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"What do you want, Emily?" I ask again.
"I saw your picture in the paper. You know, the one with Ryder?"
"So?" I ask, shutting my eyes as I pinch the bridge of my nose in exasperation. "You aren't with Ryder anymore."
"I know. It's just...I'm in trouble, Tillie, and you're the only one that can help me because none of the Monroe's talk to me anymore," Emily says. I can hear the desperation in her voice.
"I don't know why you think I would or could help you."
"Because you're a good person. I have no one and nowhere else to turn. I need you to get Ryder to talk to me," she says hurriedly. "I’ve tried to call him all week, but he's not taking my calls. The house phone is unlisted—"
"Why are you trying to get a hold of Ryder?"
"Tillie…I'm in trouble…I'm pregnant."
I absently hang up the phone, ignoring the fact she’s still talking. My eyes open in shock but I don’t see the room around me.
I'm confused as to why I don't hear anything breaking as my world crashes in on me.
Ryder
I step up to the plate again and try to get my breath. Two strikes.Jesus.I haven’t been this bad in years—maybe forever. I don’t know how to make it better, either because my mind isn’t on the game. That’s unheard of for me. For me, no matter who was in my life, what was going on, it has always been about the game that I loved to the point of obsession.
That’s just yet one more thing that Tillie has changed. When I get my hands on her, and after I’ve worn her ass out for putting me through this shit, I will inform her of that and tell her the next time she fucks up my game she’s going to be sucking my cock for a week as an apology.
“Time out!” The umpire calls out and I jerk. I see Green walking toward me and shit, an idiot could see he’s pissed.
I’ve seen Green pissed. It’s usually at one of the other players, never at me. In all my life baseball has been my world and my escape. No, Coach Green never had to be pissed at me and yet, here he is.Fucking spectacular.When this game is over, and once I track Tillie down,andI’ve spanked her ass to the point the only comfortable position she can be in is on her hands and knees in my bed—head up, ass down—andafter she’s sucked me off until her stomach is bloated from how much fucking cum I’ve made her swallow down, she’s going to give me her ass while begging for more—even if she doesn’t like it.
All that for making Coach Green pissed at me and ruining my love of the game.
It won’t be enough, but it might calm my ass down a small amount so I can fucking breathe.
“We okay here, Ryder?”
“Yeah,” I clip.We’re fucking peachy, Coach. I can’t find Tillie and she’s hiding from me. My cock is hard because I can’t stop thinking about how I’m going to punish her. She’s made me hate baseball and if I don’t get off the field soon, I’m probably going to get arrested or put in the looney bin.I can’t tell him that, so instead I just say, “Yeah, I’m good.” My voice is tight, my body tighter.
“Whatever you got in your head, you need to clear it out,” Green mutters.
“I’ll do that,” I tell him.I’ll do it as soon as I’ve unloaded three gallons of cum into Tillie’s mouth and put her to work to make some more.
“See that you do,” Green orders.
“Sure. We done here?” I snap.
I want off this damn field. I’ve been trying to get Tillie on the phone since eight o’clock yesterday. I’m not counting the random times I tried on and off yesterday. I’m saying I’ve tried without pausing since last night at eight. I did that up until I was forced to go out on the field and that happened without pause.She’s not answering.I’ve run the gamut of emotions from fear to just straight up anger.
“Sure, Ryder. We’re done. Just one more thing.”
“Shoot,” I mutter.
“When this is over, I’m going to kick your ass for failing to show me respect.”
Fucking spectacular.
“Understood.”
Yet another thing to punish Tillie for.If I find her.I’ve called her parents, but they hung up on me after her father called me a fucking pathetic excuse for a man who was going to kick my ass if I showed up in Pine Ridge and even tried to contact his daughter. This was good news, because that was the moment that I knew she wasn’t dead beside the road somewhere and just mad at me for something. Admittedly, it wasn’t great that whatever it was she involved her parents—that’s another reason for punishment—but it was better than imagining her dying somewhere unknown and me unable to get to her.
