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381 pages, Paperback
First published September 19, 2019
“Different can be good.”
Shane: She’s totally crushing.
Jerry: *Clasps hands together* Carson Stone is so dreamy.
Shane: *Fans self* All those muscles.
Jerry: *Wipes drool* And the way he grips his . . . bat.
Milly: Are you two morons done?
Jerry: Yes.
Shane: No.
Shane: *Tweaks nipples* Ohhhhh, Carson . . .
Shane: Okay, now I’m done.
“I mean that, you were the greatest thing to ever happen to me.”








Title: The Dugout
Author: Meghan Quinn




"Oh, hey... Carson." I awkwardly give him a short wave. "Hey there. Hi. Hello."
"Go ahead, say hi one more time," Jerry says out of the corner of his mouth. I push his head to the side hoping Carson didn't hear him.
"Gasp." Jerry points at my joined hand with Carson like an idiot. "Look, they're holding hands. Aw, Milly." Shane and Jerry lean in together, holding their hearts and each other at the same time. "Out little girl is getting everything she's ever dreamed of", Shane says on a fake sniff.
With my hand in his, he turns around and reveals the Brentwood baseball team with their arms draped over each other's shoulders, and mushy looks on their faces. They make a collective aw, and there's no question that my cheeks are bright red. Sounding embarrassed as well, Carson ruffles his hair and says, "Guys, this is Milly. My girlfriend. Milly, the team." "Hi Milly," they say in unison, as if they've been practicing all day.
[...] "They're so cute," someone says. "Match made in heaven." "Total locker room material."
"Did you hear that, boys?" he shouts. "Milly doesn't like sweet pickles."
"Boys, listen up. We have a new pickle opinion, and looks like there's trouble in paradise because it doesn't match the betrothed."
"Jesus, fuck," Carson says, dragging his hand down his face.

