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great time capturing the players catching and throwing the ball and running up and down the field. Hamm even took me up close and personal, and I got to meet a few of the players and actually shake their hands. I kept my wits about me and didn’t act a complete fool, but I was a little starstruck.
    â€œLet me get a few shots of you, Hamm,” I requested as together we walked toward the stands.
    â€œYou want pictures of little old me? Shucks, I ain’t nobody.”
    â€œIf it weren’t for you, I might be walking with a limp right now,” I said and laughed, still living out my lie from community day.
    â€œI’m sure you know how to get yourself medical attention when it’s necessary. You would have been just fine had I not been around.”
    â€œMaybe so, but not without an exorbitant medical bill to go with it,” I replied, pointing the camera at him. “And I definitely wouldn’t have been swept off my feet and have found myself resting comfortably in the doctor’s arms.”
    â€œOh, you liked that, huh?” He smiled and came toward me with his arms ready to lift me. I practically jumped in his arms this time, except instead of assuming a cradle position, I wrapped my legs at his waist. “Whoa!” he exclaimed, grabbing my thighs and holding me up.
    â€œWhat? Am I too heavy?”
    â€œNot at all,” he whispered in a tone that suggested he was perfectly fine with my weight and positioning.
    â€œHow long do you think you could hold me like this?” I winked.
    Backing me into a wall and pushing his hips forward, he answered, “We can find out. I’m pretty strong, you know.” With a quick shift, he raised me up into his arms, bringing my pelvis up to his chest, and then proposed lifting me even higher than that.
    â€œOkay, okay, let me down,” I ordered and giggled. “Let me down.”
    â€œOh, don’t get scared now.” He seductively bit his bottom lip and glanced at my breasts, which were just a quick jerk away from his face.
    â€œBeing scared is not what I’m scared of.”
    â€œWhat is it, then?” he asked, still threatening to toss me up around his neck so that my crotch would meet his face.
    â€œI don’t want your girlfriend to catch us. She might not appreciate me too much.”
    â€œIf I had one, you’d have something to worry about.”
    â€œSo you’re not seeing anyone?” I asked, not wanting to make assumptions about his answer.
    â€œNot at all,” he said, looking up at me. “How do I know your boyfriend is not going to come popping up from around the corner, wondering what you’re doing up in my arms?”
    â€œIf I had one, you’d have something to worry about,” I answered with a wink.
    â€œIn that case, I think I could hold you like this all night, every night.”
    But just a few nights and a few dinners later, that “all night, every night” became a thing of the past--and so did Hamm. Regardless of my calls and texts, it was like Hamm and I had never even met. Even when I went to church after that, Hamm avoided me like an STD. Couldn’t get him to call me back if my quasi-sprained ankle depended on it. I was more embarrassed now than I had been when I’d fallen. I’d quickly and easily given myself away, thinking that somebody like Hamm, a churchgoing, worshipping man, would have more respect for me, or for the situation, than to just completely dis me. That was what those no-good busters in the street did, but I didn’t expect that from a church guy.
    I’d played myself, but lesson learned. Church or no church, all men were after only one thing, and after they got it, they were gone.

Chapter 6
    Candis
    â€œCandis, I heard that Russell is getting married.”
    Russell? What? Hearing Dina say those words felt like a blow to my head with a baseball bat, but I didn’t want it to show. “Really? Good