Like baseball, life has a way of throwing you a curveball when you least expect it. Hell, I should’ve known that better than anyone since I’d made a profession out of throwing a bender at just the right time, but I was caught completely off guard the day I strained my quadricep. It had been a while since I’d pitched that well. Man, I had everybody off balance; they were swinging off their front foot. The umpire was giving me calls on the corners, and it was driving the batters crazy. I was on. Then, in the bottom of the fifth, their best hitter laid down a surprise bunt towards the third base line. My third baseman was playing back, and in order to keep my no-hitter in place, I left the mound and went charging after the ball. When I planted my right foot, my cleat slipped in the grass, and I felt an instant burning sensation from my knee all the way up the back of my leg. I attempted to make the throw but couldn’t get any power behind it and their guy made it to base. I tried to gain my footing, but the pain in my leg was excruciating. I knew then I was done.

Twenty-four hours later, I was put on the team’s disabled list and was told, not surprisingly, that I couldn’t return until my leg had fully recovered. Having no other choice, I returned home to start my rehabilitation. When I wasn’t working with my physical therapist, I was stuck at the house with my father.

“Tuck!” Colton shouted, pulling me from my daze.

Trying to shake it off, I gave him a quick nod. “Sorry, man. I got it.”

Grumbling under his breath, Colton left his position as catcher and stormed over to me at the pitcher’s mound. I knew from the expression on his face that he was pissed, and I couldn’t blame him. It was easy to see that I was distracted. His fists were clenched at his sides as he leaned towards me and barked, “What’s with you today?”

“Nothing.”

“You know, if you didn’t want to do this, then you should’ve just said—”

“I’m here. I want to help.”

“Then, get your head in the game and throw the ball,” Colton grumbled as he headed back to home plate.

“Just go do your thing. I’ve got this.”

Knowing I needed a distraction, my older brother, Colton, asked me to come help him out with his Little League team. He was a big shot lawyer who owned one of the largest firms in the area, and they sponsored a Little League team as one of their community service projects. Like me, Colton always loved playing ball, so he continuously volunteered to coach the team. When he asked me to help out for a couple of weeks, I considered telling him no. We didn’t always see eye to eye and tended to argue over stupid shit, but I decided to take a chance anyway. The walls were closing in on me, and anything was better than watching another episode of Wheel of Fortune with Dad.

I was actually feeling pretty good about my decision to help him out until my father dropped me off at the field, and I was hit with another damn curveball. The last thing I expected as I headed out onto the field was to meet a woman like Kaci. She was a firecracker, beautiful and full of bite, and from the moment I laid eyes on her, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Her long, tan legs in those sexy cut-off shorts and her beautiful, dark brown eyes had me completely spellbound, making it impossible to think about anything except her. Damn. The last thing I needed was some chick screwing with my head, and it didn’t help one fucking bit that she was sitting in the bleachers just a few yards away. She was pretending to read some book she’d brought with her, but I knew her eyes were on me. I could feel them burning straight through me, and instead of focusing on the kid standing at the plate to bat, I found myself glancing over in her direction—again and again.

It was time to pull it together and stop thinking about the brunette or my brother was going to lose his shit. After taking a deep breath to clear my mind, I stepped forward and tossed the ball directly at the kid’s bat. He swung just in time and nailed it.

Surprised that he’d actually hit it, he just stood there staring at me. When I realized he wasn’t going to move, I finally motioned towards first base and yelled, “Run!”

He was quick on his feet, so Colton motioned him on to second as he shouted, “Attaboy! Keep going!”

Once he finally stopped and the ball was back in Colton’s hand, he tossed it back over to me. The next kid came up to bat, and when I noticed it was Kaden, I couldn’t help but glance back over at his sister. She stood at the fence and yelled, “Come on, Kaden! Bring him home! You can do it!”

I forced myself to turn my focus back to Kaden. Hoping he was ready, I threw it towards him; unfortunately, when he swung, he missed it by a mile. Kaden looked back at me with disappointment. “Remember what I told you. Bat above your shoulder. Feet square in the box. And keep your eye on the ball.”

I threw the second pitch and Kaden hit it, sending the ball sailing towards second base. The kids went scrambling after it as Kaden darted towards first base, and the kid on second made it all the way to home plate. Colton jumped two feet off the ground as he cheered, “That’s what I’m talking about!”

I looked over to Kaden and smiled. “You did good, kid.”

“Thanks, Coach.”

The rest of practice went without a hitch, and when Colton announced that it was time to go, the kids rushed to the dugout to grab their stuff. The place was a fucking wreck. Helmets, bats, and gloves were scattered everywhere. When the kids started to push and shove as they each tried to find their gear, Colton yelled, “Knock it off, boys! Those who have found their equipment—get out of the dugout.”

Noticing that Kaden wasn’t with the others, I looked around and found him standing at the fence, waiting for the others to get their things. I walked over to him and smiled. “You have fun today?”

“Yes, sir. I sure did.” He glanced over to the dugout and then back to me. “Are you coming back on Tuesday?”

“I wouldn’t miss it.”

“That’s awesome,” he said excitedly.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that his sister was approaching. Making sure I spoke loud enough for her to hear, I said, “When you practice this week, be sure to remember what I told you. Square in the box. Bat just over shoulder.”

He nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Do you have anyone who can practice with you?”

“I’ll practice with him,” his sister announced.

“Do you think you can remember the things I told you about standing back and—”

“I think I can handle it,” she interrupted me before I could finish. I don’t know why I felt the need to give her a hard time, but I just couldn’t help myself.

“If you say so.” I shrugged.

She looked over at Kaden and motioned him towards the dugout. “Hey, buddy. Go grab your stuff. We need to get going. I’ve got class in an hour.”

Once he was gone, I looked over to her and said, “I gotta be going too, doll. If you need anything, just let me know.”

Her eyes flashed with annoyance as she snapped, “Thanks for the offer, but I won’t.”

I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass as she headed over to the dugout to meet up with her brother. I was still gawking at her when Colton came up behind me and asked, “Is she the reason why you were in never-never land earlier?”

Shaking my head, I answered, “Hell, no. A chick like that is way out of my league.”

“Umm-hmm.” He tossed his backpack over his shoulder and reached for his duffle bag. “I’m going to put this in the car. Take a look around and make sure we didn’t leave anything behind.”

The practice had taken a lot out of me, and my leg was feeling a little tender as I made my way around the field. After I made sure we had everything, I headed towards the parking lot. I had my hands full of empty water bottles and was tossing them in the dumpster, when I heard a woman’s voice say, “Well, damn! What am I supposed to do now?”

I glanced over my shoulder and found Kaden standing beside his sister. They were both staring at her back tire that was completely flat, and it was clear from the expressions on their faces that neither of them had any idea how to fix it. Considering my present medical condition, I had no business messing with her tire, but I couldn’t just leave them. I walked over and asked, “Everything okay?”

She looked at me with a scowl, and I had no doubt she was about to tell me to buzz off when Kaden answered, “We’ve got a flat.”

“I see that. Do you need a hand?”

“No, thanks. We’ll manage.”

“Come on, Kaci. You just said you didn’t know how to fix it,” Kaden protested.

“I’m sure Mr. Michaels has other things he needs to do, Kaden. We’ve already taken enough of his time.”

Seeing that she was going to be stubborn about it, I walked over to the back of her car. “I’ve got some time. Why don’t you open the trunk, so we can see if you have a spare and a jack?”

Following right behind me, Kaden smiled and said, “Thanks, Mr. Tucker.”

With an exaggerated sigh, Kaci did as I requested and popped the trunk. I was relieved to see that there was, in fact, a spare tire and everything else I’d need to fix the flat. I was just about to pull it out of the trunk when Colton walked up behind me.

“I’ve got this little brother.” A wicked grin crossed his face as he skirted by me and grabbed the spare, dropping it next to the car. “I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.”

Kaci’s irritated demeanor had quickly dissolved as she said, “Thank you so much for helping, Coach. I really appreciate it.”

“Not a problem.” Then he extended his hand. “You must be Kaden’s sister.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m Kaci. It’s really nice to meet you,” she told him as she shook his hand. A twinge of jealousy ran down my spine as I watched her lips curl into a sexy smile. Not once had she smiled at me like that. Not once. Fuck.

“Let me get this fixed for you, and then you can be on your way.”

“Can I help you do anything?”

“No. I’ve got it,” he told her as he knelt down and started removing the flat. My brother suddenly looked like a knight in shining armor while I stood there looking like a fucking putz. To make matters worse, he started making small talk with her. “So, Kaci … do you have a job that you need to get to, or are you still in school?”

“I’m still in college.” She complained. “But I only have four semesters left before I graduate.”

“Don’t rush it. Enjoy the freedom while you can.” He smiled. “You have plenty of time to start a career.”

He put her flat in the trunk and as he closed it, he said, “Well, you’re set to go.”

Ignoring me altogether, she smiled at him. “Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would’ve done without your help.”

“No problem. Glad I could help.”

Colten and I watched as they got in the car and pulled out of the parking lot. As soon as they were gone, he turned to me and said, “I can see why she had you rattled.”

“Rattled? What the hell are you talking about?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, little brother.” He started walking towards his car as he went on, “That girl has something special about her, and if you have a brain in that head of yours, you’ll go after her.”

“You’re out of your damn mind, Colt. I’m leaving in two weeks.” Since I couldn’t drive, I had to hitch a ride with him, so I got in his car and shut the door. Adjusting my knee brace, I said, “I’ve got no time for a chick like that.”

“I don’t know, man … Girls like that don’t come around very often. She might be worth making the time for.”