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I also love watching Greer work.
“I was just doing my part. Like all of our wins, this was a team effort. But this one is special. We’ve worked so hard to get to this point and we’re so proud to take this win back to New Orleans and get ready for the next series of games.”
Owen Thatcher is typically a man of few words, unless you’re a close friend or member of his family. So, it’s obvious he feels comfortable talking to Greer. She’s getting more words out of him than I’ve ever heard him speak in any interview.
“Would you like to give a shout-out to anyone back home?” Greer asks with a wink.
With the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on Owen’s face he looks straight at the camera and says, “I love you, Sophie. Molly, and Ryan, I love you. Miss you guys so much and can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”
“Congratulations again on the win,” Greer says before turning back to Brian and closing out her interview.
The way all our lives have become so intertwined over the past few months makes the connection we have even stronger. Getting a chance to share these victories with people like Owen and Ross and Bo, makes it so much sweeter.
I wouldn’t want to do this with another team.
I was born to be a Reveler.
When a firm hand lands on my shoulder, I look over to see Ross standing beside me.
“You played well tonight. Knee seems good.”
Nodding, my eyes are still glued on Greer as she laughs at the phone Owen is holding up. I have no doubt, he’s FaceTiming Sophie by the way he’s looking on as my girl talks to her best friend.
“Yeah, it’s holding up.”
“You keep smiling at her like that and someone might get the impression you really like her.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I mutter, fighting back a smile because I know he’s right and I hate that he’s always fucking right, especially when he’s calling me on my shit.
He chuckles. “If you would just nut up and admit it, this would be a lot easier. Trust me, I know how fucking grueling it can be when you’re denying what you know you want.”
“Well, right now, we have games to win. I have to keep my focus.”
The response is automatic, a conditioned reply to anything that could possibly come between me and baseball, but I know it’s also not completely true. As much as I try to keep from thinking about Greer, I can’t help it. She’s always on my mind.
“Speaking from experience, when your personal life is in order, everything else seems to fall into place. So, don’t let the idea that you need to focus on the game before you can focus on anything else stop you.”
When Greer looks over at me, her eyes are literally sparkling with joy. She seems so genuinely happy, and I love seeing her like this. I want to keep that smile on her face every day.
“It’s not just me,” I mutter to Ross under my breath. “It has to be something she wants too.”
“She wants it. Trust me.”
While Greer finishes up her interviews, I go do my ice bath and get some post-game therapy from my trainer. After a quick shower, I come out to find her and her cameraman, Brian talking quietly as they watch a small screen.
“Hey,” I say, walking up to them. “Our bus leaves in a few minutes to head back to the hotel. Are you going to be long?”
If this was a regular series game, our asses would be on the first flight out, but since we won’t have another game for a few days, we’ll get some well-deserved sleep and fly out in the morning. I’m hoping Greer is able to fly out around the same time so we can travel back home together. The idea of leaving her behind, here at the stadium or tomorrow at the airport, doesn’t sit well with me.
I want to be with her, to be close to her and make sure she’s safe, but I know I need to follow protocol for both of us.
She looks up at me, that smile still lingering. “We’re finishing up and have a car on its way to pick us up.”
“Call me when you get to the hotel?”
She nods and says she will, but her eyes say so much more.
I want you.
