Page 103 of Fake Love

And its not like I have work that I have to think about. I can be a social media manager from anywhere in the world.

I love the city, sure, but its not like I can’t come back.

There is nothing holding me back.

Without thinking about it, I find myself nodding at my computer screen.

“What is that yes for?” Maddox nods, a small smile starting to form on his lips.

“Yes, I’m willing to move with you. It's also a yes to moving in together.” I say, giving the answer that has been on my tongue since he asked the question.

“Really?” he says, giving me a boyish smile. I love seeing it on his face so much.

“Yes, really.” I say giving him another nod. “Let’s move in together.”

The smile on Maddox's face says it all. “Yeah, let's.”

It's hours after the call ends, while I’m in bed wishing that Maddox was there with me that I realize that I’m about to move in with a man that I haven’t even said I love you to yet.

I’m not scared of the words. I just need to find the courage to save them.

Because I love Maddox Bauer and I will say yes to anything he asks of me.

30

SEPTEMBER 20, 2022

Maddox

September by far is my favorite month out of the year.

It has nothing to with the stupid weather or that shit seasonal drink, but everything to do with baseball.

This is the time of the season that can make or break a team. Rosters grow from twenty-five to forty and a good chunk of teams are vying for a spot in the postseason.

Bats become machines, gloves are on fire and the pitching is fucking spectacular.

Did I think the pitching part about myself? Fuck yes I did.

My pitching has been on point since August, the team winning in each of my starts.

Have there been losses? Of course there has been, its baseball. No matter how good your game has been, there will always be a few losses thrown in there.

I may lose a start between now and October but I won’t let it.

Especially when the Miners are half a game away from clenching the western division.

One game and then baseball will be just baseball for a few days until October comes and it’s time to put in more work and fight for that world champions title.

First things first though, winning this game and hoping that Los Angeles loses theirs.

I slide one of my shoes to head to the stadium, when I hear Jen’s voice in the distance as if she is talking to someone.

Jen officially moved into my place last week. There was a spurt of home games where we were able to move her things over and when I had to leave, she called Selena and Hunter to help her out.

She still has her apartment, mostly because her lease isn’t up until January, but she is officially here permanently.

I never was one to want to live with girlfriends. It was always I had my space and they had theirs, and I liked it that way. Yet with Jen it was different.

---