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rubbing her feet briefly. She really should
have kicked them off earlier, but she was too busy trying to get this guy to
sleep with her, and the heels seemed to help her cause. “So, what's your team?
And if you say the Yankees, this,” she waved her finger between the two of
them, “never happened.”
    “The Cubs.”
     Alexis threw her head back
and laughed hard. She reached up and touched his shoulder in an attempt to
comfort him. Between gasps of air she said, “I'm sorry. It's not funny.” She
calmed herself, but a few more giggles managed to escape. “But seriously,
that's gotta be terrible. They haven't won a Series in over a hundred years. It
can't be easy to root for a team that sucks that hard.”
    A bit of humor came to his
eyes, and his intensity was beginning to wane. “No, it's not easy. You should
know that. It wasn't all that long ago that your team was in a very similar
situation,” he pointed out.
    “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” She
waved her hand dismissively. “But we broke our curse. And at least ours was
cool. Billy goats? That's just not badass.”
    He moved closer to Alexis,
towering over her small frame. For a moment she felt a wave of anxiety, maybe a
little fear, but she stood a little taller to ward off the feelings.
    “At least we didn't whine
for eighty-six years about losing a player to the Yankees to finance a Broadway
play.”
    She was at a loss for words
and a little pissed off. So, she pushed past him, and while walking away, said,
“Whatever.” She was very passionate and defensive when it came to the Red Sox.
It was the one thing her family really bonded over.
    Alexis strolled to the
bedroom and bounced onto the bed. Her towel dropped off her body, and her
breasts jiggled. “You want to keep talking about baseball, or do you want to
talk me into another go round?” She smiled for a moment and for the first time
she saw a real grin on the man's face.
    “Definitely, round two. But
you have to promise me one thing?” He walked to the edge of the bed and lightly
slid his hand from the top of her chest to her mound.
    Alexis let out a breathy
laugh of pleasure. “I thought you didn't want a commitment.”
    “Just one.” He paused to
pull her lips to his mouth. “Don't call me Nomar.” He rubbed her gently, and
her back arched, pushing her closer to him. “What should I call you?”
    “Ryan,” he said as he
dropped his towel to the floor, lowered his body, and planted kisses on her
inner thigh.
    She felt the rush of orgasm
through her body twice and was at the mercy of Ryan’s skilled hands and thrust.
By the end, she was unsure if she was going to be able to stand for more than a
few seconds, and she took a couple of minutes to catch her breath before
climbing out of the bed.
    Ryan just lay in bed staring
at the ceiling. “You really know what you're doing, don't you?”
    “I'll bill the room.” She
smiled at him, wishing she could lock him up in her nightstand and pull him out
when she needed a good time. Then again, she liked variety. After a while his
brand of sex just wouldn’t be exciting any more.
    He turned his head and
looked at her as she stepped into the puff she had stripped off a couple hours
earlier. “You’re kidding, right?”
    “I guess you'll find out
when you check out.” She smiled as she zipped up the dress and gathered her
things off the floor.
    “You're really leaving?”
    “It's been nice, but I got
what I came for. Now, I need some sleep, and that is going to be easier in a
bed without you.”
    Alexis looked into Ryan's
blue eyes one last time; they seemed a little brighter now. A calm had come over
them, and she was pleased with herself.
    “Can I get your name before
you go?” Ryan asked. “I'd like to know who to credit this night to.”
    “I don't think so, buddy.”
She looped the back straps of the pumps over her fingers. “Thanks again. And
have a good life.”
    With that she moved to the
door and headed out. He didn't try and stop