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Who__ winning?___ don__ have a f*cking clue nor do I f*cking care.__cho__ head ticks back.__ack off, Beth._ I cross the room, drop a kiss on the curve of Echo__ neck and whisper in her ear, __he__ rip me to pieces, too, right now. She__ a b*tch when the Yankees play.__er eyebrows rise. __s she a Red Sox fan?__saiah chuckles and we both throw him a glare, but he doesn__ notice as he__ absorbed in a car manual.__eth hates baseball.__cho__ eyes dart from Beth to the television to me then she waves her hand in the air for an explanation.__he watches,_ I explain. __ankees only. It__ what she does and there are some things we don__ question about each other.___ust the Yankees?_ Echo whispers.__ust the Yankees,_ I repeat.__nd she hates baseball?___ith a passion.___hat__..._ Echo says in a hushed tone. __hat__ messed up.