Let's Play Ball by Lolah Lace Page B

I’m not having an affair. I
mean I don’t think of it that way.”
    “ Are you kidding me? Dude
you took your whore to fucking Vegas.”
    “ Wait a goddamn minute. Mike
that was two whores after I warned you. I swear you got one more
and I will beat your fucking face in.”
    “ For her?”
    “ Yes for her.” I declared
this with as much malice as I could. “If you want to talk we can go
somewhere and talk. You can’t be here.”
    “ Why your little black whore
kicking me out?”
    He said it yet again after I warned
him. Without hesitation I balled my fist, cocked it back and
connected fast and hard with his jaw. I knocked his stupid ass down
with a single blow.
    “ Kari is not kicking you
out. I pay the mortgage here in this house and I’m kicking you
out.” I roared. I was angry as shit but still
controlled.
    Mike, the assclown of the century,
looked up at me from the hardwood floor. He was holding his jaw in
his hand. Why did he look so shocked? I had warned him and I was a
man of my word. Mike should know that much about me.
    I felt another pair of eyes on me. I
looked up and Kari was sitting on the stairs looking through the
railing. She might have been there all along. She had my sneakers
and my t-shirt in her hands.
    “ Mason.” She whispered as
Mike picked himself up off the floor. “Go and talk to him.” Kari
stood and walked the rest of the steps. She hurried toward me with
my shirt, shoes, wallet and car keys. She left us there and headed
to the kitchen. I pulled my shirt over my head and stepped into my
untied sneakers.
    Kari returned from the kitchen with a
chilled silicone ice pack. Mike watched her quietly just as I. She
handed the icepack over to me. “Go.”
    Mike turned to leave and opened the
front door. I headed to the door to follow him. I regrettably
turned to Kari. “I will be back.”
    “ Okay, don’t hit
anybody.”
    “ Okay.” I give her a quick
peck on the lips and left out the front door behind my
brother.
    Mike was standing at the end of the
walkway waiting for me. I handed the icepack over to him. He placed
it on his jaw.
    “ Follow me. I’ll drive. My
car’s in the garage.” I walked around the side out the house to the
garage. Mike walked behind me but didn’t take his opportunity to
hit, punch or kick me from behind. He looked hurt, not physically
but emotionally. I think I hurt his feelings. I punched the code in
the box mounted on the garage and waited for the garage to open. I
ducked under midrise and Mike followed me in.
    I wasn’t sure where I was going? What I
was going to say or what I was going to do. This is not a scenario
I even suspected. Can I be honest with Mike? Can he understand what
is going on here? I had no intentions of divorcing Tess, of leaving
my kids but I had no intentions of leaving Kari. Is it
unrealistically arrogant of me to think I can have it
all?
     
    Author’s Note
     
    I hope you enjoyed Let’s Play Ball. If
you did get a little moist please take a brief moment to write a
review. Thank you for your purchase.
     
    Book two entitled Line of Scrimmage in
the Ball To The Walls Erotica Series and book three Full Court
Press is available to purchase.
     
    Check out my blog Erotic
City for updates and news: http://lolahlace.blogspot.com/
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    About the author:
     
    Lolah Lace is a writer of Erotic
Romantic Fiction. Although she has been writing for years, Let's
Play Ball is her first erotic romance book. She decided to make it
into a series of six books called Balls To The Walls Erotica
Series. The second book in the series is entitled Line Of
Scrimmage, the third is Full Court Press. Lolah Lace is currently
writing the fourth book in the series Bases Loaded due out in
November 2013. You can connect with Lolah on Facebook, Goodreads
and at Erotic City her blog @ lolahlace.blogspot.com.
     
    Other works by this
Author:
     
    LINE OF SCRIMMAGE
    FULL COURT PRESS
    BALLS TO THE WALLS