Lucas swiveled his head to find Caleb looming over him, his lips twitching. God, those lips. Would he ever feel a kiss like that again? So light, and yet, the sweetest of his life. That kiss held promises. He didn’t care what Caleb said. He knew he felt it, too. It didn’t matter right now, though. Lucas had meant what he’d said about being someone’s secret. Besides, his priority now had to be learning about baseball.
He watched Caleb round the table and take a seat.
“What? Reading is how I learn. How most people learn,” he responded defensively.
Caleb stared at him, appearing incredulous for a moment. “Yeah, well, baseball is unique. It’s a living, breathing thing. It has heart. It has strength. It becomes a part of a person. It’s not just a game, Lucas. You have to feel it to learn it,
