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deep down inside of me. He's usually a pretty keen observer and I can't be found out. "It went well. I think. He's young and smart, much smarter than I gave him credit for."
    "You're basically my last option. The kid has the liveliest arm I've seen in forty years. He could be in the Hall of Fame one day. No bullshit, Doc. I can't fail this kid."
    "I think he'll be fine. He's very, umm, mature for his age. Give me some more time to work with him. I'll try to get him to mellow."
    "We need him to help us get to the postseason."
    His words strike a nerve with me as I think about what Gavin told me. Not to mention my loyalty switched from Coach to Gavin the second his fingers went deep inside of me while he growled naughty things in my ear. "Coach, you need to look at things from his point of view. I think it would help." I try to remain objective, and I tell myself that's what I'm doing. I have a hard time convincing myself it's the truth.
    The vein in his neck starts to bulge. That's the problem with men sometimes, especially the older they get. Their pride.
    "I am looking out for what's best for him." His voice is sharp and his usually cordial nature has left the building.
    "You just told me you need him to make the playoffs. Now, I'm not saying that isn't important. But, the purpose of the minor leagues is to develop major league baseball players, correct?"
    "Yes." He looks away, and I assume it's to avoid my stare.
    "Does the bad boy image, the fighting, the girls —" I swallow hard, a bit of jealousy creeping up through me that I didn't realize was there. Gavin didn't mention the girls, but it's tough not to notice things in this town. "—he says that maintaining that image helps him on the mound. Makes him more intimidating toward hitters."
    "Sure, but—"
    "Nuh, uh, uh. You have to be in this for him. The need must be reciprocated for you two to come to a mutual understanding. You need to find a way that you both get what you want, and work from there on a resolution to your problems."
    He lets out an exasperated breath. "What do you want me to do? What can I do?"
    "For starters, I would suggest listening to him. Try to get him to open up to you. Explain why he is the way he is. Perhaps you can tell him there are ways to be intimidating that still work toward the common goals. That punching out opposing players hurts both of you, not just you. He needs to know you're looking out for him, and not yourself. You have his respect. I could see it. Use it to get what both of you want."
    His arms go up in the air, before settling back in his lap. He looks at the wall. "Fine. It's not a half bad idea. I guess." He flashes me a partial smile. "You're too damn smart for your own good. You know that?"
    His compliment sends a bit of warmth into my cheeks and the corners of my mouth curl to a grin. He moves to his feet and heads toward the door before turning around to face me. "One other thing, Doc. The boy has a goddamned libido like Ron Jeremy. He's probably going to make a move on you. So just be prepared."
    My thighs scissor together under my desk and I try not to think about Gavin and the dirty things he did to me in my office. Right between Coach and myself. On this very desk. "No worries, Coach. I'm sure I can handle it."
    "I'm sure you can. Thanks again."
    I gasp when the door closes behind him. I can't get Gavin off my mind. He was all over me in my sleep last night, his fingers touching me, sometimes rough and sometimes soft and gentle. How am I going to deal with this?
     
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    I walk through the door to my office after running down the street to grab a quick bite. My schedule is packed so tight every day I usually just end up shoveling food in my mouth whenever an opportunity provides itself. When I walk in there are a dozen pink roses in a vase sitting on the side table in the reception area. The arrangement is gorgeous. I'm actually a little jealous of Louise. Her husband is always doing the nicest things for