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chapter twenty-eight

2:34 p.m.

“There’s so many people here.” My eyes couldn’t help but wander the pack field that very well could’ve been mistaken for a Mariner’s game.

“The socialites of the city love a good charity outing.” Gustav smiled over at me through his aviators. Carefully sitting down in the fold out chair, I watched as the players began to set up on the field. Liam has been boasting about his amazing baseball talent for the past few weeks, so I’m curious to see if the great Lionardo-Majid Harrington is good at everything he does. Besides cooking.

“Mommy!” Cove turned to me. “You want popcorn!” Cove held up a big bucket of popcorn in her small arms, assuming Gustav had bought her, along with a pink slushy.

“Thank you, my love.” I smiled at her, taking a generous handful of the salty snack. Sitting back against the warm seat from the heat of the sun, the wind blew my hair as I prepared for the game to start.

If someone had told me a year ago, that I would be marrying one of the richest men in the country, having his babies, and sitting at charity baseball game full of high profile rich people, I wouldn’t have believed them. My whole life, I’ve been trying to find happiness that wouldn’t be taken away from me after a short period of time. Life in Seattle, though it’s been tough, it’s been well worth it.

I have a man who loves me, who loves Cove and a family that treats me as their own. It will be a year next month, since I’ve heard from my parents, and I’ve finally come to peace with them not being apart of my life. Soon my last name would be Harrington, and being tied to the last name Prescott De Silva, will just be a painful memory. Eventually, I would have to tell Liam everything I’ve been through, and not the PG version I gave him when talking about Vaughn.

There’s just some things in life we as people want to forget, and secrets we would just have to take to our graves. I know I can’t run forever from my past, but if I can put a halt to it, just for the time being, that’s what I’m willing to do. I don’t want to relive the darkest parts of my life, if I don’t have to. Maybe that’s selfish, and possibly even dumb for holding in that pain. But I don’t want to cry anymore tears over those people, those monsters, who have hurt me beyond what I thought was possible.

I know a name change for most people just means showing your union to your loved one, but for me, having the last name Harrington, gave me power. They’ve been through so much as a family, yet they still rise to any challenge and prevail, all while looking damn good while doing it.

“Sorry, I’m late.” Looking to my left, my eyes widened as London got closer to us. The jersey she was wearing was tight to her fit body, leaving a few buttons open to expose her breast, the high-waisted shorts cinched her waist and showed off her hourglass figure, while her pointed stilettos accentuated her long tanned legs.

“You look gorgeous, darling.”

“Thank you, daddy.” London kissed Gustav on the cheek, before sitting down next me.

“Gustav is right, you look, ravishing.” I whispered to London with a smirk.

“Thank you, Katie. You look ravishing as well.” London smiled at me, removing her Givenchy sunglasses from her sultry blue eyes, placing them into her Birkin. “Your boobs look fantastic.” She leaned in closer to me, so Cove and Gustav wouldn’t hear her. “I’m sure Lio has been enjoying those.” I rolled my eyes, as I watched Liam approach the pitcher’s mound.

“Yeah, these fantastical muscles that your brother loves so much, are sore and full of milk.” London and I laughed, as she turned her attention to the field as the game began to start.

“Whoever is number twelve, has a fantastic ass.” I hit London’s shoulder as she sipped on her beer. “What? I’m technically a single woman. I can gawk at a good-looking man.”

“Even if that good-looking man is, Archie?” I turned to London, raising my eyebrow.

“Sure.” London shrugged.

“What do you mean sure!”

“Go daddy!” As Cove began to cheer, I turned to the field, watching Liam getting ready to pitch the first ball of the game.

“Go, babe!” I cheered on Liam, turning my attention back to London. “Sure? What does that mean?”

“Don’t read too much into this Katie. I’ve always found Archie attractive.” London smiled at me. “You know the typical, I like my brother’s hot best friend storyline.”

“So, you’d hook up with Archie?” London turned back towards the game with a sly smirk on her full lips.

“Go, Lio!” Smooth London, very, very, smooth. I knew it wasn’t any of my business to meddle, so I left the unknown, alone, until there were reasons to be concerned.

Liam tossed the ball into his black glove a few times, before getting into a proud stance pitching a hard fastball at the batter.

“Strike one!”

And again.

“Strike two!”

And once, more.

“Strike three!”

“Atta boy, Lionardo!” A small smile formed on my face, imagining a young Liam dominating on the baseball field.

Liam had struck out two players, leaving one on third after his successful attempt of running the base, and one on first. Playful banter was exchange inaudibly from our seats, as Liam’s godfather approached home plate.

Since, Gerald approached me earlier this afternoon, I’ve been trying to remember at what point have we crossed paths. His name rung a bell because of the conference call he shared with Liam, while he was fingering me, but I knew for a fact, I hadn’t met this man before. Maybe I just had one of those faces, or I reminded him of someone from his past.

“Strike two!”

“Strike him out, son!” Gustav yelled over the loud crowd.

“Go daddy! Go daddy!” Cove had stood up from her seat, jumping up and down while cheering. Liam traced his cleat into into the field, before retracting his arm back, before fast pitching the ball at Gerald.

“Go long!” One of Liam’s teammates called out from the second base to the outfield, signalling to Archie to chase the incoming ball. Jumping up to catch the ball, Archie hit his back against the gate, as the ball fell into glove. “Hell yeah!” Cheers erupted from the stands, as Liam’s team got ready to bat. From the corner of my eye, I could see London clapping her hands along with the crowd, with a small smirk on her face. Something is up with her.

With Gerald’s team up seven to six, bases were loaded and Liam was up to bat. We were all on the edge of our seats, as Liam stepped onto home plate turning his attention to us in the stands.

"For you.” Liam pointed the bat at Cove and I, mouthing for you with a smile on his handsome face. It’s hard to believe that this was the same man who was repulsed by my presence nearly a year ago, was now in love with me. Madly in love with me according to Gustav. I blew Liam a kiss, before he turned around, adjusting his stance as he got ready to hit the ball. With a strong strategic swing, Liam hit the ball out of the stadium.

“Seven years in a row!” Gustav cheered as Liam jogged around hitting each of the bases, until he returned home.

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