Not even the cold post-practice ice strapped to my left shoulder and elbow can pull my thoughts from Madison. My bullpen catcher and pitching coach reprimanded me for not keeping my head on my job today.
Although she's filled most of my thoughts over the past year, everything changed yesterday. A switch flipped inside of me, I can't fight my feelings and now I can't get Madison off my mind.
The moment I walked out from changing into my wedding attire to match the guys, I felt my world shift. All of the air in the barn left—I felt like I took a punch to the gut. I couldn't breathe. Madison stood hands on hips in cowboy boots, a tutu, and denim vest. Although she dressed just as all of Adrian's friends for the ceremony, on her it worked. My tumultuous thoughts clicked into place like a p
