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“You shook your head and sort of… grunted when you started the car.” Her smile teased.
“Did I? Sorry. I’m just not big on rental cars. I like my own car.”
“Ah. I can understand that. What kind of car do you drive?”
A genuine smile graced his lips. The kind that hadn’t done so in months. “A Camaro.”
“What color?”
“Blue Velvet.”
“Ooooh, I like the sound of that.”
Drew’s spine tingled. He liked the sound of her oooooh over his car. He put the rental in drive and pulled into the street. His mother had given him directions to a small area not far from town with an apple tree farm. She said there was a little pond with picnic tables all around. Said Baylee would love it.
“I like my car too.”
The windows were down, her hair swirling with the breeze. Being from the east coast, he wasn’t used to it being seventy degrees in the middle of January, but he wasn’t complaining. And Baylee didn’t seem to mind the window down. In fact, she tilted her face towards it and closed her eyes, let the air wash over her. Man, she was beautiful.
Drew turned his attention forward. They’d wreck if he wasn’t careful. The woman distracted him to no end. He didn’t know which way was up or down and it was as if his world had turned sideways.
“What’s your car like?” he asked.
“It’s a little Corolla. Nothing fancy, by any means. But that’s not what matters. It gets me where I need to go, it’s reliable, and it’s mine.” She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and looked at him. “Over time I think a car becomes ‘yours’ just out of habit. Every day you personalize it more and more, you know?”
Drew nodded. He did know, but he’d never thought of it that way. His car definitely represented freedom for him. He’d take long drives just to be left alone. Not one to be flashy either, it was the only thing he’d splurged on with the money he made in the majors.
His mother was right. The apple tree farm wasn’t far from town and when they took the turn for it, Baylee clapped her hands together and said, “Oh! I love this place. This is perfect.”
Drew’s inside warmed at her excitement and all he could think was how much he wanted to see her happy. A thought that should’ve have scared him away, but didn’t.
They pulled into a parking spot and got out. Baylee looked in the trunk as he opened it. “Gracious. You brought enough for a party.” She looked from the food to him. “Are we meeting people here?”
Oh no. He wasn’t sharing her with anyone.
“No. But I have confession to make. I’m staying with my mom and she insisted on packing lunch. I guess she got carried away.”
Baylee smiled and put her hand on his arm. “I love Rose. What a sweet woman. This is perfect. I’m starving and happy to know I don’t have to share.” She winked and picked up the smaller picnic basket. Drew got the larger one and tucked a blanket under his arm. His glove and baseball moved when he did so.
Baylee looked from the items to him.
He shrugged. “I thought maybe your son might want to play catch.” He closed the trunk. “Maybe next time…”
The gleam in her eyes dimmed a bit. Something he found he didn’t like. At all. But before he could ask if he’d said something wrong she turned walked away with a shout over her shoulder, “Follow me. I know a good spot.”
Her hair swayed back and forth as she moved. The sleeveless pink top she wore with white jeans and sandals accented all the right places. He’d noticed her hot pink toenails when she’d climbed in the car. Women lingered around Drew and his team all the time with the idea that less was more in terms of clothing. They could learn a thing or two from Baylee. Simple and classic would describe her style but it was the way she wore things that was sexy as hell. Funny thing, she didn’t seem to have a clue what it did to him. But, for the moment, all he could think was he’d follow her anywhere. He closed the trunk, locked the car, and headed after her.
