Elizabeth’s POV:
Did he seriously just say that to me? This man clearly still had quite a set of balls on him, and he’d be lucky if I didn’t crush them! I wanted nothing more than to wipe that sexy little smirk off his face.
“Yeah, Tate, I did do that on occasion before you turned into a dumba*s who chose to believe the words of a boy you hated rather than to trust your loving girlfriend of four years. So you can rest assured that I won’t ever do it again.”
I grabbed the bat out of his hand and shoved him backwards with all my might. I pressed the button on the machine and stepped into the batter’s box.
CRACK! c***k! c***k!
I swung at every ball and kept making contact, sending them flying farther with each hit. I pictured Ashton’s face on the ball, taking my frustration out on it rat
