We heard a clanging as we passed the next room, and Tyler halted to a stop. “I have an idea!” He quickly turned back aground and opened the door. We walked into the weight room where Cooper, Ivan, Hayden, Jude, and Antonio were working out.
“Hey!” Ty said to his friends as he tore off his shirt and stepped on the closest machine to him, the stair stepper. “If the security guards come in, we’ve been here as long as you have.”
“Well, you know only players are allowed to use the weight room,” Ivan reminded him.
“Yeah, Molly, maybe you should hide in the trainers’ room, in case the guards come in,” Hayden recommended.
I loved how these guys didn’t even ask any questions about what we were doing. Ivan opened the trainers’ door for me, and I went in and sat down at the desk. He left the door open a crack so that I would have a little light and could still hear what was going on. I picked up my phone to text the girls but made sure to turn the sound off.
Me: OMG public sex is CRAZY nerve-wracking but exhilarating at the same time!
Meadow: No fucking way! You go girl!!!
Pen: Public sex is so fun. Proud of you!
Meadow: I have to know - where???
Me: Let’s just say I’ll never look at the dugout the same way…
Pen: Oh, I bet Ty loved that!
Me: It was a dream of his. So, he kept my underwear… not sure if that’s creepy or sweet…
Meadow: That’s so hot!
Pen: He probably wanted a reminder of the best sex he’s ever had. If you weren’t married it might be creepy. But since you are, it's hot.
Me: That’s what he said…
Meadow: My dream is to do it on the beach someday.
Me: Ew, no! You’d get sand EVERYWHERE! Plus, I burn no matter how much sunscreen I wear so the beach is not my ideal vacation.
Pen: I’ve done it on the beach. It was awesome and then you just go in the water after and rinse off all the sand. It’s worth it. Us non-gingers love the beach!
Meadow: That’s why I love you, P!
Me: You guys can have the beach. I’ll stick to dugouts! Oh! I think I hear the security guards in the weight room. I’ll fill you in on everything later.
Meadow: Security guards? Girl, you've got some explaining to do….
“Hey, gentleman. Sorry to bother you,” I heard an unfamiliar male voice say. “Have you guys seen or heard anything recently?”
“Just this guy grunting and groaning as he adds too much weight to his set,” I heard Cooper say, but I wasn’t sure who he was talking about.
“Thanks a lot, man,” one of the guys said, maybe Jude.
“Well, let us know if you guys hear anything unusual. It looks like someone was messing around in the dugout. They knocked over a bunch of baseballs and broke the crate they were in, but I think we scared them away.”
"Thanks for keeping us safe," I heard Ivan say.
“Probably just some bored teenagers,” Cooper said.
“Most likely. You guys keep up the good work!” The guard said and shut the door.
“What the heck did you do with our baseballs, Stone?” I heard Hayden ask.
“They just got in our way. You can come out, baby.”