Page 69 of Sacrifice Bunt

The sound of the ball cracking off a bat had her standing up as the ball that Noah hit flew out of the ballpark and into the stands in right field.

He’d hit another home run.

It was his fourth in four games.

Hannah was right beside her, cheering loudly as he rounded the bases. When he got to home plate, his teammates swarmed him in congratulations. As he left the field, he looked up into the stands, catching her eye. She knew she was grinning from ear to ear.

She'd been around all sports, and especially baseball, her entire life, and yet this moment, where he hit a home run and then looked up into the stands to her, was more exciting than any of the other ones.

Noah was the reason.

He was the reason for a lot of things.

Because she freaking loved him.

When the game ended, they didn’t stick around to talk to Heath or Noah because they were in a time crunch if they wanted to be at the event earlier to help out. Hannah was staying with Heath and had borrowed his car, so she dropped Zara off at Noah’s on the way.

She'd already showered and was blow-drying her hair when Noah stepped into the bathroom, finally home from his game.

She clicked off the blow dryer, dropped it onto the counter, and ran towards him. It was just a few steps, but he caught her in his arms, twirling her around.

Nothing felt better than when his arms were around her. “You played amazingly today.” It was freeing to say those words out loud to him.

“I loved having you there.” He pulled back, smacking a loud kiss on her lips.

They grinned stupidly at each other before he finally slid her back to her feet. “I'm a little sad that I already missed you naked.” He waggled his eyebrows at her. “Although I’m loving this.” He toyed with the t-shirt she was wearing. One that just so happened to belong to him.

She slapped his chest, stepped away, and picked the hair dryer back up. “You saw me naked most of last night and this morning, and you'll see me naked again later tonight.”

He groaned. “That's such a long time from now.”

“I think you can make it. A big, strong guy like yourself should have no problem holding out for a few more hours.”

“You say that, but what if the person who bids on me and wins is a lunatic or a stalker or, I don't know, something else equally as bad?”

“Since you know all about stalking, you two will have something in common. It’ll give you something to talk about.” While she was joking on the outside, she was seething inside at the thought of this imaginary person actually getting along with him.

He was more than just his good looks, although he was absolutely that. He was a good person, and she wanted people to know that. She wanted them to see the real Noah, even if she wanted to keep him all for herself, hidden away in his house.

They got ready side by side, and it felt super relationshipy. She had never done anything like that before. No guy stayed long enough to share her bathroom with her. This was intimate in a way she’d never known. She was just finishing the last of her makeup when he came strolling out of his closet. She saw him reflected in the mirror, and her breath hitched at how sexy he was in his tux. She turned slowly, taking in every single inch of him.

“How do I look?” He raised his arms, doing a little spin.

“You'll do,” she said, trying to play it cool.

He raised an eyebrow. “That's all I get? Looking like this,” he gestured up and down his body, “and doing you a favor?”

“I mean, I prefer you naked, but I can work with this.” In reality, her pussy was wet just looking at him.

Not a great start to the night.

“Can you help me with this?" she asked, grabbing her dress and wiggling it up her body until it was in place. She turned, giving him her back and moving her hair out of the way so he could zip it up. Her dress was a deep shade of pink with only one strap over her left shoulder and a slit that went high up her leg. She’d bought it weeks ago before they were even a thing, but now all she cared about was what he thought of it.

His fingers grazed her back softly as he slowly worked the zipper upwards. He leaned in, his breath tickling her ear, sending a shiver through her body. She stepped away, afraid if she didn’t, they’d never make it to the auction.

Plus, it was her turn to show off.

She spun slowly, ending in a sultry pose with one hand on her hip and her bare leg sticking out from the slit in the dress.

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