I don’t make rules. I make decisions. Everyone talks about their rules. Rules for dating, for running their lives… yeah. I don’t do that. When I decide something isn’t for me, I never revisit the subject. That is… until Urban shows up. I’m a teacher. He’s a professional baseball player. In the summer, I work at a camp that’s affiliated with the Kalamazoo Knights. This year… Urban just so happens to be volunteering. He’s a ball player, and I don’t do ball players. Actually, I’m not much of a relationship girl. Relationships are messy. Feelings get you into trouble. Knowing that, how is Urban making me rethink something that I already made a decision about? I don’t know the how of it, but it’s really irritating. So are his muscles… and face… and just everything. I don’t want to fall for him which means I decide not to. Yet I can’t really keep myself. Suddenly… I want the player.