wet and begging for my touch. Fuck if that doesn’t do things to my ego.

Coach calls us together for a pep talk breaking me from my thoughts about mi brujita. He mentions post-game interviews are a requirement for all players. He looks me square in the eye. Coach also let us know they will be filming the game to make highlight reels for the school’s social media channels.

Basically, don’t fuck up and make him look bad.

After the pregame anthem, I take my place on the field. We are scrimmaging with Auburn today. They aren’t a team to sleep on. We’ve battled with them several times over the years. There is no love lost between our two teams.

Wyatt has a few rivals from his high school days on the team too. With him on the mound, it will be interesting. I think he is looking forward to striking out one or two of their guys to extract a little payback from last season.

Auburn’s first batter squares up to the plate. Koa signals a pitch. Wyatt shakes it off. He keeps shaking his head until Koa signals one he likes.

The batter gets a piece of the ball, and it sails in my direction. He takes off running to first base. With a quick hop, I stretch my left hand, plucking the ball out of the air with the tip of my glove.

Wyatt puts in the work on the next two batters fouling out one and striking out the other. We switch to offense. Koa is first up at the plate for our side. I’m second followed by our right fielder Thomas.

I manage to get a clean hit down the line earning me an easy double. Koa advances to third base. Coach has him hold there. Thomas waits for his pitch while Koa and I inch our way off the bag. We’re both ready to run.

Thomas cracks his bat with the ball. After the first hop, Koa and I take off. He scores easily. I sprint after him down the third base line and slide across home plate, barely missing the tag by Auburn’s catcher. We end the inning up three runs. Thomas is giddy in the dugout boasting about his high RBI count.

By the ninth inning, I’m starting to feel edgy waiting for the game to be over. A few more outs and it will be time for interviews.

“Let’s end this,” Wyatt shouts from the mound. Auburn has one out and one on base. Their guy at bat has been driving balls down the third base line all day. I nod to Derek and signal him to step behind the bag and be prepared.

Number fifty-two swings hard and the ball flies low between me and third base. I call it, letting Derek know he doesn’t need to move. Diving for the ball, I catch it and quickly pop up on my knees to flick the ball over to second base.

It wasn’t pretty, but we got the out.

The guys from the outfield run in, thanking me for ending the game. I’m smiling, silently celebrating with the team when Coach grabs my attention.

“You’re the first interview, Hart. Go clean yourself up while they get everything set up on the field.” A myriad of emotions hit me at once. Anger, panic, fear, but I don’t let it show. I give Coach Lawson a curt nod and walk toward the athletic building.

The guys are already showering and getting dressed for their interviews. Most of them are excited for an opportunity to talk about themselves. I wish I could be that relaxed and blasé.

I punch in the code to the safe in my locker. Once it clicks open, I grab my phone. I have a few messages from my parents and one from Lauren. I check hers first.

LAUREN

How was the game?

ME

Good. They had their rook pitching. It was an easy win.

Lauren reads the text immediately.

LAUREN

I don’t know what a rook means in baseball but I’m guessing it has nothing to do with chess.

ME

Your lack of sports slang is appalling. Their rookie. The new guy on the team.

LAUREN

That clears everything.

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