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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"So, spill." Alisha looks at me, confused as I speak.
"What?"
"I'm sitting here with a food baby while you have a real baby! And you were here asking me to spill earlier? Are you kidding me, Ali?" She bites her lip, containing her excitement. A glow about her is evident. She is stunning and radiant.
"Well I found out right after our trip, it was like a Christmas present. We didn't tell anyone because we were playing it safe. My first pregnancy, I didn't want to risk it" I nod in understanding, it's scary to tell people and then experience a devastating loss.
"The best Christmas present hmm?" She nods in excitement, mesmerized thinking back.
"I wrapped up tiny little shoes and handed them over as a gift to Beckham. You should've seen his face, Lils. I'd never seen him more ecstatic." I felt my own eyes well up at the thought. I couldn't believe they were finally getting their baby.
"Well, you're finally getting your baby, Ali. You'd said it's been years of trying?" She nods, placing her hand on her bump. She'd been doing it for the rest of the evening absentmindedly.
"Want to feel her kick?" She asks.
"You don't have to ask twice," I said. I offered her my hand, and she placed it down on her blossoming bump. Then it happened: I felt the slightest little flutter.
"Happened for the first time this week. Most women don't feel it til the 20th week." Excitement exuded through her, and I couldn't help but smile.
"She wanted to give her mom a surprise" With that her eyes watered "Oh god is this going to be a continuous occurrence, everything makes you cry?"
"It's just, I'm going to be a mom, Lil," she gushed in pure bliss, smiling at the thought of it.
"You are, and I'm going to have to take you baby-shopping to celebrate!" She nodded excitedly. "Could you get Beckham for me?" I nodded as she lay back on the couch, cozy.
I was ecstatic and excited for Alisha. I slipped away from her and made my way up the stairs towards the study, where I heard them lightly.
I crack the door open but halt as Beckham pours himself a glass of scotch. I realize I probably shouldn't be interrupting, but it was his wife.
"So, what's going on with you two? I noticed those glances at dinner. I'm no fool, Hayes," Hayes glanced at him, confused in his chair.
"Nothing's going on with us?" Beckham sighs, not convinced, as he leans over the couch, staring at Hayes skeptically.
"Come on, Hayes, I saw the photos at the Sox game. You two at dinner when we were discussing the baby, did you see Lily's face?" He urges, making me more nervous. I didn't think anyone was paying attention to me.
"No, I didn't; we were focused on Alisha. Beckham, what are you getting at? If you have something to say, say it?" A widespread grin grew across his face as he spoke.
