Rookie Mistake: A Sports Romance Novel (The Beasts of Baseball Book 1)

by Ward,Alice

  “Okay. You’re right.” She wrapped her hand over the top of mine and let out a soft sigh. “Can you invite Mark and Lizzy to come up for dinner tonight? I want to cook something good for all of us. We haven’t seen them in forever, and I know they want to celebrate your first day of freedom with you.”

  “Yeah, but I’m not inviting them to stay the rest of the week with us. I want time just me and you.” I moved my hand back up her thigh, shaking off her hold on me. “I know I have you every night, but I honestly can’t stop thinking of the next time I’ll get to press my lips to yours or slide my hands over your silky skin.”

  “You’re turning me on.” She looked over at me with a dreamy look in her eyes. She could play attorney all day long, but she was still little Alisa Beeler when she looked at me like that.

  “Hold that thought, and I promise to exploit it fully later tonight.” I smiled as she swatted at me before closing her eyes.

  “I love you. Be mine forever,” she whispered softly before letting out a contented sigh.

  “You’re stuck, baby.”

  *

  We took our time packing, and by the time we’d stopped by the grocery store and were on our way to the lake house, it was getting dark. Lizzy and Mark were going to meet us up there for a late dinner, and some part of me lamented over Alisa wanting to share the evening with them, but I understood it.

  My brother and his wife had been far too good to me, and Alisa had grown close to both of them over the last year.

  “So here’s the deal,” Alisa started as she pulled me from my thoughts. “I realized today that I’m not happy.”

  “With us?” I turned my attention to her as my heart constricted in my chest. There hadn’t been another time in my life that I was so damn scared of losing someone like I was her. The drama with Melissa and Dillon the year before was enough to leave me freaking out at the most simple of situations, but having Alisa fall out of love with me was never a thought I’d entertained.

  “No, baby. You’re stuck too.” She turned in her seat and pulled her legs up to her chest as she pressed her cheek to her knees. Her jeans fit her almost too well, and I couldn’t help but reach over and brush my hand down the back of her thigh before swiping my fingers over her mound.

  “Zek. Jeez.” She swatted at me. “I’m being serious right now.”

  “I’m trying. Put your legs down.” I lifted my eyebrow and gave her a cocky smirk. “You’re the girl of my dreams. Excuse me for wanting to find any excuse to touch you.”

  “I’m not happy with my career move. I love working with Jeffery, and I think working with you would be great, but I miss the high emotional experience of being in court.” She sighed and dropped her legs from the seat. “I’m not sure what to do, but after seeing Lizzy this morning when I slipped away for a bit, she wants to talk about opening a private practice for just the two of us. She’s been dealing with some shit at the firm and is ready for a change too.”

  “Really? That surprises me. Lizzy has always talked about Dellup like it was the end all be all.” I put both hands on the wheel and tried to stop thinking about how good it would feel to hold Alisa in the dark coolness of my bedroom at the lake.

  “I think working at a prestigious firm like Dellup is every lawyer’s dream, but we quickly forget that those guys get their name by looking ethical, but not following very many rules at all.” She turned to look out the window as we drove up the side of a hill. The reflection of the sun setting on the lake was breathtaking, much like the beautiful girl beside me.

  “Baby, you know I support you in anything you want to do.” I took a quick breath and reached over to rest my hand on the back of her shoulders. “I honestly wasn’t sure I was going to return to the firm when we headed up there this morning. I love you, and I care a lot about Jeffery, but going back is my decision. Just my decision, you know?”

  She glanced over at me and nodded. “You’re right. I need to think it through a little more, but I’m pretty sure I need to be back in court. It just feels right, like I belong there.”

  “So what do we need to do if you and Lizzy decide that you want to open a private practice?” I pulled off the main road and turned onto the long dirt road that would lead to my favorite getaway.

  “We would need a building or an office. There’s loads of paperwork to file. Partnership agreements would need to be drafted and agreed upon. Then we would start advertising if needed, though I’m pretty sure my old clients would be thrilled to hear that I was going back into practice.” She shrugged and wrapped her arms around herself. “I just want to make the right decision.”

  “Yeah, but what if there is truly no right decision? What if it’s really just the best decision you can make at the time?” I pulled into the driveway of the house and turned off the car. “There’s not always a right or wrong decision. Sometimes there is a gray area that you have to travel through. Does that make sense?”

  “More than you know. Enough of this deep hypothetical stuff. Let’s go make these new side dishes I’ve been wanting to try, hang out with your brother and Lizzy, and then kick them out so we can reacquaint ourselves with some of my teenage fantasies.”

  “Only your teenage fantasies? I was hoping to hear some updated and far dirtier ones than those of a silly teenage girl.” I unlocked the doors and got out of the car, pausing to stretch and take in the darkened forest all around us.

  Alisa’s arms wrapped around me from behind and I leaned against her a little, loving the feel of her close to me. Why in the world I fought her for so long was beyond me.

  Her hands moved down from my waist and cupped my dick, squeezing softly as she pressed her teeth to the back of my shoulder. “I want you.”

  “Good,” I groaned and pressed my hands over hers. “Tell my brother to fuck off and let’s take the boat out. We can take some blankets, and I’ll make you feel things you didn’t think were possible.”

  She moaned loudly and moved back, popping my butt hard and then grabbing some of the groceries. “You promised. I’m going to hold you to it.”

  “I’m going to hold you to the bottom of the canoe and let the waves rock us into a high we both need.” I chuckled and grabbed the rest of the bags before following her up the stairs to the cabin.

  I was glad we decided on the sporadic trip out of town. She needed it, and I was itching to get away from my house. If I didn’t see it for a few weeks, I’d be grateful. It was too much of a comfort for me. It was a safety net, a place where I could hide away and forget that life existed outside of my little space. It was dangerous.

  The bright lights of Mark’s old truck lit up the house as he parked behind us.

  “They’re early.” Alisa moved back as I worked to unlock the door, grateful for the spotlight for the moment.

  “You know Lizzy will be early to her damn funeral.” I laughed and opened the door. “Go on in and turn on the lights. I’ll see if they need help.”

  She took the bags from me as I turned and walked back down the stairs. “Hey, guys. Thanks for coming up. Traffic okay?”

  “You know it was.” Mark moved from the truck, cane free. “You were right in front of us most of the way.”

  “Was that you guys riding my ass the whole time?” I chuckled and moved to hug my brother. We hadn’t seen each other in a few days, which was more than normal. He’d been a staple in my year of house arrest, and a huge part of helping me and Alisa work through everything after her run in with Melissa. It took a while for all of us to get back to some semblance of normalcy, but it was happening… slowly.

  “I swear the doctor filled his foot with lead when they fixed him up this last time.” Lizzy moved from her side of the truck and gave me a hug. Her voice left me thinking she was in good spirits, but the dark circles under her eyes told a very different story.

  “Hey, Lizzy. How are you?” I hugged her before turning and wrapping my arm over her shoulders as we moved to the house.

  “I’m good. Just
a long day at the office.” She shrugged and pulled away from me as we reached the stairs. “What are we having for dinner?”

  “Grilled pork chops, and Alisa has some side dishes she wants to try out on you guys.” I smirked.

  “Good. I’ll go help her. You boys fire up the grill.” Lizzy glanced over her shoulder and lifted her eyebrow at us like we were ten and didn’t know how to light the grill.

  “Yes, ma’am.” My brother saluted her before turning to me and lifting the miniature cooler he had in his hand. “I figured we could celebrate old school style. I got your favorite beer from when we were kids.”

  “Oh damn. They still make that poison?” I reached out and took the cooler before walking around the back of the house with Mark next to me.

  “They do.” He breathed in deeply and moved to stand in front of the grill as I pulled out two beers.

  “Lizzy okay? She seems a little off.” I popped the top on one of them and handed it to Mark, only to do it again before taking a long swig of mine.

  “She’s going through some shit at work. She’s not being very open about it.” He got the fire on the grill roaring before turning to look back at me. “I’m worried about her, but you know how she is. Independent. Strong. Bossy as fuck.”

  “And you love all those things about her.” I chuckled and sat down on one of the chairs I had scattered about the deck. The stars were just starting to come out, and I couldn’t help but feel almost overwhelmed with gratefulness at the life I had. I’d been through hell, but it had forged me into becoming a better man, a more focused man. A man I could be proud to be.

  “Oh man, yeah. I’d be nothing without that woman in there.” Mark lifted his beer to me. “To the women who love men like us. God help them.”

  “Someone needs to.” I laughed and took a long drink of the beer before closing my eyes. Alisa would be mine forever, and it was almost time to set that promise in stone.

  I needed to go shopping — for a ring.

  CHAPTER 6

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  Alisa

  Thanks for inviting us up here tonight. I needed to get away from everything.” Lizzy moved up beside me and reached for a knife as she held a tomato in her hand.

  “Of course.” I finished chopping the rest of the vegetables as she worked on the salad. “Did Ronnie ever mention who was pulling his strings? I just can’t imagine who has someone as powerful as him in their back pocket.”

  “No, but I honestly don’t want to know. Working at the firm has been a challenge since day one, but I knew what I was getting into. You don’t rise to the top of our profession by keeping your nose clean the entire time. It’s horrible, but true.” She shrugged. “But, I’m sure you know that.”

  “Yeah, I guess I just figured that there were still some good guys out there.” I tossed the veggies into the hot pan next to me as she offered me a glass of wine.

  “There are. You and I are the good guys now.” She took a quick sip before setting her glass down and hopping up onto the counter beside me. “Did you mention anything to Zek about what we talked about earlier?”

  “Yeah. He’s all for it.” I glanced over at her. “I think you and I first need to put your case together against Dellup, and then in the background we can work on all the stuff that needs to be in place to start up a private practice.”

  “That sounds great. With Zek not using that big-ass building he bought a few years back for Kellington, do you think he would be willing to lease out a floor for us?”

  “I don’t see why not.” I smiled. “Knowing him, there’s no way he’s going to let us pay for anything though.”

  “Who wouldn’t let you pay?” Mark’s voice filled up the kitchen, and I turned and gave him a warm smile before walking over for a quick hug. He was looking much better after his last leg surgery. Him not having a cane was a big deal, and a great relief.

  “Well, not you, greedy.” Lizzy hopped off the counter and moved to help Zek with the plate of pork chops. “I was referring to the kind brother.”

  “Me?” Zek handed off the plate to Lizzy and moved in behind me, sliding his hands around my waist and holding me from behind as I finished up my tasks.

  “Yes, you.” I bumped him with my butt as he growled softly in response. “Lizzy and I were talking about renting out one of the unused floors in your office building.”

  “What for?” Mark moved up to the breakfast nook and sat down beside Lizzy. The beer in his hand was one I hadn’t seen since our teenage years.

  “We’re thinking about opening a private practice. I told you about all that shit with Dellup today. I think my time there is limited.” She shrugged, and Mark reached over to wrap an arm around her shoulders.

  “You guys aren’t paying for anything.” Zek released me and let out a snort. “You can have anything you want. You both know that.”

  “I’ll take your money.” Mark gave us a playful look and shrugged like he was helping us out somehow.

  “See? I married the wrong damn brother.” Lizzy rolled her eyes and we laughed before setting the table and finding a spot around it.

  *

  “That was fun.” Zek stood behind me on the front porch as the lights of Mark’s old truck dimmed.

  “Yeah. I’m a little worried about Lizzy, but much like you had to do, it’s decision time for her. She made the right decision today in court, but you should have seen how close she came to making the wrong one.” I turned and pressed my hands to the thick muscles of his chest as my pulse spiked. He was beyond beautiful, every wicked wet dream I’d ever had.

  “Power and wealth are enticing. Too much so at times.” He brushed his fingers over the sides of my neck. “Enough of all that. Let’s go get some blankets and get out on the lake. I hear the fish are out and looking for someone’s ass to chew on.”

  “Zek Kellington.” I popped his chest and laughed before following him back into the house. He was beyond comical when the moment allowed for it. I’d almost forgotten in the intensity of the last few years that one of the things I loved about him most was his sense of humor.

  “You love me just like I am.” He glanced over his shoulder as he moved down the darkened hall into the bedroom. “I’ll change in the bathroom and you stay in here. If we get naked together, all bets are off. I’d not be leaving the room anytime soon, neither would you be.”

  “Oh yeah? Still that turned on by me?” I got up on the bed, crawling up and moving sensually toward the pillows.

  “Tease.” He rushed the bed and tackled me, turning me over and pressing his strong chest against mine. “I love it.”

  “Good. Now get off.” I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled him down for a kiss as he growled against my lips. How we still wanted to roll around in the bed and play with each other after the emotional day we’d endured was beyond me, and yet there we were, wrapped around each other.

  “Make me get off. That’s your job anyway.” He pressed his teeth to the tender flesh below my ear and rubbed his erection against my stomach as my need for him to be buried inside me roared to life.

  “I wanna fuck in the boat. Get off and let’s get out there before I change my mind.” I knew how to get his attention. He was off me within seconds and jogging to the bathroom like someone was after him.

  “One boat fucking coming up.” The door closed, and I let my head drop back on the bed, loving how alive he was all of a sudden. A year in jail and another in house arrest had almost stripped a part of him away that I loved too much to lose. The fun part. The silly, playful, teasing part. There was hope that it would resurrect seeing that it had already started to.

  *

  “You don’t really think the fish are going to get me, do you?” I moved closer to Zek in the middle of the canoe. He’d rowed us out to the middle of the lake, and I couldn’t imagine a more beautiful night to be together.

  “No, baby.” He wrapped his arms around me and pressed his nose to the side of my neck. “How did I get so lucky, Al
isa? You could have any man in the whole world. I’m a criminal, a scoundrel, a nothing.”

  I turned to press my forehead to his and breathed in deeply. “You’re none of those things. Stop talking like that. I don’t like it.”

  His fingers played along my scalp as he tightened his grip on my hair and turned his head a little to let his lips brush by mine.

  “Don’t tell me what to do, woman.” He nipped at me, and my stomach tightened, my nipples budding painfully. There was nothing like finding myself under his direct attention. It was thrilling and heady.

  “And if I do it again?” I licked at his mouth before pressing my lips to his.

  He groaned and forced his warm tongue deep into my mouth. With a slight shifting, I was on his lap, straddling him. His hands raced down my back, massaging my aching muscles.

  “Then I’ll let the fish get you.” He smiled and the world melted.

  “No, you won’t.” I tugged at his t-shirt and pulled it over his head to reveal his silky tight skin. It stretched over the thick muscles of his chest and defined rivets of his abdomen. “God, you’re sexy.”

  “All yours, baby.” He touched the side of my face gingerly and licked at his lips. “Tug off your jeans and I’ll work on mine. Just don’t tip the boat. It’s fucking freezing in that water.”

  I laughed. “I thought we were skinny dipping tonight.”

  “You thought wrong. That sounded hot until I stuck my hand in it back at the dock. We wouldn’t have to worry about the fish biting your ass. They’d be after me…” He let the conversation drop, but I couldn’t help but laugh loudly at him.

  He was too much. Too perfect.

  Carefully moving off him, I shimmied out of my jeans and pulled my shirt off as well. My matching bra and panties were only able to be seen due to them being white, but I was grateful for the contrast. He growled softly, and I knew he was as well.