Base Hit

Vander Devlin. The left fielder everyone had overlooked.

An off the charts batting average, a long throw, and fast on his feet. No team wanted him. His downfall was his interest in men. He refused to hide himself for baseball. Then baseball's golden boy came out. Now, Vander found himself in the majors with a chip on his shoulder.

One dance with Evan Ashland and he was hooked.

Evan, heir to the Ashland cosmetic empire, lived a simple life. Being the CEO of a corporation never appealed to him. Happy with his teaching job, he loved working at the stadium at night to watch the players. He didn't plan to touch.

Evan let the world see the eternal playboy when what he really wanted was the fairytale. A partner to rule his kingdom by his side.

A dance with the Emperors' newest left fielder made him wonder what he might be missing.

With the memories of the way he caught his ex cheating, Evan had a hard time trusting anyone with his heart. He'd built fortresses to protect his kingdom, even as he longed for someone to let in.

As he struggled to find his way on his new team, Vander was determined to breach the walls Evan built no matter what it took.

Life was hard. Being alone was harder. The choice of being who you were and being who others wanted you to be didn't help.

The bat connected. The ball sailed between the outfielders. Now it was time for Vander to race toward the base.