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Chapter Seventeen

My gaze followed his. “The baseball field?”

A smile formed on his face. “Yes. I love the Guardian’s. I have season tickets.”

“If you have season tickets, then why bother buying a place where you can see the games?”

His eyes fell to the ground, his jaw tensing. The energy in the air thickened between us while he stood there, processing my question. Whatever reason it was, it wasn’t because he hadn’t thought of it. There was more to why he bought this place.

He dropped his hands from the railing, one finding his pocket and the other rubbed the back of his neck.

“You don’t have to tell me.” The sight of Craft being vulnerable should have brought me joy, but it made me want to comfort him.

He met my gaze. “I watched the games with my dad from this rooftop.”

“So, you lived here when you were younger?”

He grimaced. “Not exactly. We lived on the othe
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