Page 53 of Stolen Bases

“It’s sweet because they can’t keep their hands off each other. I hope that when my person comes along, he feels the same way.”

Nodding, I keep my gaze on her as she looks off into the distance behind me, thinking. The moonlight bathes her in a silver silhouette. She’s so fucking beautiful it hurts. Inside and out. With all her soft curves, long raven hair, sweet laugh, sassy eye rolls, and quiet confidence.

I think I understand Jace’s obsession with Rylann now. Because all I want to do is grab onto Talia, kiss her like my life depends on it, and make her mine. Forever.

Yup, I’m a total simp.

“Thank you for sneaking out with me. I know this puts you in a difficult position, but I had to see you.”

She looks at me with a soft smile. “Me too. I wasn’t sure I would. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about leaving for dinner.”

This girl is worrying about me and my feelings. I don’t even know what to say. I’d never be upset with her for going out with her family or girlfriends. She’s a resilient, intelligent woman capable of doing whatever she wants. I might miss her like crazy, but I’d never hold her back from doing anything she wanted.

“All good. You should go out with your brother. The season is starting soon, and he’ll be gone a lot.”

“So will you.”

She’s not wrong. Even though I’m falling for her, I’m also realistic. Being with a professional athlete isn’t for everyone. Talia has had a taste of this life with her brother, but it’s not the same when it’s a significant other.

“True.”

“I—” Talia’s voice cracks as she lays her head on my shoulders, hiding her face from me. I can hear her brain spinning.

“You can ask,” I tell her. I doubt I have the answers to all her questions, but I’m pretty sure I have the answer to the most important one.

“Will we still see each other after this week ends?” she whispers, lobbing me a softball.

“Without a doubt, itty bitty. You can’t get rid of me so quickly.” If I could, I’d follow her around like a lost puppy.

Her head pops up, her eyes so full of hope. “Really?”

A chuckle slips past my lips. “Really.”

I dig my fingers into her sides, and she giggles. When she looks up and pins me with those steel-gray eyes, I swear she can see me to my bones.

“Even though…” She doesn’t need to finish that question for me to know she’s referring to her brother.

Pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear, I promise, “Even though.”

I should have run away from her the moment I learned who she was. But it was too late. She dug her claws into me. I kissed her, and I don’t plan on stopping.

Pressing my mouth to hers, I kiss her. It’s slow and wet. Fucking perfect. Just like her.

Her hands clutch my shirt as she moans and parts her lips for me to slide my tongue into her mouth. My blood rushes south, and my cock stands at attention as she meets me stroke for stroke, tangling her tongue with mine in a wicked dance.

Fuck, she tastes too good. Too sweet.

“Cam.” Talia groans my name softly into the night, and it’s like waving a red flag at a bull.

My hands grip her ass and pull her hips forward. I almost snap when the heat of her pussy slides along the ridges of my dick. Ripping my mouth away from hers, I break our kiss. I watch her chest heave as she pants, trying to catch her breath.

“You’re being naughty.”

She shakes her head, confused. “What?”

“You can’t start stealing third when we haven’t even made it to second.”

She throws her head back and laughs. “I thought baseball players were supposed to steal bases.”

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