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“So we have time to watch another movie or two?” I ask.

“We do.” He says.

“Well, let’s get comfy.” I say, surprising him by going to sit back on his lap as the next movie starts.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Cole

Thank fuck I let Ty’s overbearing ass tell me what to do tonight. Not once did it cross my mind that Heather and Adriana would be here for the weekend. Let alone that Adriana would want to spend time with me like this. She surprised the shit out of me. I almost half expected her to tell me she only wanted to be friends. But now? Now I know I have some work to do, but it’s not impossible. I can’t wait for her to be mine.

“When do you guys fly back home?” I break the silence.

“Same as you. Sunday after the game.” She answers me.

“What do you think about a date night at my place after we get back?” I can’t help but to ask her, wanting to lock in more time spent with her.

“Definitely, Casanova. Let me know what day works for you.” She tells me.

She puts her head on my shoulder and gets engrossed in the movie. She doesn’t notice me looking at her. This woman just continues to draw me in with every moment I spend with her. Adriana just might be the one to take me out of the game.

The second movie ends and a few minutes later, the third movie starts. We are only about an hour in when I realize Adriana is sleeping. Wanting to take full advantage of her beinghere since I know she won’t always make it out on these away trips, I continue to watch this damn movie and enjoy holding her.

The sound of the door unlocking draws my attention, and in walks Heather and Ty. They come into the living room and see us. Heather sighs and smiles as I put my finger up to my mouth so they know to be quiet.

“She sleeping?” Heather whispers.

“Yeah. I’ll bring her into the room. I can pull the couch out. Why don’t you two go to our room?”

“Cole, you need a good night’s sleep for the game.” Heather argues in a whisper.

“I’ll be fine. You don’t get to come out often when we’re on the road. You did me a solid on this trip. This is me saying thank you.” I inform her.

“You sure?” She double checks with me.

“Yes, but go before I change my mind.” I tell her, knowing it’ll put her ass in gear.

“Love you brother.” she says, blowing a kiss at me.

“Love you too. Make sure you keep it down in there tonight.” I say with a chuckle.

I get up from the couch with Adriana in my arms. She snuggles further into my neck and fucking sighs. My dick twitches with the hot air of her breath on my neck. I have to remind myself as I head over to her room that slow and steady is going to be the path until she says otherwise. And fuck, I just know she’s worth it.

Heather grabbed a change of clothes and left the door open for me, and pulled back the comforter. Thoughtful sister.

I lay her down and pull the comforter over her. I lean down and kiss her forehead.

“Goodnight gorgeous.” I whisper.

“Night, Casanova.” she whispers back to me.

Closing the door behind me, I go pull the bed out of the couch. Getting settled, I keep the tv on but change it to the local sports channel and turn the volume up just a smidge to ensure I don’t hear my brother and his wife just in case.

Sleepingon the pullout couch wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. At least my back isn’t hurting from it and it hasn’t affected my game today.

It’s the top of the ninth inning and we’re up by three runs with only one out. I’m on deck to hit and Dean Lockwood is up at the plate. The pitcher throws a fastball and Dean swings, connecting with the pitch. The ball goes sailing into the outfield where it’s just out of reach to the right fielder, Andrews by a few inches. Andrews picks up the ball as Dean is turning from first base to run to second. Dean knows that he only has seconds to get the base before the ball does. He digs deep and sets up to slide. The second baseman sees this and changes his position by the bag as Dean slides feet first, and that’s when all we hear is a scream. Dean is laying on the ground on his side clutching his lower left leg. The trainers are running out from the dugout over to him. He isn’t getting up and we all know that this isn’t good. The trainers assess him before helping him up and carrying him over and into the dugout to get to the locker room to get checked out.

“Don’t let that shake you.” Ty says from my right side.

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