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Body by Audrey Carlan. Life by Audrey Carlan. Mind by Audrey Carlan. Be the first to reply. Sign in to Comment. Not even my own father had the power to control my emotions like Ross did.

If I didn't know any better, I'd swear he'd served in the military. The way he got all of his athletes in line proved how much he cared. Agents didn't have to make house calls to check in on their clients, but hidden beneath the rough and tumble act was a bit of a softie.

Only I hadn't been in line with my team in over six weeks-since the day it had all gone to hell in a handbasket.

The crowd roared. Standing next to home plate, waiting for the pitch was nothing short of a religious experience.

My spine tingled and the hairs on the back of my neck stood at attention as if God himself stood over my shoulder, waiting for the play. The pitcher pulled back his arm, and everything went dead silent.

The crowd, the announcer, my team, everything stopped. It was me and the ball. I swore I could see the pitcher's fingers tighten around the ball, knuckles turning white,,,and then it would rush forward like a high-speed train. The ball rocketed through the air, subtly swaying in its path as it arched slightly before its descent.

Right down the middle. I didn't see that coming. Usually a pitcher avoided the middle with me at all cost. With good reason.

It was my sweet spot. I pulled back both my arms, and a tiny pinch at my shoulder blades told me I was in perfect position.

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As the ball came closer, its path edged toward the strike zone. With my feet planted, I twisted my entire upper half, used every ounce of strength I possessed, and smashed that ball with my bat.

The crack as the ball met solid oak echoed around me. Instantly, the ball changed direction and flew into the air. For half a second, I watched that ball fly, pride filling my pores with power and energy. Then I let the bat fall, twisted my leg, and jolted into a run. All hell broke loose. Pain seared through my hamstring like a hot knife through butter. I clutched at the ravaged limb, a few steps into running toward first base, and I went down, down, down.

Crashing onto the red clay below, my uniform streaked with dirt as if I were a warrior downed in battle. The only silver lining was that I'd hit a home run. Even though my hammy had snapped like a broken rubber band, that single hit allowed the guys on second and third to run home, and the San Francisco Stingers went home the losers. I left in an ambulance and ended up in surgery for a torn hamstring.

He stood and rummaged through all the pill and liquor bottles on the side table next to the couch. Where was that chick anyway? Tiffany, Kristy, Stephanie,,, What was her name? She'd ridden my cock for a while, but then I blacked out right in the middle.

I snorted.

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Maybe she left when I wasn't able to get her off. Usually, I prided myself on being a generous lover, but I could barely string together enough words to make a sentence last night, let alone make a groupie sing my praises.

Ross spun around, groaned, raked his fingers through his hair, and put the cap back on. Pills, liquor, women? What else? I'm on medical leave-" "The hell you don't!

Get your shit together, or lose your contract. Don't you realize you're up for renewal? You may not have blown through that thirty mil in the last three years, but you're risking your five-year contract.

The numbers are staggering, kid. With the way you've been hitting, you're looking at an offer for upwards of a hundred mil for five years.

Are you sure?

All that"-his eyes blazed-"gone! My agent hadn't put the prospective numbers into any real terms. My name is Parker Ellis. You can call me The Dream Maker. This is where my story begins. New York. International Guy Inc. He hires two friends whose areas of expertise complement his own. Together, they advise the wealthiest people in the world: Hollywood hotshots, European royalty, and the CEOs of multibillion-dollar companies.

Quite literally. Already have an account? Sign in. I remember, sign in. Most of our books are stored in elastic clouds, and traffic is expensive. So we have a limit on the number of downloads.If you want to increase this limit, your can make a donation: download a paper book. Sign in to Comment. Bust out your psychobabble. My name is Parker Ellis.

Three other days, I hit the gym and lift weights with Clay. A sour, funky odor emanated from a spot in the corner. If you want to increase this limit, your can make a donation:.