His Team – Ballers Read Online Blue Saffire

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Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
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***Warning This is best read after Where The Pieces Fall
Award winning, Bestselling, Author Blue Saffire presents

Ballers 3: His Game

Cameron

For as long as I can remember I’ve looked out for those I love. Especially those who can’t look out for themselves.

Everything I do is for my brother. The goal is to get Caleb to the majors and help him find his normal. I’m the buffer, I'm the shield, I’m the leader of his team. I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else.

However, not everyone is as selfless when it comes to our goal. Everything is changing and I desperately want that change to spill over into my life.

Then hope shows up. One look in her eyes and I know she’s going to be the change I need.

Kayle en

All my life my mama and Cam’s have been telling us that someday the two of us will get married. They even pushed me to steal him from his girlfriend in junior high to start our relationship.

Cam is all I’ve known since I was fourteen. Now I’m feeling left behind as he and Caleb start college. I didn’t get into college with them. Now I’m making bad decision after bad decision and I’m confused about what I want.

I love Cam but I don’t know if that’s enough.

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With love comes sacrifice. It is up to us to know when we’re making the right ones.

―BLUE SAFFIRE

CHAPTER 1

Drowning

Cameron

I’m wide awake. Too much on my mind to fall asleep. Sitting up against my headboard, I reach for my phone and open my text messages.

I stare at the name of the person I want to text but hesitate. This could cause a bigger problem for my marriage. I close my eyes and blow out a breath.

It’s not like I can sit and do nothing. After all I’ve done to get here, I’m not going to allow some bullshit to come along and tear it all apart. I spent too much time second-guessing myself and what I wanted out of life.

Not knowing if friendship was enough to hold love together. Then learning, while it can be, it’s also not. Yet again, my character is being challenged.

It was so easy to point my twin brother’s shit out to him, but here I sit, looking at a big fucking problem and not knowing if this should be my next move.

I shake my head and go to close the app. However, my baby girl whimpers and shifts in the bed beside me. I look down at my little girl and smile.

She looks so much like a mix of her mother and me. Placing my phone down, I then lie back down and reach to brush my finger over my little girl’s silky curly locks. Inhaling her sweet baby scent, I allow myself to relax.

Placing a hand over her chest, I listen to the silence of the room while her little heartbeat hums through my palm. I didn’t know I wanted a daughter so much until she was placed in my arms for the first time. Rage fills me as I think of how the opportunity to have her was almost taken from me.

“Fuck this,” I mutter and sit back up.

I grab the phone and open the app again. This time I tap on the contact I’m looking for. I start the message, but my wife begins to toss and turn beside me and our daughter.

I freeze once again. As a man, I want to believe I’m about to do the right thing. Someone’s heart will be broken one way or the other.

However, I’m not responsible for everyone’s happiness. It took too long to understand that. I never want to cause that type of pain again, but that means dealing with this bullshit once and for all.

I sigh and toss the phone down. Still undecided on what I want to do. I climb from the bed and lift my daughter to place her in the crib. I’m going for a run to clear my head.

Once my baby girl is in her crib, I tug on a pair of basketball shorts and my sneakers. Next, I grab my arm strap for my phone. I stick my earbuds in my ears and head out of the house.

When I get to the sidewalk, I pull out my phone to find a song that speaks to my mood. I grunt when I come across the perfect song. “Crazy” by 50 Cent fits every feeling I have at the moment.

The song starts as I place my phone back in the strap. I get lost in the beat and take off down the block. We live in a nice community, not far from Caleb and Nicole.

It had been harder than I thought to be separated from my brother. So many times in my life, I’ve questioned my decisions. The one thing I can say I’m sure of is the support I’ve always given to Caleb.


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