Benched

by bornonhalloween

6th-grade teacher Edward Cullen has done his homework on coaching tee-ball. His confidence evaporates when he takes the field for his team's first practice and sees none other than Emmett McCarty, World Champion Mariners pitcher, on the sidelines. Can Edward manage his 5-year-olds, his fanboy crush, AND the arrogant asshole who insists on getting in his way at every turn?

36. Chapter 36

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"Nice hit!"

Jacob's grin spread across both cheeks. "Thanks, Mr. McCarty."

"Might want to aim your batters a bit lower, Coach." Emmett chuckled and pitched the ball back in slow motion.

I'll show you 'lower.'

"Sawyer, you're up." I teed up the ball and leaned in. "Okay, see that little space between your uncle's knees? That's where I want this ball to go. Got it?"

The kid nodded, swung, and hit a line drive straight toward Mr. Major League's nuts. The ball smacked into the leather of Emmett's open glove.

Tucking the mitt into his chest, he jogged toward us.

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Author's Note: Someone is in trouble now! And how perfectly timed is the chapter about balls? Lordy be, here in New England, that is ALL we've been hearing about since Monday morning. (And no, Emmett's nuts are not hanging down between his knees- for the record. :)

XXX ~BOH