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she coached the games? Probably not, but he’d
enjoy seeing her cute butt in tight jeans. Sydney being athletic was
going to be great. He’d like to jog with her in the morning but not
sure that would be possible with Carter’s school schedule.
    Another problem might
occur if he couldn’t keep his hands off her. He definitely wanted
to kiss her, but what if he couldn’t stop with a simple kiss? Would
that ruin their business arrangement? When he’d told Sydney that
their relationship would be platonic, he’d been truthful. But now
he realized that deep down, he wanted to make love to Sydney. No, he
couldn’t allow his desires to get in the way. He had a young son to
consider; he would just have to behave.
    “Carter, finish your
sandwich. We’re going to the store to buy a baseball glove for
you.”
    “Are we still going
to look at that house?”
    He nodded. “And I
want you to meet Sydney today.”
    Carter gave him a
serious look. “Is she why you’ve been smiling a lot?”
    “I always smile a
lot.”
    Shrugging his small
shoulders, Carter said, “Not really. You’ve been sad for a long
time, but now you act happy.”
    Crap! His son
might be a little too perceptive to what was going on. He’d have to
do a better job of hiding his feelings for Sydney around Carter.
Rushing into anything with her would be a mistake for everyone. He
would have to learn to keep his raging hormones in check.
    * * *
    Sydney met Blake and
Carter at the park. Carter was an attractive boy with blond hair and
a sparkle in his blue eyes. After Blake introduced Sydney to Carter,
she learned he liked the house and especially liked the idea of
having a big yard for Cub Scout meetings and campouts. Another Smith
enamored of her house, she thought.
    She wasn’t sure
buying the duplex with Blake was a good idea. Financially, it might
be sensible, but it seemed ludicrous when she’d only known him for
two days. Actually, she’d know him better by the time they had
closing with another thirty days before occupancy. But she couldn’t
look at Blake without her heart thumping hard. He looked hot in his
shorts and T-shirt. How could she live on the other side of a wall
when just being with him in a park gave her a high? She’d probably
have a heart attack at the age of twenty-eight if she decided to
share a duplex.
    Directing her attention
onto Carter might calm her racing heart. “So, Carter, do you think
you’d like to play on the baseball team?” She wanted Carter on
the team but only if he wanted to be on the team. She didn’t want
Carter to do it because Blake talked him into playing. She hated it
when parents decided which sports their kids should play.
    He nodded. “Daddy
took me to the store to get a glove.”
    Blake put a hand on
Carter’s shoulder. “Tell Sydney how you already know someone
playing on the team.”
    “We’ve only had one
practice so I’m still learning the names. Who is it?” she asked.
    Carter grinned at her.
“Aaron Smith.”
    She laughed. “I can’t
believe it. It’s a small world. That’s great you know my nephew.
Are you in the same class too?”
    “Yes.”
    “Boys, let’s play
ball.” They were in an open, vacant spot and after pitching the
ball to Carter several times, she stopped. “Carter, you’re a
natural ball player. I’m thinking of trying you at shortstop. We
need someone with good ball skills and eyes for that position.”
    “Thank you,” Carter
said.
    Blake, looking pleased,
said, “You’re doing great, son. Sydney, what position did you
play?”
    “In high school and
college I was a pitcher. I was lucky and had a scholarship.”
    “A writer and an
athlete.” Blake said. “I’m impressed.”
    They continued tossing
balls to each other. After several minutes of running to catch long
and high ones from Blake, Sydney said in a casual tone, “My parents
loved the house.”
    “Did you mention
about buying it together?” Blake threw to her.
    She caught the hard
ball.