Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 170

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Chapter 170

Chapter 170

-Andi-

My body was buzzing with delight as I slowly woke up from my slumber.

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Eyes still closed, a smile was already starting to break off from my lips as snippets of what happened last night filled my head. And when I stretched like a cat, I winced as a slight pain spiraled down my center.

Beckett. Oh, how wonderful he had been last night. It was the most romantic thing someone has ever done for me, and it was still hard to believe that I am not Beckett Hale’s girlfriend.

I pushed through the uncomfortable sensation in my nether region and opened my eyes, peeking at my side, only to find a huge empty space.

I stretched my hand and swiped it over where he had slept last night. The sheets were crumpled, evidence that last night really happened, but his spot was already cold. He’d been gone for a while now, but where could he be?/

I lay still for a moment, staring up at the ceiling, listening to the silence stretching across the room. I tried to make out if there was someone moving outside, but to no avail. I don’t have heightened hearing, which is the kind of ability that I would love to have in this kind of situation. It would save me from the worries that are slowly sinking in.

I sat up and glared at the neatly folded blanket on top of his pillow.

He left? Why? I don’t want to overthink this, but my mind won’t stop jumping to conclusions.

Embarrassment slowly sinks into my system. I was naked under the sheets, and I suddenly felt shy about that fact when I was alone in the room. I tugged the sheets over my chest as warmth slithered from my chest to my face.

I can’t shake this hollow feeling that’s starting to carve its way through my chest. Somehow, the fact that Beckett might be waiting for me outside didn’t weigh any bearing into my already terrified mind. I haven’t had a one–night stand before, but this sure feels like one, and the guy saved me from the awkward morning after by sneaking out.

I shook my head, willing this negativity out of my mind.

No. Beckett has his reason for leaving me, he always does. I dragged myself out of bed, cold air caressed my skin as I abandoned the sheet behind, disappearing into the ensuite and splashing water into my face.

I stared at the mirror, beads of water glistening on my skin. There’s a pretty blush on my cheeks, still evidence of what transpired against the wall, on the couch, and on the bed last night.

I brushed my teeth, got dressed, and made the bed before stepping outside the room. I was right. Beckett was nowhere to be found. But I had to remind myself of my promise to him last night. I didn’t say those words just because he was about to shake my world from the inside out, but because I really meant it.

I trust him, and I will do that even if it is against my better judgment.

All that rambling in my head completely stopped when I saw the neatly folded paper on the kitchen island. A red rose weighed it down, and my name was scribbled in Beckett’s meat handwriting on the front.

My exhale was audible, and that small paper just lifted my spirit to the roof.

I read his note twice. Then I set it back down and left my hand resting on it for a heat, anchoring myself in the moment. I wanted to laugh at myself. I was overthinking and terrified of something only my mind conjured.

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Chapter 170

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I was in the middle of making breakfast when Lila arrived. She stuttered into the room like she had drunk three bottles of energy drink, bouncing on her sandals as she greeted me.

“Good morning, Beckett Hale’s girlfriend!” she yapped, lifting her sunglasses over her head and tossing her oversized tote bag on the couch. She was in white denim shorts and a floral top, and her blond hair was tied in a messy bun.

“You’re in a good mood,” I commented, cracking the egg in the bowl and tossing the eggshell in the trash bin.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” she said, dropping onto a barstool. “My brother asked me to come; he said you might need company.”

I tilted my head. “And you’re happy about that?”

“Yes!” she rolled her eyes. “This is the second favor he asked from me, and you know what that means?” I shook my head. “He owes me! And between my brother and me, that’s a huge thing.”

It must be a sibling thing. Caleb and I used to have that kind of rapport when we were still kids, but it slowly changed as life kept slamming us with hit after hit. Somehow, I felt a pinch of envy that Lila and Beckett have all the time in the world to care for that kind of thing.

If Beckett’s intention was to distract me from focusing on his absence by sending his sister, it really worked. All through breakfast, Lila had been urging me to tell her everything that happened last night.

She set her fork down and looked at me pointedly. “Come on, Andi. Tell me about the date. Pretty please?”

“The date,” I echoed. “Beckett was really sweet. I think he booked the entire Amber Wolves ballpark for us.” I chose my words carefully and kept my eyes on my plate. “It was nice.”

I can’t tell her all of it, and in my heart, I really want to keep things to myself. It’s not that I don’t trust Lila, I just want all the good things from last night all to myself, as selfish as it may sound.

“Nice?” she repeated, dissatisfied with my bleak response.

“Really nice,” I nodded my head, wiggling my eyebrows.

She chortled. “I really wanna know everything, but I think I don’t want to talk about my brother’s sex life.”

I gasped. “Lila!”

She laughed heartily, satisfied with the reaction she got from me.

I was never a shopper. Not really, but when Lila invited me to accompany her to the mall, I gladly agreed. It was better than waiting for Beckett at the penthouse, alone; besides, I wanted to see the city for myself, too..

Lila moved through the boutiques as if she were in one of those reality shows where her job was to shop for a celebrity. She pulled things from racks, holding them up to the light, putting them back, occasionally handing something to the attendant who had appeared at her side like a shadow. She didn’t even peek at the price tags, and even if I wasn’t the one who’s gonna pay for that, I feel terrified to see her bill.

By the time she was satisfied with the bountiful bags in her hands, I almost wanted to say thank god,‘ out loud when she asked me if I wanted some gelato.

It was a reason to sit down and rest my feet, and I love gelato.

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