is, unless he also had a past fling fly across the country almost a year since
he last saw her, only to drop the bomb that he’s a dad and she wants no
involvement before leaving him as a single parent to a six-month-old baby
boy.
I try not to take advantage of Monty, knowing he and the entire
organization have bent over backwards to make my new family situation
work, but when it comes to my kid, I refuse to compromise on who takes
care of him while I’m working.
“I’ll talk to Sanderson,” I offer, referring to one of the trainers on staff.
“He’ll be in the training room all night. I can get Max situated there. As
long as no one gets hurt, the room will be quiet. He can sleep.”
Monty rubs his thumb and forefinger over his brows. “Kai, I’m trying
here. I’m doing everything I can for you, but this isn’t going to work unless
you have childcare we can all rely on.”
Monty only uses my first name when he’s wanting me to take his words
to heart. Otherwise, he and the whole team call me by my nickname—Ace.
But I have taken his words to heart. They’re the same ones he’s been
preaching to me for the past three months, ever since the season started.
I’ve already rotated through five nannies. And the reason for that is
because, well... I’m not sure I want to make it work.
I’m not sure I want to play baseball anymore.
The only thing I’m positive of is that I want to be the best possible dad
for Max. At this point in my life, at thirty-two and after ten years in the
majors, nothing else matters to me.
A game that I once loved, that I thought of as my entire existence, I now
view as time away from my family.
“I know, Monty. I’ll figure it out when we get back to Chicago. I
promise.”
He exhales another defeated sigh. “If your brother weren’t also on my
roster, you’d be the biggest pain in my ass, Ace.”
I roll my lips in, trying not to smile. “I’m aware.”
“And I’d trade you if you weren’t so damn talented.”
I can’t help but laugh at that one because he’s full of shit. I’m one of the
best pitchers in the league, yeah, but regardless of my talent, Monty loves
me.
“And if you didn’t like me so much,” I add for him.