Seven years ago, I went from being America’s Golden Son to That Idiot faster than you can say, “Foul ball.”
At the time, I thought I was making the right decision by ditching my professional baseball career and today, I know I did. But I’ll admit, being the punchline of every late night comic changed me. The paparazzi no longer follow me and the media’s moved on, but I still live by rules created to ensure I would never be a laughingstock again.
My rules are restrictive and controlling. They dictate what I do and who I do it with.
They do not allow for a free spirit, bound and determined to get a recording deal in Nashville. A woman actively chasing a public life I turned my back on. And they certainly will not accept the little sister of the man who recently married my ex.
Unfortunately, this siren with the voice of an angel, is the only woman I want.
So I made a deal...
THE DATE DEAL
