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Chapters (50)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. CHAPTER ONE PALMER
  6. CHAPTER TWO PALMER
  7. CHAPTER THREE COLE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR PALMER
  9. CHAPTER FIVE PALMER
  10. CHAPTER SIX PALMER
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN COLE
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT PALMER
  13. CHAPTER NINE PALMER
  14. CHAPTER TEN PALMER
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN COLE
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE PALMER
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN PALMER
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN COLE
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN COLE
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN PALMER
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN COLE
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN PALMER
  23. CHAPTER NINETEEN PALMER
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY COLE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE PALMER
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO PALMER
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE PALMER
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR COLE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE PALMER
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX COLE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN PALMER
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT PALMER
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE COLE
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY PALMER
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE PALMER
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO COLE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE PALMER
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR COLE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE PALMER
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX COLE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN PALMER
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT COLE
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE PALMER
  44. CHAPTER FORTY COLE
  45. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE PALMER
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO COLE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE PALMER
  48. EPILOGUE PALMER
  49. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“You did great today, Ethan,” I say, needing a change of subject before my mind gets too carried away. “I saw that throw you made to your cutoff from center field. Nice job.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“I thought I got a little off with my mechanics.” He takes a step and pretends to throw a ball. “I’m working on it.”

“That’s all you can do—work on it.”

“I know how we can celebrate that,” he says. “Wanna go get a corn dog with us?”

My gaze shifts to Palmer. She’s smiling brightly. The reservation that I usually see in her eyes has weakened so much that I really have to strain to find it. Thank God.

“I could be convinced to have a corn dog for dinner,” I say, giving her the space to bow out if she wants.

But me? What I want to do is wrap my arm around her waist and pull her into me. Kiss her forehead. Take her home.

“I think it would be fun.” Ethan looks at his mother. “Instead of you two sneaking around and having pizza without me, you could include me this time.”

Palmer gasps. “We weren’t sneaking around, and even if we were, it’s none of your business, child.”

He laughs. “So is that a yes, then?”

“Maybe I don’t want a corn dog,” she says, smiling.

“Fine. I’ll take Ethan, and we’ll get one without you,” I say, teasing her back.

Her hands find her hips. “Oh, no. You two aren’t going without me.”

“Then say yes,” Ethan says, practically bouncing on his toes.

As if it pains her to acquiesce, Palmer sighs. “Fine. Go get your stuff, and we’ll get a corn dog with Cole.”

Ethan bounds for the dugout, fist pumping as he runs. I watch him and laugh.

“I’m getting him two corn dogs,” I say.

“Why?”

I pull my gaze back to Palmer. Her hair is blowing in the gentle breeze, turning her cheeks the softest shade of pink. Shit, she’s beautiful.

“Because I spent all practice trying to figure out how I was going to talk you into grabbing a bite to eat, and he did my dirty work for me,” I say.

She laughs. “After the day I’ve had at work, I’m happy to do anything for dinner that means that I don’t have to cook.”

“Do you cook a lot? Is that a thing you like to do?”