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“So, in other words, baseball is life,” I state.
“It definitely is a large portion of it, yes,” he replies while nodding.
“So how do you find time for your personal life?”
“I make it all fit,” he says as our table is approached.
We discussed surface items throughout dinner, it was comfortable conversation mixed in with small touches here and there. By the end of the evening, we had gotten to know more about one another than I was thinking that we would. He pulls up to my apartment, kills the engine and turns to me.
“I don’t want the night to stop here,” he says simply.
“You can come in if you want?” I ask hesitantly.
“I have an early practice tomorrow.”
“I have work in the morning,” I retort, hoping for another sleepover.
“I don’t want you to feel ashamed to be with me. News reports will come out here and there, not all will be true though. I want to spend time with you and be with you.”
“The news is already out there. You said that you were going to get your people to dispute it, I trust that. So why don’t you come inside, and we can get to know each other more?”
“I hope you’re saying that we can get to know each other better while naked?”
“I definitely want to get to know more about you while naked.”
FIVE
GUNNAR
I WAKE up this morning in Sawyer’s bed, with her leg wrapped around my own, her arm thrown over my torso and her long hair tickling my neck as it covers half of her face, and each breath she takes makes the strands brush against my skin. If I play my cards right, we could do the horizontal limbo again before she has to leave, but that plan was squashed as soon as Darth Vader’s march rang through her room from her night table besides the bed.
She slowly disentangles herself from me, her knee brushes lightly against my morning wood. She rolls to her back, stretches her limbs, and lightly groans with the movement.
“What time do you need to be into work?” I ask her gruffly, rolling to my side with my hand finding her hip under the covers.
“In a few hours,” she says lazily, turning her head to look at me.
She looks mussed and content. With no make-up on her face, her hair unperfected and the softness of morning in her voice, I’m struck by her. Other women that I’ve been with would wake up purposely before me and put makeup on their faces, brush their hair, whatever it took to look like they woke up like that naturally. Sawyer is the first woman that I have been with, where she does not do that, and she looks beautiful. A natural beauty.
“So, does that mean, we can leisurely lay in bed together, and I don’t know, roll around?”
“You can just say what you want, you know.”
“Okay. Can we fuck?”
“I thought you’d never ask!” I say as I drag her closer to me and hover over while leaning down and gently kissing her soft lips.
I WALK into the clubhouse and set my bag down in front of my cage. I sit down and begin untying my shoes. Bently comes up beside me and claps me on the shoulder.
“That chick you were with last night is fine. Same chick from the newspaper spread?”
“How did you know I was with her last night?” I ask.
“You really need to start paying attention.” Bently shakes his head and pulls out his phone, scrolls on the screen and then hands it over to me. I take it from him and then look at the headline.
HORNETS CATCHER, REYNOLDS OUT ON THE TOWN and below the headline is pictures from dinner last night, from a distance. Then two box photos of Sawyer with another guy with the caption of her dating someone else with the subtitle questioning Sawyer’s intentions. I shake my head, this is why I do not read the news, and it prints false information. I hand the phone back to Bently and resume changing for practice. Remembering that I need to fix this.
“So, is she a cleat chaser, or is she actually someone that you’re going to be spending time with?” Bently asks me.
