Free Throwing Love #4 (Throwing Love #4) by Nella Tyler Page B

madness. What was he thinking?”
    “I know. I know. I told him exactly that, but he wasn't
listening to me. Regardless of the fact that I know baseball, the guy rarely
listens to me. He thinks he knows what is best, and I thought he had a handle
on it. Then it got to the point where I just gave up and spending time with him
was wonderful. I took advantage of the fact that he is so talented, and I
thought that he would be okay. But even I know that's a foolish way of thinking,
the most talented major league players never miss practices unless they have a
really good reason. I'm an idiot.”
    Connie laughed, “You're not an idiot. You were happy; you
can't blame yourself for that. Besides, Bennett is a big boy, he should have
known better. Did he really expect a manager to snap him up with that behavior?
It's just ridiculous for him to have done something like that.”
    “Well, that's what brings me to today.”
    “Seriously? It's connected? That can't be good.”
    “Nope. So Bennett and I are finishing up some serious sexy
time when there's a knock on the door.”
    Connie is smiling as I tell her the story. “It's not just
regular knocking, either. Someone is practically trying to punch down the door.
So Bennett goes to answer it, and here is the weird thing, he tells me to stay
put.”
    Connie frowned. “Why?”
    I shrugged. “I don't know. Maybe he had a feeling about who
it was at the door and didn't want me involved. Anyways, I stay in his bedroom
while he goes out. But I cracked open the door just a little so that I could
hear what was going on.”
    “Good girl,” Connie says while laughing.
    “So, Bennett opens the door and in walks my dad with Bennett’s coach
following right behind him.”
    “Oh my God, no! What was your dad doing there in the first
place?”
    “Well, I guess my dad's in town to watch Bennett's game.
Maybe he's seriously considering signing him up now. Either way, I don't know
because I haven't talked to him yet.” I threw my hands up in the air in
exasperation. “I guess my dad randomly went to Bennett's practice yesterday to
watch him and found out he wasn't there. What made matters worse is he went to
talk to his coach and found out that he had missed the past four practices. He
was steaming mad when he showed up at Bennett's place today. He practically
yelled at Bennett the whole time about his priorities and telling him his
talent meant nothing.”
    Connie roared with laughter. “Oh my God, you must have
wanted to die. How did Bennett take it?”
    “Pretty well, considering, but what's he going to do? He has
his idol standing before him telling him that he's a moron. He can't exactly
argue the point. Anyways, Bennett gave him some BS excuse about why he missed
and said it would never happen again.”
    “Wow. That's intense.”
    “Yeah, the best part was when my dad was leaving, he told
Bennett not to worry about girls. That there were plenty in the big leagues
when he got there.”
    Connie's mouth dropped open before she started laughing
again. “He didn't? Oh your dad is a keeper, for sure. He says the most priceless
things.”
    “Tell me about it. Wait until he finds out I have been the
'girl' this whole time. I almost wanted to walk out there and shame him on the
spot, but I was afraid of getting hit with crossfire.”
    “Oh, what are you going to do?”
    “I have no idea but that's the least of my worries,” I said
with a laugh.
    “There's more?”
    “Oh, I haven’t even got to the bad news yet. So, my dad
leaves and Bennett comes back in the room. He has no idea I've been listening
the entire time. I ask him what my father wanted, and he says that my dad was
just checking in with him and wanted to see how he was doing.”
    “What? He didn't tell you about the outburst? Did he assume
you were deaf or something?”
    I smiled. “No, he just gave me some BS reasons for my father
being there and left out the whole argument. He basically lied to me about why
my father