Chapter 19
SEVIN
Saturday afternoon
The steam from the locker room is hot on my skin. But it’s nothing compared to Coach’s wrath after our loss.
I can still feel his anger thirty minutes after the last pitch.
Yesterday’s high is obliterated by today’s lousy game and the team who beat us. The Bruisers literally put a bruising on us, and whatever momentum the Chicago Cougars had going after last night’s win, whatever magic mojo actually helped us beat one of the best teams in our conference by one point, is plenty gone just twenty-four hours later.
And it’s all my fault.
My head isn’t in the game, and it hasn’t been for a while.
Not with this paternity case on my conscience. And not with Emily on my mind.
I shed my shirt in the overheated locker room after the game, slamming it insi
