His new, choppier tone stopped Georgie midstride. Probably on the last barstool in Grumpy Tom’s muttering about your glory days.” I probably need to schedule a tetanus shot anyway.” Georgie turned on a heel and sidestepped a pizza box on her way to the door. “Get out,” Travis snarled, taking a step closer.

The guy we all looked up to is a drunk slob. “I just came to see you for myself, because I couldn’t believe it. “Why did you come here? What do you care?” What a waste.”īy the time Georgie finished, his chest shuddered up and down, muscles jumping on both sides of his jaw. “But in six months? A year? People will shake their heads and laugh when you walk down the street. They understand the loss.” She poked him in the chest, right over his red-and-black baseball diamond tattoo. “Right now, everyone in town feels bad for you. And I’m a children’s birthday party clown-let that sink in.” Georgie paused for a breath. I’m not a kid anymore, but even if I was? I’d have my shit together more than you do. And he needed someone to jab and punch until he was free. So she knew a strong, self-assured man was under this bearded freak’s surface. If she hadn’t spent her life in love with Travis Ford, she would consider him a brother. After all, Travis and Stephen could torture her, but when it came to other people doing it? Not a chance. Ruffled her hair, grabbed from the same bowl of popcorn during movies, and defended her from meanies. But this man had sat across from her at the kitchen table a thousand times. If she hadn’t grown up with Travis, she might have left and gone to lick her wounds. Oh, that was almost her knockout punch, those oh-so-familiar words hitting Georgie’s most sensitive target. “A month you could have used to make a new plan, if you weren’t a wussy man.” She raised an eyebrow. Become a pathetic has-been who tells the same bummer injury story every time he has more than two beers.” She gestured to the apartment. Her hesitation had caused him to back slowly toward the bedroom, though, so she shook off her sympathy and pressed on.

Travis Ford was insecure enough to write himself off as a failure? She’d never known him to be anything but wildly confident-to a fault even. There’s nowhere to go from there but down. That was all my life was ever building to. I was a professional baseball player, Georgie. “You’re acting like I got laid off from just any job. “Hold the fuck on,” Travis thundered, following her out of the bedroom, just your average, everyday, gorgeously pissed-off athlete who was once a contender for Rookie of the Year. I’m going to talk to my brother about finding a cooler friend.” I think you’ve been sitting in here crying to your highlight reels, wondering where it all went wrong. “I think you want to stay in here forever, because it means you don’t have to try again.” Working a loose-hipped swagger out of the room, she called back over her shoulder.

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