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We both shower and go through our nighttime routines as we get ready for bed. I’m the last one out of the bathroom. Turning the corner out of the bathroom, I see Taylor climbing into her bed. I get a good look at her ass as her short shorts get tight and slide up when she lays down. Damn, she is so cute! Walking over to her, I lean in and kiss the top of her forehead.
“No.” Taylor says after I kiss her. She grabs the front of my t-shirt and pulls me in for an actual kiss. Her soft lips on mine. I can taste her peppermint toothpaste as we kiss. Taylor breaks the kiss as she lets go of my shirt and lays back down. “Better stop or we won’t want to.” Smiling, she pulls the blankets up over her shoulder.
“Probably a good idea.” I lay down and cover up as well. Through the light of the hotel clock, I see Taylor put a hand across the nightstand motions for me to put mine out as well, which I do. We silently hold hands.
“Meredith?”
“Taylor.”
“I’m glad we aren’t enemies anymore.” Taylor squeezes my hand.
“So am I.” I tighten my grip to match hers.
Suddenly Taylor sits up in bed. “Oh, coach would have killed us! Killed U-S!” Taylor uncovers herself and makes to get out of bed.
“What? What’s wrong?” I pull back my covers, but Taylor grabs the comforter and stops me.
“That’s your pitching arm. We can’t have it uncovered on cold wood all night. Lay down and get your arm under the covers, now. Seriously, what are we thinking? Coach would have killed us if your arm hurt in the morning. Now don’t take it out from under the covers, got it?”
“Yes, mam.” I smile from ear to ear. As Taylor tucks the covers around me and goes back to her bed, mumbling about what the coach would do to us and how we would explain that. I can’t help but giggle at her.
“What are you laughing at?”
“You! You’re so stinking cute.”
“Hush, go to sleep. We have to be up early.” Taylor playfully snips at me.
“Thank you for thinking of my arm.” I say in my sweetest voice possible.
“Whew. That was a close one. I can just hear us trying to explain why your arm is stiff and sore.” She does her best impression of the coaches’ voice. “You were what? What is wrong with the two of you?”
We both laugh. “You sound just like her.”
“Okay, okay we have to sleep.” Taylor scolds us both. With that, we are quiet, and I finally drift off to sleep.
