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While making plans for the boys’ trip, Chase found out the Giants were playing the Cardinals in St. Louis the day after we picked them up. We thought it would be fun to take the kids to the game so they could see Chase’s friend, Aron Parker, play and visit a stadium they’d never been to before. We would also hit up the National Blues Museum since Tyler and I loved music.
“Do you think Aron Parker will sign my glove?” Dylan asked.
“Maybe,” I answered.
Before I was ready, it was time for them to board the plane. Pulling them in for hugs, I said, “I love you both, and I’ll see you soon.”
“Love you too,” Tyler replied.
“Love you, Dad.” Dylan squeezed me tight.
A sense of unease ran through me as I watched them walk down the jetway. I wanted them to have a great time, but I also worried because Lisa had never been one to handle taking care of them for more than a day or two. What if they were miserable there? Or worse, what if she ignored them most of the week?
I waited until the gate agent closed the door before I left. As I walked out of the airport, I grabbed my phone from my pocket to fire off a text to Chase.
I’m on my way.
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CHASE
My cell rangon my nightstand as Gage bobbed up and down on my dick. “Don’t stop,” I ordered, grabbing his head so he wouldn’t move away. The phone continued to chime, and I reached for it to make sure it wasn’t my kids, only to see the name on the screen. “Shit. It’s my agent.”
Gage rose and wiped his bottom lip, his cock hard too. “Your agent?”
I sat up. “Yeah. I should take this.”
“Of course.”
I slid my finger across the screen to answer the call and stuck the phone to my ear. “Toby, how are you?”
“Great. Is this a bad time?”
Yes.“No, what’s up?” I was surprised to hear from him, given I’d retired six months prior.
“How’s retirement treating you?”
I blinked, staring at Gage. Toby called to talk about my retirement, and I could be getting off instead? “It’s going well. Super happy.”
“Do you miss the game?”
Gage crawled under the covers and I leaned against the headboard as I answered, “A part of me will always miss it, but I’ve started coaching my son’s travel ball team and I’m really enjoying teaching him and the other boys .”
“Oh, really? Does that take up a lot of your free time?”
“Just a few hours a day and my weekends. Nothing like when I played and was on the road half the year.”
“Good, good. So, you like the San Diego area?”
Had Toby called just to make small talk? It wasn’t how I wanted to spend the last afternoon with Gage before we boarded a plane to Houston, that was for sure.
“I do. Feeling at home here.” I glanced down at Gage as he lay next to me and my heart smiled. I was truly feeling at home.
“That’s good to hear. So, listen. I was contacted by San Diego Sports Network and they’re interested in having you as aPadres Liveguest analyst for their pre- and post-game shows. They have an immediate opening and want you.”
I blinked, stunned by his words because even though I lived in San Diego, my heart was purple given I played most of my career with the Rockies. I’d also never done television before and didn’t know how I would do in front of a live camera.
“What?” Gage mouthed.
