Excerpts from the upcoming, The Pitcher
The baseball postseason is here! I’m so excited to share excerpts of the next story in the L.A. Story Series, The Pitcher. (The excerpts is from Eli's POV).
Coming soon in February 2025.The
Pitcher is available to pre-order now.
“
As I drag more air into my lungs, and at the corner
of my eye I see a stunning woman chasing an object down the hill on the
opposite side of the road from me. I jog on the spot as I watch her chase the
metal cage down the hill.
As I watch her in the street light, I lose my
breath. Is that possible?
The birdcage rolls down the hill and she’s chasing
after it. Now, isn’t that a sight!
I smile broadly as she trots down the road. I look
about expecting to see a TV crew somewhere, but there’s none. A low chuckle
leaves me. I shouldn’t be grinning at someone’s misfortune, but I can’t help
myself.
I take her in as she passes me from across the
street. She catches my eyes briefly but continues with her chase. Her thick unruly
honey blonde hair is placed in a haphazardly pile on the top of her head as the
loose curly ringlets dance around her stunning face. Even in the twilight, I
can see her pink glossed lip pursed as she growls at the object running away
further from her. Those lips have me mesmerized, bee-stung more like. She’s
slim, delicate and could stand to above five seven. She has this Rose Bertram
thing going on.
Her blue jeans fit her like a glove on her hips, and
the red V-neck loose t-shirt with letters printed in white at the front that
slides off her shoulders and shows off her flat stomach. I can’t work out if
she has a bra underneath it. I must admit, it does get me all excited thinking
that she’s naked underneath that red sexy t-shirt.
She stops and hops on one foot. She removes her
shoes and throws them at the cage. For some reason and as spectacular as it is
she hits the cage and it ricochets towards a red 4X4. A loud thud hits the car’s
windscreen and she stops in shock.
As she gapes at the car and the cage, I’m impressed
by her throw. A little wild but amazing nonetheless. A bit of practice would
stop that.
After a moment she yells into the air, “You got to
be kidding me!” Followed by, “Shit!”
She gasps her hand over her mouth, now in complete
shock. I hold back the laughter that’s bubbling inside of me.
Shit! What a mess. I place my hand over my mouth as
laughter seeps from me. And I can’t believe I was even critiquing her pitching.
I glance back at the beauty on the opposite side of
the road. I drag in a breath.
Wow.
She’s stunning.
She looks about her and her eyes meet mine. She
raises her hands to her head and the sheer terror comes across her face. Within
seconds it turns to anger.
“You could’ve helped me instead of gawking!”
I try to hide my smile, “I wasn’t gawking, lady.”
Of course, I was; her beauty completely stopped me
in my tracks.
We both know I was but hell how is she going to sort
out the windscreen?
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