Savage
“Are you nervous?" she asks quietly as we stand on the grass at Bandit Field.
My eyes are following each of my teammates as they take their turns. I've never had a woman on the field with me before, and it hasn't escaped my attention that members of the media have taken not only her picture but also our picture together. Since the scare at home, we've both kept a low profile, but I knew bringing her here would put her right in the spotlight. Turning to face her, I nod, but it's almost imperceptible to anyone who's looking. “As fuck."
The side of her mouth lifts up in a grin. She reaches out, taking my hand in hers. “There's no reason to be."
“No reason to be? Do you see all these standing people around waiting to report back on how I handle this? Not to mention this is going to
