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“Sure, you’re The Gun. Everyone in San Diego knows who you are, and your face is on some of those streetlight banners around town. You are popular with the ladies, and you are one of those do-gooder players. It’s nice to meet you,” she says as she steps forward and offers her hand.
“Nice to meet you. So, this Ultimate Fan thing is a chance to give our fans a glimpse at our world, kind of like a day in the life sort of gig. I hope that you didn’t have any manicures set or anything,” I joke.
“I’m all yours.” she smiles.
I take in her appearance, and note that she is breathtakingly gorgeous. She has long dark wavy brown hair, honey brown eyes, pouty pink lips and flawless olive skin. She’s dressed casual in a V-neck white tee, jeans with holes at the knees with a flannel wrapped around her waist and white chucks. She smiles as my eyes reach her face again, and I should feel like a pervert for giving her the up and down. But I honestly don’t. She’s absolutely beautiful.
I’m all yours.
“Right. So, I won’t bore you with working out, or drills. Let’s do my next favorite thing.” I wiggle my eyebrows, turn and signal for her to follow me.
“Um, a little presumptuous buddy?” she says following me through the halls.
I slowly turn with a smile on my face. “Little lady, you have no idea. But I’m talking about food. What you will learn today is that I like to eat. Food is my favorite pastime aside from the game. I do a lot of working out too, more so practice type things, but I won’t bore you too much with weights.”
“Oh, okay,” she says almost dejectedly.
Since we are behind the scenes of the stadium, I rattle off the rooms as we pass and try to keep my nerding out about baseball to a minimum.
We walk out of the stadium gates, I click the fob in my hand and the alarm sounds off on my Jeep sitting at the curb.
“Special parking accommodations come with being a player?” she asks.
“No, I actually live up there. I walk to the games usually.” I point to one of the nearby buildings as her gaze follows. “I just parked here for today, I have no real clue as to how today would work, so I figured we needed wheels.”
“You don’t have a driver?”
“We’re baseball players, not movie stars, babe.”
“Whoa buddy! No calling me babe. I’m not your babe,” she stops and crosses her arms.
“You got it, didn’t mean to offend.” I say holding up my hands.
“I mean, you barely know me, you have to buy me breakfast first.” She loosens her arms and smirks as I open the door for her.
I have a good feeling about today. I smile brightly, stare at her ass as she gets in and fastens her seatbelt, then I round the Jeep to get in and start it up.
We eat at a restaurant that has amazing pancakes and a line outside the door. As we finish our meal. I lean back in my chair.
“So, what did you do to win as the ultimate fan?”
“Nothing,” she says as she picks up her glass and then takes a sip.
“Nothing?” I ask with frown.
“I just got hired on at a marketing team for a small company in Mission Valley. My boss had a last minute personal engagement come up that he couldn’t get out of so he gave it to me. He doesn’t have a kid, so it was kind of like a ‘welcome to the company’, type of thing,” she says using air quotes.
“So you really aren’t a fan?” I ask her.
“Make me a fan, Gunnar,” she leans across the table and smiles.
“SO, you go to the batting cages to practice? Why not just go back to the stadium; I’m sure you guys have the same machines.”
“We do, but today is different. You’re going to bat today, too.”
“Question still stands.”
“This place is fun.” I shrug handing her a bat. I steer her to the direction of the cages and when we get our designated spot, I set my bat down and fumble with the machine. I set up her pitches to be slow and then watch as she sets herself up. A ball releases, she shrieks as she swings and the ball flies past her.
