Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

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After what felt like eternity, my arms gave out, and my violently shaking body collapsed onto the bed; the wet patch my release created was cool against my skin. I was utterly spent; anyone would see that.

Beckett carefully retracted his hand from my center, gazing down at me with softness in his eyes, before I fell asleep.

Later, the following morning, I woke up to the faint strokes in my hair. I moaned, opened my eyes, and saw Becket staring at me with those intense gray eyes. The morning light bathed his room in a soft glow. His room faced east, catching the morning light perfectly. The soft light bounced off Beckett’s cheeks, illuminating the affection in his face.

‘Hey,” my voice sounded like a coin scraped on a metal surface. I cleared my throat and smiled at him. “Were you watching me sleep?”

He didn’t hide his smile. His eyes crinkled at the side as he did. “You were snoring.”

Fire lit up in my cheeks, spreading into every nerve ending in my body. I was guilty. I know I snore when I’m tired. Caleb had been telling me that for years, but it never bothered me. But now that it came from Beckett’s mouth, embarrassment blanketed my face.

‘Sorry,” I said. “But you wore me out, so it’s partly your fault I snore.”

‘Yeah? You look cute when you sleep, like a baby,” he chuckled, his hand never stopping stroking my hair. “My baby girl.”

“The only one?” I cooed, batting my eyelashes at him. I probably have a bird’s nest of hair, puffy eyes, and red cheeks. I don’t look pretty at all, and I dare ask that question to Beckett? What has gotten into me?

‘My only one,” Beckett confirmed with a huge smile. “Don’t even doubt that.”

Cheeks blushing profoundly, I wiggled closer to him and buried my face in his chest, inhaling his intoxicating scent. That’s when I noticed I wasn’t naked under the sheets. I wonder when he dressed me and when he replaced the sheets. It’s all white now, when it was dark gray yesterday. Did he change the sheets while I was sleeping?

“I missed you,” I murmured into his chest, throwing my arms and legs around him.

This was all new to me, but I don’t have any inhibitions when it comes to being clingy with Beckett. His sigh as he hugged me back told me that he liked this love language of mine.

“I miss you more, Andi,” he murmured into my hair.

We stayed like that for quite some time, safe in each other’s arms, hoping that this day would just pass by without needing to get out of bed. That’s when Beckett’s phone vibrated from the bedside table. He reached for it with a sigh, and I rolled onto my back and tugged the sheet up to my chin, thinking of my plans for today.

I have to go home before Mom calls 911, or I can just tell her I’ll be spending the day with Beckett. Then there’s the worry that my father may pay Mom a visit. I blinked into the gray ceiling of Beckett’s room, weighing all my options.

“Lucas Santiago,” Beckett murmured, pulling me out of my trance.

“Hm?” I slide a gaze at him.

“Does that name ring a bell?” he added, dropping his phone face down on his lap. He rested on the headboard as he waited for my response.

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I coaxed my brain to function as I mimicked Beckett’s position, but came out answering him with a shake of my head. “No.

Who’s he?”

“He’s the guy who bailed your father out of prison,” he said, lips pursed. I didn’t want to drag Beckett into my mess, but knowing him, he wouldn’t drop this even if I begged him to. He cares too much about me, and I know I don’t deserve it. “Bail?” I gasped, my heart racing in its cage. “But the correctional officers told me he was out on parole.”

Beckett scoffed, sliding out of bed and tugging on his sweatpants. Then he went to the bedside table and poured himself a glass of water, swallowing it all down in one go. He poured another glass and handed it to me.

“I told Jack to find the officer who told you that. He lied to you, and we need to know why,” he narrated, his voice all business–like. “And we need to find out who this Lucas Santiago is.”

I crawled out of bed and sat on the edge, setting the glass back onto the bedside table. “You don’t have to put so much effort into this, Beckett,” I blinked at him, betraying myself. What I really wanted to tell Beckett was, ‘we need to find out fast, because the clock is ticking, but I don’t say that. He’s already done so much for me, and I don’t want to be a bother.

“What are you talking about, Andi?” he asked with a deep crease between his eyebrows, confusion glazing his face. “I will do everything in my power to find these people.”

I stared up at him, seeing a man so passionate about finding these people. “Why? This isn’t your problem. Your people have already done things I can’t do on my own.”

“Why are you still asking me that? I thought I made it perfectly clear that you are my woman, and if anyone threatens you or your family, they threaten me,” he explained, putting weight on each word, as though he wanted those words to leave a mark in my head.

Mist clouded my vision; I had looked away from Beckett to hide my emotions from him. He doesn’t know that I’m not used to this kind of handout. No one has taken the time to give me the time of their day without asking for something in return, not even Carter. And he cares so much that he’s tugging on a heartstring with each word.

“Thank you,” I murmured, my voice cracking. “For everything you’re doing.”

“No need to thank me,” he said and sat down beside me, grabbing my hand, squeezing it. “But I can think of a way you can make it up to me,” he wiggled his eyebrows meaningfully, lifting the heavy air that filled the space between us.

I nudged his shoulder, giggling. “I have to go home later. Mom must be so worried about me.”

“That’s fine,” he said. “You just gotta keep quiet, just like last time.”

“Beckett!” I groaned, and suddenly I was fine again. Beckett has this magical power to make me forget all my problems. And I’m starting to get used to it.

After taking a shower, I went downstairs to make lunch. Beckett said he’d do an errand, so he might not be able to join me for lunch. Luckily, Luna was staying behind to keep me company. It was a nice way of saying Luna was assigned to babysit

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“Sorry you had to stay behind,” I said as Luna helped me prepare the table.

For lunch, I made stir–fried vegetables and baked salmon. I made enough for four in case Jack and Beckett came back.

“What?” Luna gasped. “I wanted to stay,” she explained, taking the seat across from me. I handed over the bowl of rice to her, and she filled her plate as if she hadn’t eaten in days.

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It made me smile to see her eat like a man, and she suddenly became conscious of the rice on her plate. “We’ve been eating takeout since we started surveillance in your home,” she explained.

“If I had known about you guys earlier, I would have prepared your food,” I said and put rice on my plate as well.

Luna pulled her curly hair into a messy bun as she started to dig into our lunch. She moaned at the first bite of the salmon, and her eyes twinkled as she looked at me.

“Boss said you’re a good cook,” she mumbled over a mouthful of food. “I’m glad I stayed behind.”

We giggled at that, and our conversation circled into how long she’d been working for the Maldini family. “I started working for Nana Lucy five years ago. I was her secretary, but then it got boring, so I started to work in security,” Luna explained.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that she’s telling me a sugarcoated story of her work with the Maldinis. The kind of surveillance they did in my house was the work of an expert. They’re not just ordinary bodyguards.

“And you enjoy your job?” I pried, curious about a woman working for security like her.

“This is by far the most exciting part of our job, figuring out your father’s motives,” she trailed off with those last two words.

“It’s okay,” I said. “His blood might be running into my veins, but he had never been a father to me.”

Understanding dawned on Luna’s face. “I also have father issues, so I get it.”

Our conversation was cut short when Beckett arrived with Jack behind him. Then I heard the familiar sound of paws rushing through the back door. River, Maple, and Storm barreled through the kitchen towards the dining room, jumping at me and licking my face.

They almost turned the table over.

I giggled and hugged the three of them. I started to wonder where they had gone all morning.

They kept licking my face simultaneously, and they only stopped when Beckett called them and commanded them to sit on the kitchen floor. I had to go to the washroom and wash my face before sitting at the table again.

Much like Luna, Jack put a mountain of rice on his plate. He didn’t say a word and just filled his mouth with food, one spoonful after another.

“Did you go to the city?” I asked Beckett as he started to eat his meal.

“Yeah,” Beckett murmured. “I had to see a friend. Someone who could help us find out who this Lucas Santiago is”

There was no change in Luna’s or Jack’s expression, but I know Beckett. He seemed tense and called it a gut feeling. I can sense that he was hiding something from me.

I noticed that he was still in the same clothes he was in before he left, but they had stains on the chest, and I also noted the redness of his knuckles. And the dogs were gone all morning. Their paws were muddy, and their fur was dirty. It seems they went on a run, and the only person who goes with them is Beckett.

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