Trying to Score
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Not only did Lucas not like Aiden’s coach because he was trying to get with Fallon, but he found that he was starting to really dislike the guy because he couldn’t coach worth shit. Lucas understood making the sport fun for kids because it needed to be, but there needed to be structure too! There needed to be authority, and this guy had none. Kids ran all over the field while he asked for them to pay attention.
Asked!
Only two kids, Aiden included, actually stood listening and Lucas’ temper was climbing with every passing second. Lucas wanted to scream at the kids to listen. He wanted to go out there and show them how to play even if he wasn’t that good himself. At least he knew he was better than this idiot!
Aiden glanced over at Lucas, who was leaning against his truck, and shrugged his shoulders as he rolled his eyes. It tore Lucas apart to sit there and watch his kid do something he obviously didn’t like. He wanted go out there and steal his kid away, take him to get ice cream just so he knew that Aiden was happy but there was one thing, well person, standing in his way of doing that.
Fallon.
Lucas weighed his options. Try to make Fallon happy, or make Aiden happy? Fallon didn’t like quitters — neither did Lucas — but if Aiden honestly did not like baseball, why make him finish it? If she was worried about him playing a sport, Lucas had that covered. They were gonna start up hockey. Everything would be fine, but Lucas knew him pulling Aiden would piss her off. Any chance of him getting her to trust him would go out the window. Fallon requested Aiden play until the end of the season, and Lucas could respect that.
No, he couldn’t.
When Coach Dweeb threw Aiden back in right field and Lucas saw Aiden’s shoulders fall as he made his way out to right field, Lucas came off that truck like a bat out of hell. Lucas temper was at its breaking point and he just prayed that he didn’t hit this guy. He felt eyes on him as he marched himself up to the idiot coach and hated the fact that he had an audience. Aiden hadn’t walked far when Lucas said, “AJ, truck, now.”
Aiden looked back at him and without question ran to the truck. Lucas felt bad for about two seconds for scaring Aiden but then Coach Dweeb turned around with a dirty ass look on his face.
“What are you doing?”
“Okay, listen here ass**le, Aiden doesn’t belong in right field and since you have your head so far up his mother’s ass to see that, I’ll point it out for you. He is the only one beside that kid over there that pays attention. He’s attentive and the best damn kid out here, but since you can’t see that, I’m pulling him,” Lucas said through his teeth, since he knew he had an audience. He had forgotten his hat in the car, and hoped that no hockey fans were in the stands.
“For one, jackass,” Coach said, taking a step towards Lucas.
Aw shit, Coach Dumbass had balls. He must not be a hockey fan because hockey fans knew of Lucas’ temper. They knew the look he got when his victim was cruising for a bruising.
And Lucas knew he had the look right then.
“For one, the reason why Aiden is in right field is because he can’t catch a ball for shit and for two, my head is not up some bitch’s ass, and for three, you can’t do that since you are nothing to him.”
Oh, f**k.
Lucas took a deep breath, counting to 10 as he took a step forward.
“Let me tell you something, you skinny little f**ker. If I ever hear you say my kid can’t do something, I’m pretty sure I will hit you so hard it will knock that ugly ass fro off your head,” Lucas sneered as the f**k face’s eyes went wide. “If you ever call my child’s mother a bitch again, it’s simple, you will die. And lastly, I am something because if you haven’t heard, that is my kid, and I’m kind of protective over what’s mine. Stay away from Fallon and Aiden, or I will f**k you up.”
Lucas waited for the guy to say something. When he didn’t, Lucas’ eyes never left his as he slowly backed away. When he turned, he saw some of the mom’s saying something, but he didn’t care. There were only two moms he was worried about, and that was his own and Fallon.
As Lucas got into the truck, Aiden didn’t say anything as he buckled his seatbelt and pulled out of the parking spot. Lucas drove off as he tried to control his anger. It was truly a blessing that Aiden came into Lucas’ life. Lucas was quick to throw a punch but now that he knew Aiden could see him, he decided to use his words instead, which was probably for the best.
After a moment of driving, Lucas looked up in the rearview and Aiden was looking down at his glove. “Ice cream, bud?”
Aiden looked up. “Yeah, ‘cause it’s probably gonna be our last meal,” he said sadly.
Lucas raised an eyebrow, confused. “Why is that?”
“Momma is gonna kill us.”
Oh yeah.
Chapter 17
When Fallon’s meeting ran a little over its end time, she was worried that she wouldn’t beat Lucas and Aiden home, but she thankfully had. Being alone gave her time to finish up a few things that needed to be done before she could spend some time with her little guy. She had missed Aiden so much and couldn’t wait to see him. After doing the dishes and putting some soup on the stove for dinner, Fallon was sitting at the kitchen table in front of her laptop when her phone rang. She glanced down at the display and saw that it was Chase.
What the hell did he want?
“Hello?” she asked
“Hey,” he snapped.
Not only did Lucas not like Aiden’s coach because he was trying to get with Fallon, but he found that he was starting to really dislike the guy because he couldn’t coach worth shit. Lucas understood making the sport fun for kids because it needed to be, but there needed to be structure too! There needed to be authority, and this guy had none. Kids ran all over the field while he asked for them to pay attention.
Asked!
Only two kids, Aiden included, actually stood listening and Lucas’ temper was climbing with every passing second. Lucas wanted to scream at the kids to listen. He wanted to go out there and show them how to play even if he wasn’t that good himself. At least he knew he was better than this idiot!
Aiden glanced over at Lucas, who was leaning against his truck, and shrugged his shoulders as he rolled his eyes. It tore Lucas apart to sit there and watch his kid do something he obviously didn’t like. He wanted go out there and steal his kid away, take him to get ice cream just so he knew that Aiden was happy but there was one thing, well person, standing in his way of doing that.
Fallon.
Lucas weighed his options. Try to make Fallon happy, or make Aiden happy? Fallon didn’t like quitters — neither did Lucas — but if Aiden honestly did not like baseball, why make him finish it? If she was worried about him playing a sport, Lucas had that covered. They were gonna start up hockey. Everything would be fine, but Lucas knew him pulling Aiden would piss her off. Any chance of him getting her to trust him would go out the window. Fallon requested Aiden play until the end of the season, and Lucas could respect that.
No, he couldn’t.
When Coach Dweeb threw Aiden back in right field and Lucas saw Aiden’s shoulders fall as he made his way out to right field, Lucas came off that truck like a bat out of hell. Lucas temper was at its breaking point and he just prayed that he didn’t hit this guy. He felt eyes on him as he marched himself up to the idiot coach and hated the fact that he had an audience. Aiden hadn’t walked far when Lucas said, “AJ, truck, now.”
Aiden looked back at him and without question ran to the truck. Lucas felt bad for about two seconds for scaring Aiden but then Coach Dweeb turned around with a dirty ass look on his face.
“What are you doing?”
“Okay, listen here ass**le, Aiden doesn’t belong in right field and since you have your head so far up his mother’s ass to see that, I’ll point it out for you. He is the only one beside that kid over there that pays attention. He’s attentive and the best damn kid out here, but since you can’t see that, I’m pulling him,” Lucas said through his teeth, since he knew he had an audience. He had forgotten his hat in the car, and hoped that no hockey fans were in the stands.
“For one, jackass,” Coach said, taking a step towards Lucas.
Aw shit, Coach Dumbass had balls. He must not be a hockey fan because hockey fans knew of Lucas’ temper. They knew the look he got when his victim was cruising for a bruising.
And Lucas knew he had the look right then.
“For one, the reason why Aiden is in right field is because he can’t catch a ball for shit and for two, my head is not up some bitch’s ass, and for three, you can’t do that since you are nothing to him.”
Oh, f**k.
Lucas took a deep breath, counting to 10 as he took a step forward.
“Let me tell you something, you skinny little f**ker. If I ever hear you say my kid can’t do something, I’m pretty sure I will hit you so hard it will knock that ugly ass fro off your head,” Lucas sneered as the f**k face’s eyes went wide. “If you ever call my child’s mother a bitch again, it’s simple, you will die. And lastly, I am something because if you haven’t heard, that is my kid, and I’m kind of protective over what’s mine. Stay away from Fallon and Aiden, or I will f**k you up.”
Lucas waited for the guy to say something. When he didn’t, Lucas’ eyes never left his as he slowly backed away. When he turned, he saw some of the mom’s saying something, but he didn’t care. There were only two moms he was worried about, and that was his own and Fallon.
As Lucas got into the truck, Aiden didn’t say anything as he buckled his seatbelt and pulled out of the parking spot. Lucas drove off as he tried to control his anger. It was truly a blessing that Aiden came into Lucas’ life. Lucas was quick to throw a punch but now that he knew Aiden could see him, he decided to use his words instead, which was probably for the best.
After a moment of driving, Lucas looked up in the rearview and Aiden was looking down at his glove. “Ice cream, bud?”
Aiden looked up. “Yeah, ‘cause it’s probably gonna be our last meal,” he said sadly.
Lucas raised an eyebrow, confused. “Why is that?”
“Momma is gonna kill us.”
Oh yeah.
Chapter 17
When Fallon’s meeting ran a little over its end time, she was worried that she wouldn’t beat Lucas and Aiden home, but she thankfully had. Being alone gave her time to finish up a few things that needed to be done before she could spend some time with her little guy. She had missed Aiden so much and couldn’t wait to see him. After doing the dishes and putting some soup on the stove for dinner, Fallon was sitting at the kitchen table in front of her laptop when her phone rang. She glanced down at the display and saw that it was Chase.
What the hell did he want?
“Hello?” she asked
“Hey,” he snapped.
