Micah Wynn throws ninety-nine miles per hour, and it’s the only thing in his life he can control.
After bouncing between three different organizations due to his volatile reputation, the twenty-six-year-old pitcher is one bad start away from washing out of the league. He doesn't trust coaches, he doesn't trust his teammates, and he absolutely doesn't trust the veteran catcher the Harbor City Kings just brought in to "tame" him.
At thirty-eight, Darius Cole has spent two decades behind the plate managing pitchers, egos, and game plans. He reads hitters with surgical precision, but he manages his own life with a carefully constructed armor of professional distance. He knows exactly how to handle a wild, desperate pitcher like Micah: patience, authority, and absolute control.
When Darius begins calling Micah’s pitches, the connection is immediate and electric. Micah realizes the stoic catcher is the only person whose voice can quiet the noise in his head, and their professional partnership soon crashes into a secret, fiercely intense physical relationship. For the first time in his life, Micah finds safety in submission.
But Darius is hiding a secret of his own—a failing knee that is quietly ending his career. As the Kings make a push for the playoffs, the foundation of trust they've built threatens to crumble. Micah must decide if the man who taught him how to pitch can be trusted with his heart, and Darius must learn that taking care of someone isn't the same thing as loving them.