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“It’s easy to fall for.” Drew looked down at her, not sure himself if he was still talking about baseball or not.
“I appreciate you agreeing to watch another game so he would go to bed, but please don’t feel obligated.”
He took a step towards her, his hand cradling her face before rational thought could stop him. “There is nothing I would rather do more than watch another game with you and Casey.”
“Nothing?” The light in her eyes danced, one side of her mouth lifted. Was she daring him to kiss her? If so, then it was game on.
He lifted his eyebrows. “Is that a challenge, Bay?”
“What do you think?”
His mouth found hers, soft at first but then more intense. As she responded to him, her arms wrapped around his waist, his hands roamed the silky strands of her hair, holding her head just as he wanted it. Thoughts of this being not the best idea attempted to fill his head, but were pushed away with the scent of vanilla on her skin and her hands moving up his back, holding him close.
He pulled away but only because they both needed air. Damning oxygen, he pulled her in close, her head cradled against his chest. Not even a week’s time and he was falling for this woman. How was that even possible?
“Are you regretting this kiss too?” Her voice was muffled by his shirt but he had heard every word and his heart sank. That last thing he wanted was for Baylee to think any part of his time with her was a negative. It was so far the opposite.
“I regret absolutely nothing that has happened with you, Baylee. Not one thing.”
She looked up at him but kept her arms around his waist. “Me neither.”
“I do need to be honest with you though.”
“You live in New York. I live here. You’re a big time baseball player. I’m a small-town girl with a young child. I know. I get it.”
Of course she did. Baylee had more at stake in this than Drew did. She had Casey. Of course she’d thought through this as much as he had.
“If you want to be friends, I can do that.”
Drew’s heart raced in his chest. Friends. He wanted so much more but wasn’t sure he had that to give.
“Is that what you want?” Part of him begged her not to answer that.
“What I want and what is best might be two separate things.”
He nodded. “I understand.”
“How about this? How about we don’t decide anything tonight. I’m exhausted and not super clearheaded. You kissing me isn’t helping.” She smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Not that I’m complaining.” She stepped back out of his arms and patted his chest. “Let’s sleep on it. Then we’ll go from there.”
He nodded again, words scrambling in his head but not finding their way to his mouth.
She walked him to his car, gave him another soft kiss, this time on the cheek. Probably a good thing. If his lips found hers again, he didn’t trust he’d have the strength to walk away. He’d found his voice enough to promise to call her the next day.
She waved from the front porch as he drove away, her silhouette getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror. He couldn’t just be friends. That was a fact. So where did that leave them? He drove into the night, his mind filling with more questions than answers.
