Chapter 13Just before dawn, June left me to put my plan in action.
Me: We need to talk.
MLB NL MVP: I agree.
Me: I haven’t slept. Can you come now?
MLB NL MVP: Me either. I’m in the car already.
Me: Text me when you get here, please.
MLB NL MVP: I’m here.
Me: Look in my bedroom window.
Me: PLEASE.
I opened the window and waited for him. It was a brisk morning. The first hints of sunlight were stretching across the sky, and I smiled up at the disappearing stars as Boaz came into view. A look of curiosity and relief came over Boaz’s face in the last few steps as he came to my window.
“You’ve won,” I stated. My voice was matter-of-fact, but the up-turned corners of my mouth betrayed me.
Boaz’s brow wrinkled. “What?”
“You’ve won me over. I can’t help it anymore or stop it, and I do
