Dax

Present day

Looking at the glove in my left hand, I grin.

Shit. I caught the ball.

I might be as shocked and surprised as the other men on the team. Cheers come from the hometown players and the bleachers. Just before tossing the ball to the pitcher, I catch sight of someone in the crowd. She isn’t among those standing, but her pale blue eyes are on me.

My smile dims at her expression.

I’ve ...