Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

-Andi-

My breath hitched as everything I had seen since the hospital started to make sense. Beckett being too watchful, Mom and Caleb sharing a look, and Cole’s silence. Siobhan and Lila were the only ones who acted normally around me.

“What was that?” I asked sharply, sitting taller in my seat as I turned to Beckett.

Beckett remained glued toward the front, his gray eyes determined to set the road on fire. “Like I said, stop overthinking.” It’s not good for you,” he said, his voice dismissive.

Does he think I like to overthink things? I was usually calm in whatever problems I encountered in the past, but ever since that blurry photo of Carter and me circulated online, I grew a phobia of going viral again. Carter was just a rising baseball star. He has fans, but their number can’t compare to Beckett’s followers. This man beside me is a legend. So, I’m sorry if I can’t stop my mind from overthinking my situation.

“This is serious, Beckett. What do they know about me? Did the paparazzi leak the photo of us from the trailer park? What about Mom?” I buried my face in my hands. “We need to go back and check up on Mom.”

Anxiety made my heart pound faster.

He exhaled through his nose, slowly and controlled, as if he were bracing himself. “Andi, look at me,” he said and gripped my shoulder, angling our bodies so we are facing each other. “Your mom is fine.” He chose his words carefully. “I have already reloaded them somewhere safe.”

“Relocated?” I frowned at him, trying to see his expression through my blurry sight.

He seemed in pain, or rather worried about how I might react. “Look, I meant to tell you this once we were back at the estate. You were out for almost two days, and a lot has happened.” He explained. “There were paparazzi lurking at your home, so Julie called me. And ‘we‘ decided it would be best to get them out of here before everything exploded.”

‘We?” I wanted to know. It could be Cole and him, and I really don’t want to punch him in the face if they forced my mom and Caleb out of our home.

Julie, me, and Caleb,” he said.

‘Caleb? Is there something else you’re not telling me, Beckett? Why is Caleb part of the decision–making now?” Don’t get me wrong. I trust my brother’s judgement, but he was still too young to be involved in these kinds of problems.

“Yes,” Beckett’s grip on my shoulder tightened. “Calen wouldn’t leave home until we told him what really happened. He has a good head over his shoulder, and he really cares about you, so I had to tell him the truth.”

That was both relieving and disturbing. On the one hand, it’s nice to know that Caleb’s loyalty lies with me and that he has ny back, even if Mom had already agreed with him to leave our trailer house with Beckett. On the one hand, I know Mom would never leave our home like that if the situation weren’t so bad. And then something else hit me.

‘My phone. You have it.” I wasn’t asking, but merely stating facts.

Beckett dropped his hand from my shoulder with a heavy sigh. Then, he pulled something out of his pocket. It was my phone. There was a crack on the upper right side of the screen.

I grabbed it while narrowing my eyes at him. “Is there something else you want to tell me?”

He looked like a child who pursed his lips, not wanting to reveal more secrets that would get him in trouble. It was fun seeing him in this light. If only I weren’t involved in his issues right now, this would have been fun.

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I opened my phone, and while it loaded, I pried Beckett for answers again. “Me working for you again is part of your schemes, right?

I wasn’t sure, so I wanted to know. It seems that he won’t tell me anything unless I ask him about it.

His gaze softened. “You make it sound as if I am the bad guy,” he said. “I just wanted to make sure you’re safe, Andi.”

I hummed. “Why? Besides, are you sure those paparazzi are there because of me? I am a freaking nobody.”

His lips pressed into a hard line. “I’m sure they’re there for you. As for why, we still have to find out about that.”

I was too engrossed in deciphering what Beckett was thinking to notice that we were already on his property. The van slowed as it passed through the imposing iron gate. The wheels rolled onto the familiar graveled path.

I felt it in my bones before I saw anything, and Beckett’s voice rang in my head. ‘Home. I hate that I miss this place. The tall trees perched on the side of the road, the vast manicured field that ends through the treeline, and the mountains that surround the estate. It was green everywhere, and I missed it. I miss Beckett’s ‘Home.

My stomach twisted in an odd way that was hard to ignore. ‘No. This isn’t my home. I have to sort things out than get out of here for good!

“We’re here,” Beckett said as he opened the door, and Cole was already there with the wheelchair.

“I can walk,” I insisted, but Beckett was already scooping me up in his arms, bridal style. Then he grabbed the wheelchair from Cole and pushed me towards the entrance.

“Welcome home,” Beckett said as the huge double doors opened. Lila opened it, and the three dogs barreled out like a house on fire.

Their tails wagged vigorously. Maple jumped into my lap, licking my face. Storm and River were on each side of me, trying to get my attention from Maple.

‘Oh no. Why is my heart jumping like this? Like it was delighted to see these three, so see the door open and to smell the freshly cut grass!

Basil emerged from the side of the house, holding his scarecrow hat to his chest. “Welcome home, miss,” he said. His smile was timid, but his eyes were relieved and sparkling to see me alive and well.

“Is that Andi?” I heard Vivian’s voice from inside the house. She was wearing an apron around her waist, and her hair was pulled into a messy bun. “How are you, honey?” She walked out of the house and gave me a hug. Lila followed, careful not to squeeze too hard.

“I’m better,” I said, hating this feeling of fullness in my chest.

“Well, what are we still doing out here? Let’s get inside and have lunch,” Vivian crooned. “Welcome home, Andi.” She held my hand and squeezed it. I swear I felt that squeeze right through my heart.

I felt a lump in my throat. Beckett guided me inside, and the fullness in my chest exploded into a thousand different emotions that I didn’t want to name.

“This isn’t my home, I don’t belong here,‘ I thought, but why was it like this? The more I reminded myself of this fact, the more this fullness in my chest suffocated me.

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