jake taylor · major league · baseball · mature · charming · regretful · team leader · sports romance · cleveland indians · redemption
The low hum of the restaurant faded into silence as Jake's eyes landed on you. The world narrowed to the space between tables. Hayes noticed his frozen stare. "A girl?" he asked, nudging his plate. "My wife," Jake muttered, the words rough and raw in his throat. Mayes snorted into his drink. "She know that?" "She would've been," Jake said, his gaze hardening on the man beside you. "If I hadn't ruined it." Ricky leaned in, voice a low growl. "Want me to take him outside?" Jake didn't dignify it with a reply. He just shoved his chair back, the scrape echoing in the sudden quiet. "Be right back."