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Adventures With Aaron - part 4

It's Tyler. Your heartbeat quickens as you stare down at your phone. You hesitate for a couple of seconds and as you do, you can hear cabinets opening and closing from down in the kitchen. You think of Aaron and how excited he is to cook for you, and you can't help but smile to yourself.

"Hello?"

"Hey, (Y/N)," Tyler says quietly."I wanted to call you because I need to talk about what happened earlier. I fucked up, and I'm sorry I acted like a complete ass. I was hoping that we could jump right back into what we had at the end of spring. It wasn't fair of me to expect that from you, and I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am. I - I owe Aaron an apology as well."

You sit in silence for a few seconds but it feels like an eternity.

"I appreciate that," you respond.

"I'd like to start over. I want to meet Aaron again if he can be convinced to not kick my ass. Maybe I can bring over some food and we can hang out with a couple of the other guys? I know that Austin hates me, and I'd like to work on that."

You smile to yourself and spin your hair around your index finger. "I think we can work something out, but not tonight. I have a date."

"I knew that was going to happen," Tyler says with a little laugh. "I'm happy for you. I know I acted like a jerk before, but I do think Aaron is a good guy for you. I really hope that you have a great night tonight."

"That means a lot, Tyler. I'll text you in a day or two and we can figure something out, okay?"

"Perfect. Take care, (Y/N)."

You end the call and feel a huge weight lifted off your shoulders. As big of an asshole as Tyler can be, he is endearing and has a good heart. You don't know how Aaron and Austin will feel about Tyler's apology, but you decide that tonight is not the night to talk about it. Tonight is your date with Aaron, and you are going to enjoy every second of it.

A little while later, you are back in bed reading your book waiting for dinner. There is a quiet knock on the door and Aaron peaks his head in.

"Hey, (Y/N)."

"Hi, handsome," you respond as you stand up.

"Oh my - you look absolutely beautiful. Come here, let me get a good look at you," Aaron says fully entering the room.

You walk towards him and fluff up the skirt of your dress. Aaron smiles and approaches you slowly. His hands find your hips and he pulls you against him. He presses his fingers into your skin and rubs his thumb over your hip bone. Aaron tilts his head and kisses you passionately on the lips.

"So I have to tell you something," he says seriously.

"What?" you reply concerned.

"I fucked up dinner," he whispers with a grimace.

You let out a loud laugh and pull him closer to you. You rub your head against his chest and hear his heartbeat through his gray t-shirt. You rest your chin on his chest and look up at him.

"Honestly, the best part is that you tried to cook for me. It's ridiculously sweet and means a lot."

"Yeah, yeah," Aaron says sarcastically. He pushes a piece of hair out of your face and kisses your forehead. "I'll call in the Chinese food."

*****

The guys have made themselves completely disappear so that your evening with Aaron can be special. You walk into the game room to find cartons of Chinese food spread out across the coffee table. The Netflix app is open on the TV, and Aaron shrugs his shoulders when he sees you.

"Not the most romantic thing ever, but it's all I've got going for me today," he says shaking his head.

You skip over towards him and pull his face down to yours for a kiss.

"It's absolutely perfect."

You sink into the couch and grab a fork and some food on a plate. Aaron puts on The Office, and you laugh together while you eat your dinner. When you finish eating, you are completely stuffed. Aaron leans his back against the couch, unbuttons his pants, and lifts his shirt up. You find yourself unable to look away, but Aaron doesn't seem to mind you enjoying the view. He motions for you to come closer to him and you rest your head in his lap. He switches between playing with your hair to rubbing your back, and you can't think of a better way to spend a night. Aaron rests his hand on your ass and lightly massages it without much thought. He casually tugs on the hem of your dress and reveals your bare thighs. If someone were to walk in the room right now, they would be able to see right up your dress. Your shoulders start to get stiff from being in the same position, and you begin to get restless. You move to sit up, and your hand brushes against Aaron's crotch. He lets out a quiet moan, so quiet that you almost miss it. When you look up at him, he laughs.

"I am so sorry. You were killing me with your head down there. That touch just fucked me up."

You roll your eyes jokingly, but you love how easily you can turn him on. You glance behind you just to make sure that you are alone, and you casually start to caress Aaron's thigh. Aaron takes a deep breath and presses his lips tightly together. You use your nails to trace shapes on Aaron's thighs slowly as you watch his eyes flutter close.

"Take your pants off," you murmur sweetly.

"Should we - should we go upstairs?" Aaron says a little out of breath.

You shake your head back and forth and grab at the waistband of his jeans. Aaron complies without much hesitation. His pants are bunched up on the ground in a matter of seconds. You slide down to the ground and sit on your knees with your feet tucked underneath you. You glance up at Aaron and flutter your lashes in a flirty way which gets a laugh from him. Aaron is obviously very excited, and you can see him his cock pushing against the seam of his briefs. He holds his hands out and motions for you to come closer. You stand up and straddle his lap making sure you dip down to rub against his crotch. He bites his lip and throws his head back moaning, "This is torture."

You put your weight on your knee that is still resting on the couch, and you use Aaron's shoulder to keep your balance. You slip your panties off and throw them on the ground next to his jeans. You bunch up your dress and lift it exposing your body all the way up to your abdomen.

"What are you doing? You said you needed a break," Aaron says with a look of concern.

You grab at his face and hesitate before you kiss him.

"Fuck that," you say letting your tongue travel deep into his mouth.

You can feel yourself getting wet and you rub against Aaron's crotch again; this time slowly and deliberately. Aaron grips your hips and presses his hands firmly into your skin. He picks you up and tosses you onto the couch next to him. He slips off his briefs and you find yourself mesmerized by his thick cock. It bobs up and down as he approaches you, and you reach forward to grip it in your hand. Aaron lashes out and pulls your hands towards him.

"I'm calling the shots this time, baby."

You can't help but smile loving this dominant side of Aaron. He holds your wrists together and lifts them above your head pushing you down on your back.

"Actually, I want you on your stomach," he says as he flips you over.

You prop yourself up on your forearms and arch your back. Aaron yanks your dress up and smacks your ass. You jump a little bit because you weren't expecting it, but it turns you on even more. Aaron pulls you by the hips towards him, and he grinds against you.

"You are such a tease," you exclaim.

Aaron spanks you again and whispers through his gritted teeth, "You want this?”

He rubs his cock against your opening. He almost enters you but pulls back once more. You push your ass back against him and grind down his length. Aaron presses a hand against your lower back which makes your back arch even more. He ushers you forward and strokes his cock with his right hand. He moves his hand from your back to your pussy and slips a finger in just to test how wet you are.

"Damn, baby," he groans.

He presses the head of his cock into your entrance and slowly enters you. You let out a moan and he stops completely, "Do you want me to stop?"

"No, no. It's good. Please keep going."

Aaron enters you fully and you tighten your walls around him.

"Holy shit!" he exclaims.

It's your favorite little trick, and this position always seems to make it work the best. Aaron starts pumping into you faster and faster, and you match his rhythm. Your bodies slam together in a passionate mess, and you grip the couch as hard as you can. Aaron reaches for your hair and tugs on it slightly, but when he hears your moans, he pulls harder. You are both panting and moving so quickly. Aaron leans over you and kisses your neck as he pulls on your hair bringing you closer to him. He starts to suck on your earlobe and you can feel yourself losing control. You wiggle out of his grip and lay flat against the couch. Aaron continues to pound you from behind and you can tell by his breathing that he is getting close. He grabs at your ass and completely loses himself in you. He collapses on top of you and starts to cover your back in kisses.

"You are so perfect," he whispers in your ear.

He keeps your dress pulled up and trails a line of kisses down your spine. You shiver slightly at his touch, and you can feel him smiling against your back.

"Rollover," he mumbles as he lifts his body off of yours.

You push your body up onto your elbows and rotate so that you are now on your back staring up at Aaron. You lean over the side of the couch and pick up your underwear off the floor. Aaron drops his head down and lets out a little laugh against your chest. You grab his chin and pull his face up so that he is staring into your eyes. Aaron kisses you lightly on your lips, but you want more. You pull his face towards yours and part his lips with your tongue. Aaron's hand immediately finds your breast and he starts to massage you through your dress. He grazes your nipple through the fabric and it hardens from his touch. You lift up and grind your hips against him as goosebumps cover your body. Aaron hikes your dress up even further, but the fabric is tight around your chest. He struggles to gain access to your bra, and his hands grasp for the zipper. You stop kissing him, and he immediately responds by removing his hands from your dress.

"You okay?" he asks.

"I'm great," you say with a smile. "I just don't want to get completely naked out here. I can hear the guys in the kitchen," you say. With perfect timing, you hear dishes being placed in the sink and Aaron laughs. "I almost forgot that we didn't have the house to ourselves."

You shift slightly so that you are sitting up underneath Aaron. He is still hovering over you, but he moves your dress back down to cover your thighs. With his arms on either side of you, Aaron nuzzles your neck. You can feel his tongue wandering over your skin and you bite your lip to stifle a moan. He opens his mouth wide against your neck and sucks on it lightly while using his tongue to dance around. He sucks hard enough to drive you crazy, but not hard enough to leave anything other than a slight red mark. His hand grabs at your breast and massages it as he continues to spread kisses all over your neck.

His right-hand trails down your body and makes its way under your dress. His hand is warm and comforting against you, and the last thing that is on your mind is someone walking in on you. Aaron keeps his hand over your underwear at first, lightly trailing his fingers up and down. You can feel his breathing pick up against your ear, and he starts swirling his finger in circles. He pulls your panties away from your body and presses his finger against your flesh. You let out a moan louder than you intend, but the warmth of his skin touching yours turns you on even more. Aaron stops kissing your neck and removes his hand. He hooks his arms underneath your thighs and pulls you down so that your body is completely horizontal on the couch. He reaches up and tugs your underwear down throwing it back on the floor. He pushes your dress back up and spreads kisses over your stomach. He sticks two fingers in your mouth and you suck on them. The look on his face is priceless, and he bites his lip while watching you. When he removes the fingers from your mouth, he replaces them with his tongue. You can't get enough of him, and the kiss is filled with passion. As he is kissing you, he lowers his hand to your opening and slowly slides his fingers in one at a time. You arch your back and moan against his open mouth.

Aaron repositions himself so that he is kneeling on the couch with his head between your legs. His fingers move up and down at a steady pace. You know that he loves to watch you, and once glance below the belt tells you that he is enjoying the show quite a bit. Aaron dips his head down and buries his face. You gasp at the warm feeling of his tongue against your clit and you grind against his face. Aaron grabs your hand and places it on the back of his head encouraging you to guide him, but he is doing just fine on his own. He starts to slow down a little bit and you moan, "Faster."

He starts to pump his fingers fast inside of you and hits your G-spot over and over again. You feel yourself getting close, but you can barely speak to let Aaron know. He picks up on your body language and goes back down to eat you out. He forms a suction on your clit with his tongue and brushes against your G-spot with his fingers sending you over the edge. Your hips buckle with pleasure and you let out a satisfied scream. Aaron continues at a steady pace allowing you to ride out the orgasm completely. He waits for you to finish, and he licks his fingers clean. He rubs your thigh as you calm down and he smiles innocently at you. You take a deep breath and start to sit up as Aaron hands you the underwear from the floor.

"Let's put some clothes on before one of the guys walk in," he says with a smirk.

You grab your underwear out of Aaron's hand and slide them up over your hips. You smooth your dress over your body and finger comb your hair. You watch as Aaron quickly puts his clothes back on shyly as if you guys didn't just have sex on the couch. He glances up at you watching him and the tops of his cheeks grow pink with embarrassment. Aaron starts to walk towards you and just as he reaches out to grab your hand, Austin comes stumbling in the room.

"I hate to interrupt date night, but Aaron should really be getting to bed soon," he says with a smile. His smile falters slightly as he looks at the two of you standing there looking guilty as hell. He glances between the two of you and cracks a huge smile.

"Did you guys just fuck?" he says knowingly.

You can feel your cheeks heat up matching Aaron's already guilty look. You raise your eyebrows towards Austin and shrug your shoulders. He lets out a loud laugh and raises his hand for a high five. You roll your eyes and walk past Austin leaving him hanging. He high fives his own hand which gives Aaron a good chuckle and also earns him his own high five. You head into the kitchen to find Giancarlo sitting at the table with Greg. A couple of beer bottles are scattered amongst the table. Greg rises from his seat and struts over to you - giving you a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He keeps his hands on your upper arms and gives you a once over.

"Happiness looks good on you, kid."

He kisses the top of your head and looks over your head. He smiles when Aaron walks in behind you and they hug. Aaron places a hand on your lower back casually as he slips into a conversation with Greg.

"Sorry if I interrupted you guys," you hear Austin say genuinely.

You turn around to find him staring at you, his eyes lingering on Aaron's hand. He gives you a small smile and tips his head towards Aaron.

"We have a day game tomorrow, so we really should head to bed soon."

“Yeah, yeah,” Aaron says.

******

You head upstairs to get ready for bed while Aaron finishes up talking with the guys downstairs. You glance at the clock and register that it's already 10:30, and Austin was right about needing to get some sleep. You pull the duvet down and place some of the decorative pillows on the chest under the window. You hear a light knock on the door and Aaron peeks his head in. You turn around and greet him with a smile as he slides in without opening the door fully.

He saunters over to you and wraps his arms around your waist pulling you in for a hug. His lips find your neck, but the kiss is delicate and sweet under your ear. Aaron pulls away from you and lifts his shirt over his head. You can’t help but stare at his perfectly sculpted muscles, and you find yourself dying to touch him again. He slips out of his jeans and fixes the waistband on his briefs. He bends down to fold his clothes and put them in his bag when you decide that it might be a good time to look away. You head over towards your dresser and unzip your dress. You toss it in the hamper and place your arms around your back to unhook your bra. You open up the top drawer to grab a tank top, and you jump at the feeling of Aaron's hands covering your breasts. You lean your head back and stare up at the huge grin on his face. He kisses your neck gently and massages your breasts as he leans down. He removes his hands, and you pull your tank top over your head. You hear Aaron walk away and you take this time to grab a pair of shorts from your dresser. You yank the shorts on and turn back towards Aaron. He is sitting on the bed looking down at his phone which he has plugged into the wall. You smile to yourself because Aaron has started to make himself at home. The night table has a bottle of water, a watch, and his phone charger draped across it. His bag sits neatly on the floor, and you realize that he will probably not be able to stay with you for long. A wave of sadness comes over you and you have to remind yourself that this is the reality of being with a professional athlete. Aaron turns around and smiles at you. The muscles in his back flex at his movement and all you want to do is run your fingers over his beautiful skin. He recognizes the sadness in your eyes and gives you a questioning look.

"What's on your mind, babe?"

You hesitate for a second to gather your thoughts. "I really wanna make this work."

Aaron pats the bed next to him and you make your way towards him.

"Plenty of people make situations like this work. I'll be here when I can, and when I'm away, we'll still talk as much as possible. We’ll see how things go after a little while, and then take it from there."

"I just know how hard it’s going to be, and everything is so new. I don’t know."

Aaron loops his arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer to him. He kisses the top of your head and runs his hand up and down your arm.

"Look, most of the guys have wives or serious girlfriends, and they have figured out how to do it. I am taking this relationship very seriously because I think it’s something special. I am going to be texting you and calling you non-stop, and if we are able to be together, I am going to be smothering you in kisses."

He kisses you on the head again and looks down at you. You stare up at his face and gently kiss his lips. Aaron pulls back and smiles.

"We should probably listen to Austin and try to get some sleep," he says.

You make your way over to your side of the bed and slide your legs under the covers. Aaron stands up and does a couple of quick stretches before bed - rotating his aggravated shoulder. He joins you in bed and rubs his legs against yours.

“Fuck,” you mutter.

“What’s wrong?” he says leaning over your shoulder.

“I keep forgetting to talk to G.”

"I wouldn't worry about it. I'm sure he is okay," Aaron says quietly.

You can hear the sleepiness in his voice, and you decide to drop the subject. You'll talk to Giancarlo tomorrow if you can catch him before they leave for the game. You turn on your side and face away from Aaron. He rolls over so that he can spoon your body, and he rests his hand on your abdomen. You fit perfectly against his torso, and you slowly slip into a restful sleep.

****

You wake up to the sound of rustling. You rise up onto your elbows and look over to find Aaron searching through his bag.

"Damn, I'm sorry baby girl. I didn't mean to wake you," he says sounding disappointed.

"It's okay. I wanted to see you before you left for today."

Aaron smirks and walks over to the bed. "I couldn't leave without a good luck kiss," he says as he sits down.

He reaches over and gives you a bear hug, pressing his face into your neck. You can't help but let out a giggle when his stubble tickles you. You pull back and give Aaron a hard kiss on the lips.

"Good luck!"

Aaron kisses you on both cheeks and stands up.

"I'll be by later, okay?"

You nod your head and watch Aaron as he slings his bag over his shoulders and walks out of the bedroom. You drop your head back down on the pillow and stare up at the ceiling, You grab your phone from the nightstand closest to you and start scrolling through different social media platforms. You catch up on your Instagram feed, and just when you go to open up Twitter, you get a text from Aaron.

"On the way to the stadium with Austin. Hope you have an amazing day! I can't wait to see you later xoxo."

A smile spreads across your cheeks and you get a warm feeling deep in your belly. Aaron is ridiculously sweet which is something you have always assumed just based on how he is portrayed in the media. You check the time and realize that it is about time that you get up and start to get ready for the day. You have a light work week, but that doesn't mean there isn't stuff you should be doing from home. Just as you sit up, you hear a knock at your bedroom door.

You slide out from under the covers and head towards the door. You open the door to find Giancarlo standing there waiting for you with his hand raised. You smile when you realize it's him, and you open the door all the way inviting him in.

"I’ve been meaning to talk to you," you say motioning for him to enter your room.

"I'm not sure if I will be coming by tonight, and I knew I needed to talk to you," he mumbles.

You stare at him waiting for him to start the conversation, and you can feel the tension radiating off of him. You notice his eyes lingering on your body, and you quickly remember that you are not wearing much of anything. You cross your arms over your chest and sit down on the bed. Giancarlo stands in front of you. He looks awkward and self-conscious as he stares down at the floor. He is wearing a hoodie that is too big for him with the hood pulled up slightly.

"Wanna tell me what's on your mind?" you ask.

"I - um, I just wanted to, uh..." he stumbles over his words.

You point to the empty spot on the bed next to you, and he sits down. He pulls on the strings of his hoodie and rubs his hands up and down his thighs.

“So, I’m assuming that this has something to do with Aaron?” you ask.

"Yeah, I mean, uh, I just, I really wanted to see if we could make something work, and I thought that after that one time we could keep going."

You wait for him to continue, but he keeps rubbing his thighs and avoiding eye contact with you.

"G, look at me."

He stares up at you and gives you a sad smile.

“We’ve had this conversation a million times. I care about you so much, and I can’t even put into words how much I value your friendship, but we need to be completely transparent with each other, and I don’t want more than this.”

He nods his head and looks back down. “I’m sorry I make you say this so often,” he chuckles. “I just really like you, and I want more, but I know that I have to respect what you want too. I’m sorry for being so annoying.”

“Don’t be sorry. I definitely have given you some mixed messages, and I am really sorry about that. I didn’t take your feelings into consideration, and I just was looking to have a good time. It was really shitty of me to do that to you,” you say.

“I mean we did have a lot of fun. Especially this last time,” Giancarlo laughs.

“We are going to get you some hot, down to earth girl, and you will forget I ever existed,” you say bumping your shoulder into his.

He laughs loudly and glances back over at you. “So are you and Aaron a thing?”

“No, definitely not yet, but I do really like him.”

Giancarlo shakes his head and turns towards you.

“Am I allowed to give you a hug?”

“Oh my God, of course. I don’t want you tiptoeing around me. Come here.”

You turn to face each other, and he wraps you in an embrace. You rest your chin on his shoulder and turn your head to give him a quick peck on the check.

“I guess I should get going and catch up with the guys. Thanks for talking to me, Y/N.”

“Good luck today,” you say rubbing his back.

Giancarlo gives you a small wave as he walks out of your bedroom and trots down the stairs. You recline back on the bed and rub your eyes. These past few days have been the strangest few days of your life, and you're still not quite sure what to make of it. G has been one of your closest friends for a while now, and you can't stand the idea of losing him. On the other hand, your relationship with Aaron is so new and exciting. You don't know where it will lead, but it has potential, and you deserve that hopeful feeling in your belly.

The garage door vibrates the floor, and Giancarlo’s departure gives you enough motivation to get out of bed. You head down to the kitchen to fix yourself some breakfast and clean up a bit from the night before. A lot has happened in the past three days. You have started hooking up with one of the hottest baseball players, and your close friend has caught the jealousy bug.

You scramble up a couple of eggs and make a few pieces of toast. While the eggs cook, you wipe down the counter and throw out some beer bottles from the previous night. You brew a cup of coffee and make your way over to the breakfast bar. Your laptop remains open from the last time you used it, and you log in to your email while your breakfast cools. You quickly get sucked into a work email and forget about the decisions that loom ahead.

Lunchtime comes and goes as you work away catching up on emails. You go to grab your phone and realize that you must have left it upstairs in the bedroom. You run your hand through your hair and let out a huge yawn, and you think that another cup of coffee sounds like a great idea. The clock in the corner of the computer screen reads 12:57, and you remember that the guys are playing at 1:00 today.

You skip up the stairs to grab your phone to find a few texts from Aaron. You unlock your phone and read them with a smile on your face.

"Don't tell anyone, but I would rather be home in bed with you right now," the first one reads.

Two minutes later Aaron writes, "I'm sure it's obvious from my previous text, but I miss you."

The final text simply says, "Putting my phone away now. Hope you get to watch the game." He finishes the text off with a heart-eye emoji, and you find yourself grinning at your phone.

You respond with, "Sorry I just saw these! I left my phone upstairs while I got some work done. About to curl up on the couch and watch the game. Miss you too!" You contemplate adding a heart emoji but decide on the kissy face emoji instead. Not as much pressure. You slip your phone into your bra and race back down the stairs to make a cup of coffee before the game starts.

Things aren't going well. It's the bottom of the 7th inning with Aaron up at-bat. He is 0 for 3 with three strikeouts, and his frustration is evident. He is quickly down in the count, and you can see Aaron exchanging words with the umpire. He is shaking his head back and forth obviously disagreeing with the inconsistent strike zone the ump has had all game. The next pitch sails up and in and hits Aaron in the shoulder. You can hear him scream in pain or anger, and before you realize what is happening you are standing up carefully watching the television. Aaron exchanges some more words with the umpire and even makes some comments towards the pitcher. You have never seen Aaron this upset during a game, and you can't help but feel terrible about the situation. You sit back down on the couch as he takes first base still visibly shaken up.

The game comes to an end with the Yankees losing 5-0. They left plenty of players on base, and the game lasted a painful 4.5 hours. Aaron went 0 for 4 with three strikeouts and a hit by pitch. The reporters attempt to interview him after the game, but Aaron appears standoffish and irritated. He keeps his answers short and to the point, putting a lot of blame on himself and his shortcomings. You turn the TV off not wanting to hear the announcers talk about Aaron's poor performance anymore. Just then your phone starts to vibrate. You look down at an incoming text from Aaron that just says, "On my way over." That's it. No kissy face, no smiley face, nothing. You try to prepare yourself for the bad mood that Aaron is going to be in. You think about how he screamed in pain when his shoulder was hit, and the look of complete frustration in his post-game interview. You know that he will continue to beat himself up, and you hope to put a stop to that. The short amount of time that you've known Aaron doesn't really help you out there, but you will think of something. You glance at your phone and see that it is 5:36. Aaron should be here a little after 6:00, so you have plenty of time to take a shower and do some thinking.

You take a quick shower and dress in yoga pants and a tank top - probably your favorite casual outfit. You start up a load of laundry and vacuum the hallway leading to the garage door. Just as you turn off the vacuum, you hear the garage door opening. Aaron is probably with one of the other guys, and you are silently hoping it isn't Giancarlo. The drama with him the past few days has really taken away your attention from Aaron. The door opens and in walks Austin. You let out a sigh of relief and offer to help him with his bags. He refuses to let you help, but he leans down to give you a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm headed out again to run some errands. I think you two need some alone time," he says raising his eyebrows up and down. Leave it to Austin to make you laugh when you need it the most.

You peek out into the garage, and you can see Aaron struggling with his bags. You hop down the three steps and rush over to his side.

"Hey, handsome," you say with a smile as you touch his forearm lightly. He gives you a smile, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes.

"Hey, baby," he says leaning down to give you a kiss. He slips his backpack onto his shoulder and winces. You reach for the bag, but he moves out of the way.

"I got it," he says under his breath.

"Can you please let me help you?" you say holding out your hands. You know that you look absolutely ridiculous, but you would do just about anything right now to see him smile. You turn around and hold your arms out indicating that you want him to put the bag on your back. You hear him chuckle, and you feel a hand on your bottom.

"I like these pants a lot," he mutters close to your ear. Your shoulder instinctively goes up towards your ear, and you giggle.

"Come on," you say encouraging him to give you the bag.

"Fine," he says slipping the backpack onto your shoulders.

You turn around to face him, "How do I look?"

Aaron laughs again. The bag feels huge on your body. You wouldn't really classify yourself as a petite girl, but this bag usually looks big on Aaron, so you can only imagine what you look like standing there. Aaron leans in for another kiss, but this time it is harder and has more passion behind it.

"Thanks, babe."

You turn around to see him pick up the remaining duffle bag and shut the car door. You start walking towards the door inside when Austin emerges from inside.

"I'm going to run out to do some shopping, and then I'm going out to dinner tonight with a friend. I think the guys were going to stay put at the hotel tonight, so it looks like you guys have the house to yourself for quite some time," he says winking at Aaron.

"Bye, Austin," you yell as you push him towards the car.

You follow Aaron inside and upstairs to your bedroom. You drop the backpack onto your bed, and he tosses the duffle bag to the floor. He turns around to look at you, and the pain on his face is obvious. He looks completely heartbroken, and you feel helpless standing there. You close the gap and wrap your body around his. You rest your head on his chest and breathe him in.

"I'm sorry you had a shitty day," you mumble pressed against him.

He stays quiet for a moment and then says, "It happens, but it helps to know that I can come home to you. It's going to suck so much when I have to go on the road."

"Let's not talk about that now. Let's stay in the moment and enjoy each other, okay?"

Aaron remains quiet, but his hands roam your back. He reaches down and cups your ass with his giant hand, giving you a quick massage.

You glance up at him, "So tell me the truth. How is your shoulder?"

"It's okay. I have to talk to the trainers tomorrow and see how I feel after resting tonight."

"Okay!" you say enthusiastically. "That's not terrible news."

"Yeah, I just gotta take it easy which sucks because I had some fun plans for tonight," he says pushing your hair behind your ear.

"None of that," you say; your voice cracking.

Aaron leans down and plants a kiss on your neck. You feel his tongue exploring your skin and you get chills all over your body.

"Okay, maybe a little of that," you say quietly.

Aaron's mouth opens wider, and he lightly sucks on your neck. You roll your head to the side giving him easy access. You plant your hand on his lower abdomen underneath his shirt and slowly slide your fingers across the waistband of his pants. Both of his hands roam down to your ass, and he grips it aggressively.

"I love that I can do this to you," he moans near your ear. He starts to tug your pants down, and you help him out by shimmying out of them even further. You kick your yoga pants to the side and unbutton his pants. He interrupts you by sliding his hand down your panties searching for your warmth. You gasp at his touch, and he continues to kiss your neck. You reach towards his pants again, but he moves your hand away.

"I want to take care of you," he mutters. His tongue flutters all over your neck driving you wild. He stops abruptly and kneels down in front of you to pull down your panties.

"I'm never going to get sick of this view," he says looking up at you with a smile on his face.

You place your hand under his chin and rub his face. "Are you sure you can do this with your shoulder?" He nods up and down enthusiastically.

"I was thinking about this all day. Nothing is going to get in my way now."

There is no way you are going to complain about the excitement that Aaron is showing. He gets up and starts to guide you to the bed You follow his directions, and sit down on the bed. Aaron removes your panties from around your feet. He pushes your upper body back, encouraging you to relax. You love knowing that you guys have the house to yourself, and you can be as loud as you want. Aaron's fingers roam all over your thighs. Up and down, in and out, fast and slow. He continues to tease you, getting close to your center and then stopping. He removes his hands altogether and stands up.

"Where is your vibrator?"

"What vibrator?" you question.

"Come on, I know you have one. I wanna play," he says seductively.

"The second drawer in the back," you moan pointing to your dresser.

Aaron pulls the pink vibrator out from the back of your dresser drawer. He turns it on to the highest setting and wiggles his eyebrows up and down.

"You should take some of your clothes off," you say suggestively.

Aaron tosses the vibrator on the bed next to you and slips his shirt over his head. His jeans were already unbuttoned from earlier, so he unzips them and slides them down over his hips. He keeps his briefs on, black and gray striped, and they hug him in all the right places. You scoot back further on the bed so that your head is resting on the pillows. Aaron climbs up the end of the bed and straddles your body. He kisses you hard on the mouth, and then he trails delicate kisses down your neck towards your chest. You immediately miss his mouth and pull his face back up to yours. You slide your tongue in his mouth and lower your hand to his bulge. Aaron pulls your hand away from him and lifts your fingers to his mouth. He covers your fingers with kisses and pins your hand back down to the mattress.

"Let me please you. Don't worry about me, okay?" he says centimeters away from your mouth. You lean forward to kiss him, and his kiss pushes you back into the pillow. His tongue is warm and welcoming, and you long for more. Just as the kiss gets more passionate, Aaron leans back on his knees. He grabs the vibrator and moves it over your breasts. You can feel the sensation against your nipples through your shirt as the vibrations intensify. You arch your back and moan loudly. When you open your eyes, you can see Aaron grinning obviously enjoying himself. He pulls your shirt up towards your armpits and yanks your bra down. His mouth covers one nipple while his hand caresses your other breast. He teases your nipple with his tongue; swirling, sucking, and doing everything right.

"Fuck, Aaron," you whine. You pull your hand out from underneath his and run it through his hair. Your fingers twirl around his curls as you continue to moan. You can feel his teeth brush against your nipple and a chill runs through your body. Aaron moves his way back down your body. His tongue trails designs all over your stomach, and he stops to leave kisses occasionally. He makes his way to your center, and he pulls your lips apart. He flicks your clit with his tongue gently, and then slowly starts to suck. Your mouth opens wide and you stare at the ceiling while you arch your back even further. He brings the vibrator to your clit and replaces his warm tongue with the cool silicone. You gasp at the touch and before you can even moan his name, he slips his finger inside you. He starts out with one finger, slowly pulsing in and out of you. He holds the vibrator steady against your clit, moving it in small circles in a clockwise fashion. He adds in a second finger and turns his wrist so that his hand is facing the ceiling. His fingers curve slightly and massage your G-spot. In and out, in and out. You grind your hips against his hand, and the slight movement of the vibrator drives you wild. He adds in a third finger which stretches you out just enough to make you scream his name. He ignores your moans of pleasure and pumps his hand even faster - the vibrator humming on your clit. You raise your hips and it happens. You cum faster and harder than you ever have before. Your body shakes as he continues to hold the vibrator to your clit. He slowly removes his fingers and eventually pulls the vibrator away. He kisses your clit and gives it a gentle suck. You shudder at the feeling and cover your face with your hands.

"That was amazing," you state out of breath. You look down at Aaron and his cheeks are pink. He looks equally turned on and glancing at the bulge in his briefs he could use some special attention. You roll over onto your side and just take a moment to slow your breathing. Aaron caresses your ass and slowly moves his hands up and down your thighs.

"Can I please you now?" you ask sweetly.

"I don't know if I could even say no if I tried," he says smiling. You grab his hand and pull him up towards you on the bed. You push his chest down so that he is flat on the bed, and you straddle him. Aaron smiles up at you, and his hands roam to your hips. His thumbs press into you gently, moving in small circles.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure of knowing," he says quite bashfully. You glance down at your knees which are surrounding Aaron's body.

"You're just saying that because I'm on top of you, and I could crush you at any moment," you say dramatically. Aaron moves his hands up to your waist and flips you over onto your back. He kisses his way up your torso and cradles your face in his hand.

"Yup, still the most beautiful woman," he says confidently. He keeps his hand on your face and gives you a kiss. The kiss is tender and full of passion. You open your eyes and find Aaron grinning down at you. You can feel his cock rubbing up against you, and you know he is struggling to keep himself under control.

"I thought it was my turn to be in control, but somehow you ended up on top of me again," you say sweetly. Aaron leans down and kisses you again. He flips over onto his back so that he is positioned next to you.

"I suppose you can take advantage of me now," he says glancing over at you.

You swing your leg back over him and hover over his body. You lean down to kiss him, and your hand slides down his chest and stomach. His abs are prominent even when he isn't trying, and you could spend all day rubbing your hands all over his body. Aaron's tongue pushes against yours and your moan is muffled by his mouth.

"I just can't get enough of you, baby girl," he says when he pulls away.

"I feel like you are really inflating my ego tonight, and I can't say I hate it."

"I am so happy I met you. I have loved every minute of getting to know you," Aaron says caressing your face.

You reach your hand up and grip his. You pull his fingers towards your mouth and kiss them. "I adore you." You didn't realize it before the words were out of your mouth, but you truly do adore him. The main feeling that has been prominent these past few days is lust, but there was something else there, something deeper. Aaron opens his mouth to respond, but he quickly shuts it and looks at you quizzically.

"I should probably stop before I go too far, but I adore you too," he says pulling you closer to his chest. Your lips find his, and you cannot remember a time that you were this content with your life. You sit back on your heels and tug on the waistband of his briefs.

"Shall we?" you say suggestively.

Aaron throws his head back with a dramatic moan. He grinds his hips against you, and his eyes wander down your body. You pull your leg over to the other side of his body and slowly maneuver his briefs down his body. They catch on the head of his cock, and Aaron bites his lower lip. You've thought it a million times since you first laid eyes on him, but you were pretty sure you'd never get used to seeing Aaron naked. His cock stands straight in the air with a slight curve to it - the perfect amount to reach all the right places. You toss his briefs onto the ground and slowly bring your fingers up his thighs. The light touch gives Aaron a chill, and his eyes remain closed. You swirl your fingers in circles on his thighs grazing up and down and in and out. The closer you get to his center, the more he moves - almost as if he has no control over the motions of his body.

You lower your head down and place the head of his cock onto your tongue. You wrap your lips around him and make your way down as far as you can.

"Fuck," he moans. His hands running through your hair.

You position your tongue so that is flat against the underside of his cock, you grab his hips and force your way down as far as you can go. You start to gag which makes Aaron moan even louder, so you continue to bob your head with him in the back of your throat. You can feel your eyes watering, and this is turning a whole lot sloppier than you originally anticipated. Aaron grips the back of your head and pushes you down even further. You are actually quite impressed with your ability to continue for this long, and by the sound of it, so is Aaron. You repeat the same pattern for a solid five minutes, and then you pull back completely. You are both panting and trying to catch your breath. Aaron's hands roam all over your body, and you are finding yourself ridiculously turned on again. You lean over the nightstand and pull out a condom. You rip open the package with your teeth and roll the latex down his shaft. You hover over Aaron. You love looking down at him - seeing him this turned on by you. You place your hand on him and gently slide his cock inside of you. Aaron's mouth opens and he gapes at the ceiling. You put your hands on his shoulders and slowly start to grind your hips against him. Aaron pulls you down closer to him, and he holds your body against his. His hands grip your ass and hold you in place while his hips gyrate quickly against you. You moan against his neck, and his soft skin feels warm against your lips.

"I can't last much longer," he pants.

You meet his mouth with yours and press hard against him. You feel Aaron's body tense and then with a loud moan, his release. You sit back slightly with him still inside you, and you kiss his chest. He is sweating and out of breath, and this intimate moment will be one you remember for a long time. You gently pull Aaron out of you, and his eyes remain closed. You slide down the bed and rest your head on his chest. He wraps his arm around you and kisses you on the forehead.

"That was amazing," he says. His fingers dance across your back lightly. You stretch your shoulders and snuggle in closer to him. You spread kisses across his chest and rest your hand on his abdomen.

"I'm happy we finally had the house to ourselves," he mumbles into your hair.

"You make me so happy," you say shyly.

"Are you kidding me? I feel like I'm on top of the world right now; like I can do anything with you at my side," he says pressing a kiss against your temple. You have never felt this content with any man in your life. Your heart is so full.

*****

A few weeks go by and the two of you decide to make your relationship official. There will be no updating your relationship status on Facebook, or any public post on social media, but you don’t care in the slightest. After a short road trip to Toronto, Aaron came home to you and asked the question that had been on your mind since you first met him. He told you that he couldn’t imagine not being with you, and he wanted to make sure you knew how much you meant to him. He asked if you wanted to commit to a relationship with him, and before the words were even out of his mouth you were wrapped in his arms kissing him.

A few more months into your relationship with Aaron have gone by, and things are going better than you ever could have imagined. Aaron is an amazing boyfriend. He is attentive, sweet, loving, amazing in bed, and just overall a great friend to have around. Things at work have really started to pick up, and you have been super busy all around the clock trying to get done as much as possible. Unfortunately, this means that your time with Aaron has really started to suffer. It doesn't help that he obviously has to travel regularly, has weird "hours", and is one of the most sought-after baseball players in the majors. With all that being said, you still make it work. Not a day has gone by without a phone call, and when your schedules allow for it, you better believe he is in bed with you before you close your eyes at night.

You receive a phone call from Aaron one Sunday evening in late August following a blow out win against the Rangers.

"Hey, beautiful. I'm about to board the plane in a few minutes. I should be home by 9:00 or so."

"I can't wait to see you! I miss you so much."

"I miss you more," he says smiling.

"Not a chance," you reply. "I am so happy that we finally both have a day off tomorrow."

"I know. I can't wait to kiss you. Austin is giving me a dirty look as we speak."

You laugh, "Give Austin a hug for me." You hear a bunch of noise in the background and you hear Aaron saying your name to someone. "Babe, I'll let you go. I'll see you in a little bit, okay?"

"Yeah, sorry things are loud on my end. I'll see you soon sweetheart!"

You end the call with Aaron and toss your phone onto your bed. You settle down with your laptop and prop yourself up with some pillows. It's time to get done all of the work that you should be doing tomorrow but will definitely be neglecting. All you care about is spending time with Aaron.

The clock hits 9:04, and you hear the garage door opening. You jump up out of bed, straighten the duvet, and fluff the pillows. You head downstairs to greet Aaron and the rest of the guys. Things may have gotten more serious with Aaron, but you still regularly had a house full of other guys. You love having all your friends around on a regular basis.

The inside door opens and Aaron rounds the corner. His hand is behind his back, and he looks awfully suspicious. It takes you a second to realize that he is hiding a bouquet of flowers, and you break into a grin. Aaron's face remains serious as he approaches you. You notice that he is alone, and you don't hear any sounds coming from the garage. Aaron pulls out the flowers from behind his back and holds them in front of his body.

"(Y/N), I can't go on much longer without saying this, so here goes nothing," Aaron says looking down bashfully.

"I knew from the second we met that you were going to be an important person in my life, but this has easily been the best three months of my life. I can't even put into words how much you mean to me. (Y/N), I am madly in love with you," he finishes by pushing the flowers out towards you and smiling in the most charming way.

You raise a hand towards your mouth and you realize that a couple of tears have escaped your eyes. You reach for the flowers and accept them; staring at the beautiful arrangement that Aaron picked out for you. You glance back up at Aaron and notice that he has a slightly concerned look on his face. You smile at him and gently place the flowers down on the couch next to you.

You reach forward and grab both of his hands. "Aaron, I have known for quite a while that I love you, but I was so scared that you didn't feel the same way. I can't tell you how many times I have almost said it to you without even noticing what I'm saying." Aaron gives your hands a little squeeze.

"I don't know what the future has in store for me, but I know that I want it to be with you. I love you so much."

Aaron bridges the gap and cradles your face. His kiss is deep and passionate and full of love.

Your hands run down Aaron's chest and stop at the waistband of his pants. Aaron breaks away from you and smiles down at you.

"I feel so much better now. I was nervous all day going back and forth trying to figure out how to tell you," Aaron says smiling ear to ear. He leans in for a kiss again, but this one is just a small peck on the lips. He trails kisses further down your neck and to your earlobe. You giggle and shrug away from him. Aaron reaches for your hand and pulls you towards the couch. He sits down and gathers you in his lap. He wraps his arms around your body and squeezes tight.

"Aaron!" you exclaim laughing.

"Okay, okay I'll stop," he says loosening his grip.

You wrap your arms around his neck and place your chin on his shoulder. You kiss his neck right below his ear where you know it drives him wild. You hear his breath hitch in his throat, and you can't help but laugh.

"I love you so much," you mutter into his ear.

Just as Aaron pulls back from you, you hear the garage door opening.

"Looks like we have some company," you say with a smile.

Aaron frowns. "I told them to wait a little bit before coming over."

"It's all good. We can hide from them. Do you want to go swimming maybe?"

"Seeing you in a bikini? Yes please," he says as he jokingly buries his face in your chest.

Just then Austin rounds the corner carrying a backpack. "Oh gross, what did I walk in on?" he says dramatically.

You push Aaron back against the couch and hop off his lap. Austin strolls over and kisses you on the cheek.

"Those are nice," he says pointing at the flowers. "What are you two celebrating today?"

"Aaron is just the best and decided to surprise me with flowers."

You hear Giancarlo shout, "Awww, for me?!" loudly as he enters the room.

You stick your tongue out at the two of them and reach for Aaron's hand. You pull him up and towards the stairs that lead to your bedroom. You hear one of the guys behind you wolf whistle, and Aaron starts laughing. You round the corner, and his other hand reaches for your waist and pulls you backward. You turn around to face him and his lips meet yours greedily. His kiss is aggressive and full of passion as he pushes you up against the wall. The hallway is empty, but you know that the other guys are right around the corner. Your hands are still clasped together, so you move towards the stairs again and pull him along with you. This time he is less resistant and actually follows you up the stairs. When you get to the top step, Aaron places his hand on your lower back guiding you towards the bedroom. You reach the door and slip inside with Aaron right behind you. Aaron quickly closes the door and before you realize what has happened you are wrapped up in his arms. He is pulling his shirt over his head and pushing you back towards the bed at the same time. He spreads kisses down your neck and his hands roam your body sending shivers down your spine. The back of your legs reach the bed and you quickly sit down. Aaron towers over you with his perfectly sculpted chest and abs. You run your hands over his body and he smiles down at you. He pushes you onto your back and straddles your hips still gazing down at you.

"I love every inch of you," he grunts as he spreads your legs with his hand roughly. "And I'm going to devour every last bit of you," he says as his stubble tickles your neck.

You can tell how ready to go he is just based on the pressure you feel on your thigh. You try to sit up to reach for the waistband of his pants, but he holds you down on the bed.

"Not yet, love," he says with a smirk.

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Christian Yelich Imagine - part3

He pulls you back down towards the couch, and before you realize it you are wrapped up in Christian’s lap. His hands are on your hips, and you are straddling his legs with your hands on his shoulders. He looks up at you and smiles.

“You know, you’re really pretty,” he says sheepishly.

You laugh and drop your head down to his shoulder. His hands travel up to your lower back, and he starts to rub his hands back and forth. He pulls you closer to his body and you wrap your arms around his neck. You lean your torso away from him slightly so that you can look back at his face.

“Today has been great,” you say smiling.

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.”

His hands lower back down to your hips, and you can tell that he hesitates, but his hands land on your ass. You sink further down in his lap so that your faces are closer together. Christian reaches his right hand up and cups your face. You look into each other’s eyes for a few seconds, and before you realize it, your lips are crashing together. You part your lips slightly and feel the warmth of Christian’s tongue invading your mouth. You tangle your fingers in his hair and lose yourself in his soft curls. Christian breaks away from kissing you and tosses you onto your back. He pushes your legs apart and crawls on top of you as he bites his lip. You reach out and grab the neckline of his shirt and start to pull him towards you. Christian grins and places his hand on the side of your head when you hear the garage door open. You throw your head back and let out a loud groan. Christian drops his head to his chest and shakes his head back and forth.

“I’m pretty sure they have the worst timing.”

Christian leans back on his knees and looks down. You follow his gaze, and it is pretty clear that he was enjoying himself quite a bit. Christian adjusts his pants and sighs deeply. He stands up from the couch and starts to walk to the bathroom, but he stops briefly before he goes. He leans over and gives you a quick peck on the cheek.

“You’re not off the hook just yet,” he says with a wink.

You groan again and rub your hands over your face. The garage door that leads into the house opens, and you can hear Aaron and Giancarlo talking. Aaron comes around the corner first and he sees you by yourself. He stops abruptly and looks around the room for Christian.

“Did he leave?” he says.

“He’s in the bathroom,” you mumble.

A huge grin spreads across his face. “Your face looks pretty flushed. What were you two up to?” he says barely able to control his laughter.

Giancarlo enters the room and glances between you and Aaron. He has a huge smirk on his face as well and he claps Aaron on the back.

“Looks like we were right about them getting along,” he says laughing.

“Honestly, you guys are the absolute worst,” you groan.

Christian comes out of the bathroom and Giancarlo and Aaron start to slow clap. Christian’s face is bright red, but you can tell he is trying to hide a grin. He comes over to the couch and lightly pushes on your legs making room for himself next to you.

“How was your workout?” he says trying to change the subject.

“Not bad,” Giancarlo grunts as he stretches his arms above his head. “What about you guys? How was your workout?”

You cover your face with your hands and try not to laugh. Before you know it, Christian breaks and all of you start laughing together. Christian leans against your legs, and you feel that warm sensation in your belly again.

“We just wanted to stop by to see if Christian was ready to head out,” Aaron says.

Christian straightens up next to you and glances over your way. “Uh yeah, why don’t you guys head out to the car and I’ll meet you outside.”

Aaron nods his head, and you can see G elbow him in the side. You get up off of the couch and approach Aaron. You wrap your arms around his waist, and he gives you a kiss on the top of your head. You move to Giancarlo and give him a quick hug goodbye. The guys walk out back through the garage, and you turn to face Christian. He is standing right in front of you, and he mumbles a quiet, “Hey.”

He gives you a questioning look, and then he pulls his phone out of his pocket. “I just realized that I have no way to get in contact with you on my own. Can I have your number?” You smile and rattle off your number to him. The confident Christian from earlier is gone, and he is back to being shy and red-faced. You close the gap between the two of you and give him a long hug. He rests his chin on your head and you stand there for a solid minute. When you pull apart Christian says, “I’m bummed we have to end this short, but I’m looking forward to seeing you again.” He leans in and gives you a quick kiss on the lips.

A few weeks go by with heavy contact with Christian. While he is away, the two of you text incessantly. After good games, you send him texts of encouragement, and after bad games, you console him. During the in-between, you talk about everything under the sun, and sometimes late at night, your texts turn a little graphic - especially with his recent ESPN photoshoot surfacing. Essentially, you are dying to meet up with him again. Your connection feels genuine and intense, and you are really enjoying getting to know Christian. September has decided to show itself, and you are enjoying the crisp, cool weather, and you long to have Christian with you on those beautiful nights. But Christian is busy playing his heart out. The Brewers haven’t secured a spot in the playoffs, and they are fighting hard to try and make it.

September 10th starts out like any other day. You text Christian on and off throughout the day leading up to the game. You have a work meeting that is going to take up the majority of your evening, so you send him your well wishes for the game and get to work. The meeting runs pretty late, and your supervisor wants to take the staff out for dinner. You would much rather order takeout and sit home watching the game, but you know when you need to suck it up and be professional. The dinner goes surprisingly well, and you appreciate the time to make some connections with your co-workers.

You are walking to your car when you finally have the time to check your phone. You don’t expect to see anything from Christian, but you do intend to check the score and see how his night is shaping up. The screen lights up and you see a text, missed call, and voicemail from Christian. The messages came in while the game should have been in progress, and your heart rate speeds up a bit. You convince yourself that there is a rain delay as you open the text. The text reads, “Hey, can you call me when you have a minute?” You unlock your car door and sit down heavily. You pull up the voicemail and hear Christian’s voice wavering a bit, “Hey (Y/N), please call me when you can. It’s kind of important. I, uh, I just need to talk to you.” Your heart rate is through the roof at this point, but you press the call button and wait to hear Christian pick up.

“Hello?”

“Hey, is everything okay?” you reply.

“Um, not really. Have you seen anything from the game?”

“No, I just got to my car and I saw your text and heard your voicemail. Christian, what happened?”

“I’m in the hospital. I fouled a ball off my knee, and I can’t really walk or move it. They ran some tests, and I’m done. I’m out for the season.”

Your heart sinks and your press your hand to your face.

“Fuck, Christian I am so sorry. Is there anything I can do?”

“So that’s part of why I wanted to talk to you. I, uh, I know this is asking a lot, but I was wondering if you would want to come stay with me? The doctor is telling me that I’m going to have a hard time recovering while living on my own, and he asked if there was anyone that would be willing to help me, and you were the first person I thought of.”

“Oh, wow, um,” you stutter.

“I know you have your commitments, and I don’t want to mess anything up for you, but I just wanted to ask,” he says, and you notice a hint of defeat in his voice.

“I really want to be there for you, especially now. I don’t see it being an issue, but I just have to check with work before I agree. I’ve worked from home in the past, and I can just skype into meetings. I think I can make this work,” you say becoming more enthusiastic as you continue to speak.

“Are you serious?” Christian exclaims. “We’ve been talking so much, and I am dying to see you again. I’m so fucking bummed about my season-ending like this, but knowing that you are even willing to stay with me for a little bit is helping my mood out quite a bit,” he says with a chuckle.

“Let me go, and I will see if my supervisor is around to talk.”

“I’ll pay for everything. Like, not in a weird way, but I will pay for your plane ticket of course, and all the expenses while you’re out here.”

“No way, I don’t wanna impose on you like that,” you say pacing your apartment.

“Are you serious? I’m asking you to come stay with me. It’s the least I can do.”

“Okay, we’ll talk about this later,” you say smiling. “I’m going to go figure some stuff out, and I’ll let you know.”

You end the conversation and you fall back onto the couch. You have so many emotions going on at once, and it is going to take some time to process them all. First, Christian being injured is a huge blow. You know how much baseball means to him, and you would never want something like this to happen to him. He works so hard all year long to make sure that he is in the best shape possible, and for something as silly as a foul ball to knock him out, you can’t help but be frustrated. Then, of course, you feel elated. To think that Christian wants you of all people with him as he rehabs is completely insane. In all reality, you barely know each other, but you are so excited to spend time getting to know him and help take care of him.

You text your supervisor to see if she is around to chat, and you give her a call. You decide to describe the situation as a long-time friend needing your help rather than a random guy you have a major crush on who also happens to be a professional baseball player. Just like you expected, she agrees to let you work from home as well as give you some days off to travel and get situated. You make a mental note to never complain about your job again.

You send a quick text to Christian, “It’s a go! Let me know when you want me to fly in ;)”

Within seconds your phone is vibrating. Before you can even open your mouth to say anything, Christian starts talking into the phone.

“You’re sure, right? Like 100% sure? I don’t want you to feel pressured AT ALL,” he says.

“I am 100% sure. I promise. I am ready to be your nurse and wait on you hand and foot.”

“God, I can’t wait to see your face,” he says dreamily.

“I’m going to give you the biggest hug ever,” you say grinning to yourself.

Christian lets out a sigh. “So, I need your Venmo, also if it’s not too soon, there is a flight tomorrow morning. You can obviously pick whatever day you want to fly in; I’m just excited to see you.”

“Tomorrow sounds great, but I just have to figure out how I am going to pack everything. This is kind of overwhelming.”

“Just make sure you have your work stuff and chargers for all your electronics. We’ll go shopping once you get here. Well, I’ll transfer you money, and you can go shopping because I can’t get around all that well. It will just make sense to have a set of clothes and toiletries here. Before you can even protest because I can hear you trying to interject, please just let me do this. It’s the least I can do.”

You exhale loudly. “Okay fine, but I’m going to make you help me pick out clothes.”

“There are definitely some things I would really like to pick out for you,” he chuckles.

You can feel your cheeks heat up, and you smile down at your feet. “I’m going to go tackle this packing situation, and buy my plane ticket for tomorrow.”

You toss the phone onto your bed, and you pull your suitcase down from the top of your closet.

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