Page 65 of Bad Call

It was a beautiful ceremony… once I started paying attention. Austin approached his groom to his walkout song, and his parents were there along with Marcus’s. The sexy fantasy of the locker room switched to one like this, standing side-by-side with Casey on a ball field as we exchanged vows someday. Maybe Rawlings would hold our rings. She would look adorable, with a bow around her neck instead of a collar.

God, one wedding, and I was turning into a fucking sap.

There was a buffet laid out behind home plate, and dancing on the infield under the stars. I was glad I didn’t have to hide anymore, and that I could dance with Casey out in the open.

His arms were wound around my back and waist, mine around his neck. “All of our best memories are at ball fields, aren’t they?”he mused.

“The night you fucked me on my knees in the grass?”

He laughed. “I was thinking of the day we met for the second time, and I realized who you were.”

“This night doesn’t suck either,” I added, pressing my cheek to his.

The sky had turned dark, and the stars were out in full force. I sighed, feeling all the tension leave my body as I melted into him. “I dreamed of this, you know. Wished for it.”

“What are you talking about?” he asked, pulling back to look into my eyes.

“That night at the ball field when you fucked me? We wished on that shooting star, don’t you remember? You asked me what I wished for, and I said it wouldn’t come true if I told you. This is what I wished for.”

“Dancing under the stars with me?” A smile teased his lips.

“Sort of.” My lips touched his, and he opened for me, welcoming my tongue into his mouth. When the kiss ended, I breathed against his lips, my forehead resting against his. “Kissing you out in the open under the stars, being in your arms. Belonging to you.”

Casey held me tighter. “I wished for this, too. I guess wishes really do come true.”

“Does that mean the one I had earlier about me and you in the locker room will come true?”

“Oh, you can count on it,” he promised. “Go figure,” he smirked, nipping at my nose. “The guy known for making terrible calls turned out to be the best call of my life.”

“Go figure.” I grinned, tasting victory at last.