Maid For Beckett Catching The Baseball Legend’s Heart novel Chapter 80

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I sighed in relief as the server interrupted my conversation with Andi.

‘What the fuck are you doing, asshole? I thought, clenching my fist under the table.

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Andi pulled back, and I straightened in my seat as the server picked up our food from the cart one by one. I focused on watching the excitement coast Andi’s eyes as she took in all the food we ordered.

I’m grateful for the interruption because it cut through the tension in Andi’s shoulder. Everything that came out of my mouth was unplanned. I wanted to make her comfortable with small talk, since she’s been wary of our surroundings the moment we sat down. People were staring at us, and paparazzi lurked in the dark. Siobhan had given me a heads–up, but I didn’t pass it along to Andi. I wanted her to enjoy this night without worrying about the paparazzi. And telling her Siobhan tipped two or three tonight would only fuel her anxiety

This dinner was the soft launch of our relationship, and I almost ruined it by saying this was as real as it could get. To Andi, this was all for a show, but as for me, this wasn’t. This deal hasn’t even lasted a week, and I’m already clinging onto Andi like she is the lifeline I needed to survive.

I don’t know when or how she crawled her way into my life, but the thought of this relationship coming to an end makes me want to punch a hole in Carter’s face. I feel like my heart would explode just thinking I wouldn’t see Andi again.

“Oh wow,” a thousand fireflies danced in Andi’s eyes as she gaped at what we were having for dinner. “King crab?”

I blinked at her. Didn’t we order this together? Where was she when I spoke to the server about this?

I let it go. What’s important is that she moved on from our conversation moments ago.

Siobhan spoke highly of this place, claiming that Andi would be more comfortable here. She’s right. This was a candlelit dinner close to the water; there was privacy even when we were in a public place, perfect for Andi.

She turned her big blue doe eyes on me as she bit her lower lip. “I dreamed about eating king crab,” she admitted, and I’m relieved that she’s back to her usual self.

I’m pretty sure the way to Andi’s heart is through her stomach, and I have one foot at the door by now.

“Me too,” I said, mirroring her glee. This was one thing I admired about Andi. She didn’t count the calories in her food, and she didn’t mind getting her hands dirty wherever we ate. She was enthusiastic about her food, just like me. I noticed this on our first date, and I never thought I would have a second chance to make things right about that night. I’ll make sure to make the most of this opportunity.

You mean this is your first time, too?” She blinked at me.

I shook my head no. “It’s been a while since I had one,” my tone changed as the memory crossed my mind. In Alaska… with my dad. How long ago has it been? Ten years?

Do we just use our hands?” Andi asked innocently. For someone who knows her way around the kitchen, her question surprised me.

“Let me.” I said and started peeling off the crab legs. Andi watched me with glowing eyes, like a child watching a magician do his magic trick. Every crack and every leg that I broke brought me back to the time when Dad taught me how to expertly take off the meat of the crabs without spoiling it. A few moments later. Andi’s plate was piled with crabmeat, but she didn’t touch it. “Why aren’t you eating?”

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Chapter 80

“I like watching you get your hands dirty,” she murmured. her eyes growing wide when she realized the innuendo in what she said. A bright red tint spread fast on her cheeks.

“You like it, huh?” I teased, wiggling my eyebrows.

“Oh god,” she buried her face in her hands. “That’s not what I meant.” she denied.

“Don’t worry,” I continued, teasing her, enjoying how her cheeks turned fiery red. She might look cute when she’s mad, but I prefer her feminine side. I don’t get to see this often. This is only for you, my love.”

“Oh, Becket, stop it!” she warned, but the smile on her lips wouldn’t go away. “You’re impossible.” she shook her head and started eating her food, her smile not leaving her lips.

See that? How can she still think that this relationship is fake when it’s so easy to make her smile? Our conversation had been light and at case, like we’ve known each other for so long and we’re just enjoying our time together. I don’t have this with anyone, not even with Mom and Lila.

I didn’t want to ruin the moment again, so I stayed on safe topics throughout dinner. We’re on our dessert now. I must say, I really enjoyed our meal. My belly was so full that I might need to jog straight in the coming weeks, but I wouldn’t have this night any other way.

Andi was now savoring the salted caramel Panna cotta, moaning at her first taste.

“How is the food?” I asked as I poured us wine again.

“This was by far… the best meal I ever had.” she admitted as she took another mouthful of her panna cotta.

Dinner had been peaceful, so I said honestly. “This dinner was the best I had in a while,” I said, catching the glow of a camera lense on my peripheral.

Andi sensed it too; her expression became serious. She glances left and right. I reach for her hand, squeezing it.

‘Those are probably Siobhan’s friends,” I assured her, but I am not a hundred percent sure. I sensed people watching us since we arrived, but I tried my best to ignore them. This was the first time Andi became aware of the paparazzi lurking on

he beach.

‘Oh…” Her smile faltered. She reached for the wine and took a sip.

I ran my thumb around her knuckles. “Let’s do this more often.” I offered, trying to get her mind off the paparazzi on the Seaside.

‘It’s part of our deal,” she said, her calm energy long gone. She stared at me, long and hard. Her jaw clenched as a war took place in her mind. It was a storm, something I’d really want to know but not at the same time. Then she squared her shoulder, tipped her chin up, and hardened her expression.

I staggered back because she morphed back into the infuriated Andi who always stared at me like she was planning my painful demise in her head.

“Are you okay?” I had to know.

“Perfect. Excuse me, I need to go to the ladies‘ room,” she excused herself so abruptly and left me wondering what I did.

Wrong