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At night, Tate thought about Jameson He hadn’t tried to contact her at all She wondered what he was doing Who he was doing He had been very upset when she had left It shocked her a little His face Breaking theBleeding He had been angry He had been upset And, if she was completely honest with herself, he had been hurt She wouldn’t have thought it possible When she had told hi him, he had looked ready to cos were hurt

Selfish He wanted her to love him He wanted her to live and breathe for him, but he would never return the favor Tate didn’t want that anymore She wanted soin and end with her Fuck real pearls She deserved love He would never understand that He could throw all the sex and ive her what she really wanted

So into Nick He was halfway to loving her, anyway

Teeks later, those thoughts were still in Tatuive She wanted to claw her face off She was having dinner with Nick, zoning out She hadn’t spoken to Sanders or Ang in a couple days She felt like a life line of sorts had been cut She figured she should get used to it, if she wanted to start life over She sighed and turned her attention back towards Nick

" but then Chet said he wants to drive over to San Diego, pick up so behind her She glanced over her shoulder A s father behind him

"Go ahead, Hank Tell him," the dad whispered The little boy held out a pad and paper

"Mr Castille , I really loved your double-play , in the last world series," the boy said softly Nick s the kid’s hair

"Thanks It wasn’t easy," he laughed The kid held out the paper

"Could I have your autograph?" he asked Nick nodded

As he signed the piece of paper, the dad began to blabber on and on They were froe Red Sox fans Had been to every hoame, loved the pitcher Loved the tea with it for a while, and then finally leaned back in his chair

"Look, I’ to have dinner withto Tate She sirlfriend is really pretty," he whispered loudly Nick laughed again

"Thanks But she’s not ood word for hed and the little boy turned towards her

"You should like Mr Castille He’s real good at basbeall, so he’d probably be a good boyfriend," he assured her Tate leaned down

"Oh really? So being good at baseball is what ood boyfriend?" she clarified

"Sure It’s pretty hed at that, and the dad lead the kid away Tate and Nick finished their htened a little The little scene had been pretty adorable They walked back to her hotel after that, laughing about the kid