When Lily Langston goes to a game with her best friend. The last thing she ever thought to happen was being hit in the face with a ball.
But what left her even more shocked was when the guest pitcher himself, the known ruthless billionaire Hayes Gr...
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December came with its chilling realities. With Christmas around the corner, you come to realize that, nothing is the same as it once was. Like Thanksgiving, like any other holiday to come.
It was a cruel reminder of grief. But things had gotten better, though Hayes was still a bit chilling. Something big had been bothering him recently and I wasn't sure what.
We'd finally settled on Vermont after his stubbornness around it. He didn't want to go but somehow Beckham guilted him according to Alisha. She had called me to give me her detailed list of what to pack.
And it was not a lot?
"Look, look" I point to the car in front of us.
"I can see the car, I'm the one who's operating the vehicle Lily" I shook my head and pointed at the bumper sticker "Honk if you love sky diving?"
"Honk!"
"No? We don't skydive."
"I have this theory where I like to test out if people actually like it if you honk or not" he looked at me and then back to the horn.
"That's crazy."
"It's an option, it doesn't say 'don't' honk!" It had been a long ride of a total of two hours and thirty minutes through snow. We were 18 minutes away but it seemed like the longest minutes of my life.
"Honk Hayes."
"No."
"Pleaseee."
"No."
"Hayes P-" he honks the horn and I smile victoriously.
"Oh shit, they did not want us to honk" I grimace and duck my face down as the car looks over at us. The middle finger was flashed and I couldn't help but giggle.
"See what you've done" I smirk and turn my head out the other window to be greeted by the snow.
"Not the end of the world, live a little... they asked for it" I looked back over to see him staring at me "What?"
"You like snow?"
"Love snow" The ski lodge peered behind the trees and we approached it "This is gorgeous" I looked back at him amazed.
"Beckham owns this?"
"We both do" he parks the car "I just don't come up here really" he opens his car door shuts it and goes to the trunk. I step out and make my way towards the trunk.
We were going to fly, but I insisted that driving was the better option. Though sitting in a car for 2 hours with him wasn't fun, neither was the hole burning in our ozone. I made him use one of his electric cars, so his mood wasn't the best.
He was bent over reaching for a bag in the trunk. But right now all I could do was stare at his ass, it honestly was kinda nice. Not to be weird or dramatic "Lily?"
