Chapter 11

His eyes squint on her, he can tell how shy she is being the laughing stock by her flushed cheeks and constant pursing of her lips.

He must have been staring at the ground again even though he was blindfolded so he didn’t hit the piñata. She’s always looking down she doesn’t even notice the jackpot just right above her!

She stumbled once again, the cheers and laughs of the crowd irritated Wilder. He’s uneasy, he took a deep breath.

Geez, he can’t help it.

Fertine tried to put the baseball bat, she wondered why it felt lighter this time.

Wilder put his hands over hers as he helped her with the baseball.

The sweet scent of her hair filled his nose as he moved closer behind her back.

He gulped as he tightened the grip over her hand in the baseball bat. He’s strong stance begins her fragile body. He felt her take a deep breath from behind.

In one move, he hit the hanging heart along with the loud pounding on his chest, he struck hard, enou