Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158

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We spent the entire drive back to the hotel in comfortable silence. Beckett held my hand the entire drive, only letting go when he needed to stop at traffic lights.

The night had already reached its spire, and I know this comfort and happiness Beckett gave me tonight has to end, and we are nearing that end. We reached the hotel, and Beckett didn’t put the car into the parking lot; instead, he stopped in front of the lobby, a sign that he wasn’t interested in sleeping over.

There was nothing to be sad about. I mean, he probably has to be with his teammates. They had just won, and I know the players and coaching team of Brighton City Reapers are big on celebration. He had already skipped last night’s dinner with

the team.

Besides, why do I even feel sad that Becket won’t be staying on the same roof with me? What was wrong with me?

Ah, this is me,” I said, that low hitch in my voice revealing the cool temperature that was slowly blanketing my heart.

unbuckled my seatbelt as Beckett slid out of the driver’s side, opening the door for me. He didn’t have to do that, but it was habit of his, I figured.

He walked me to the lobby door, and the guard was secretly watching us out of the corner of his eye as Beckett and I faced ach other like teenagers ending their first date.

Do you want me to walk you to the penthouse?” Beckett asked, his eyes burning holes into my face.

He really had no intention of staying over. And why did finding out about that bother me more than it should?

shook my head no, trying to hide my disappointment beneath my beaming smile. Lila said I should make Beckett work for ny heart so I won’t give him the satisfaction of hearing me ask him to stay over. “I’m good. Goodnight,” I said and spun on ny heels, my smile falling quickly as soon as I wasn’t looking at Beckett’s pretty face.

The farther I walked from Beckett, the more this sullen feeling took over me. I couldn’t even form a response to the security

uard’s and the receptionist’s greetings. I barreled straight to the elevator, jabbing my fingers rapidly on the penthouse button as though my life depended on it.

Andi,” I hear Beckett’s voice, but I refuse to acknowledge it. It could just be my mind playing tricks on me. He had omewhere else to be, right? Then I feel his warm hand around my arm, softly tugging me to face him.

Be… Beckett?” I swallowed hard and sighed the breath I didn’t know I was even holding. “Oh, Beckett,” I composed myself ind faced him. “Is something wrong?”

He shook his head, his jaw clenched. Then he forced a smile, rubbing the back of his neck. “Uhm, is it okay if I sleep over

gain? I’d rather spend the night with you than go back to the team’s hotel.”

I swear I heard a huge blast that set my heart on fire. I blinked my eyes, hiding the happiness that glistened in them from Beckett’s words.

“Your family owns this place, I started. “It would be rude of me to tell you no, right?”

Beckett straightened his spine, looking straight into my eyes. “You can say no, Andi.”

“No… no,” I shook my head and waved my hands. “That’s not what I mean. Yes, you can stay. I want you to stay.” My mouth fired words like an automatic rifle without aim, and I fear I had just given him an idea that I was thinking about this the

entire drive.

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“Great,” he beamed, baring his perfect pearl–white teeth at me.

Goodness, even his teeth are perfect. Is there anything about this man that isn’t gonna make my heart flutter?

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“I’ll just park the car, get my things, and be right up. He jogged away before I could answer, and at the same time, the elevator opened, so I locked myself inside that lift and audibly groaned.

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I was not a fool. I knew what “Can I stay over” meant. Or I thought I did. I had prepared myself for it, even the part of me that had been quietly, embarrassingly on edge all evening had practically raised its hand and said Yes, please, finally!

Once I was in the penthouse, I washed up and changed into my sleeping clothes. I stayed inside my room, leaving the door open for Beckett. I mean, we are in a public relationship now, right? But when he didn’t come into the room, I walked out to look for him, just in time to see him walking past my room.

Was he about to knock?

“Everything okay?” He asked, his eyes wide with worry.

I ironed my expression and willed my head to stop overthinking things. “Nothing. I was just checking if you were already here,

He was in his sleep clothes too: plaid PJs and a white shirt. “Yeah. I need a drink,” he said, raising the glass of water.

Damn. Here I thought he was gonna knock on my door and was just really passing by. I felt a slap in my face with that discovery. “Oh, okay. Good night.”

He stepped closer to me and planted a kiss on my forehead. And then he said, “Good night, baby girl,” and disappeared into the room where he slept last night. I was sure he had locked the door because I was glued to the doorframe of my room.

I wanted to slam the door behind me. That would be really childish, right? So I stepped in, jumping face down on my bed and screaming my disappointment. When I was sure I had yelled everything in me, I lay on my back staring at the ceiling with my arms flat at my sides, as if I were being measured for a coffin, as I tried to figure out what had just happened.

He was right there, across the hall. In the silence of the night, I could hear muffled thuds of him moving around. He was close enough that the distance felt deliberate. Why would he choose to sleep in a different room? It doesn’t make sense. He used to want to be around me all the time. There was even a time when he sneaked into my room. What’s going on?

I turned onto my side. I turned onto my other side. I stared at the wall.

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