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“And I think someone has just spotted you…” Chiara muttered, loud enough for the three of us to hear.

My cheeks turned bright red, unable to tear my gaze away from the outrageously, sexy specimen of manhood standing on the field, staring at me like he wanted me here and now. How could he do this right in the middle of the game?

I could hear the confusion sweep across the crowd as they began whispering to one another. What on earth he was up to? Then suddenly they all burst into wolf whistles and cheers as Ryan unpredictably blew a kiss out into the crowd. A kiss directed at me, intended for no one else but me. Many faces turned and looked around, obviously trying to pin point Ryan Fox’s lucky girl. I sunk lower into my chair, avoiding the wandering eyes scanning the crowd and wishing I’d worn a great big hat to hide my face.

“Our brother is completely whipped, it’s disgusting…” Gabriella groaned quietly. “What have you done to him?” she then added with a laugh.

“I think it’s so romantic,” Annabelle sighed, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Of course you would.” Gabriella pulled a face before laughing.

I gave the girls a shy smile before turning back to the game. A smile still lit up Ryan’s face but at least he wasn’t looking at me anymore. He was back in position and ready to play.

I watched in awe at how easy and effortless he made the throw seem. His left leg came up as he leaned back and cocked his arm back over his shoulder. In the blink of an eye he launched the ball, sending it flying directly towards the batter.

There was a loud crack as the ball collided with the bat, and then the batter began running, dropping the bat behind him. He’d almost made it to first base when the left fielder caught the ball on the full. The crowd went crazy. I clapped along with everyone and found myself smiling for some strange reason.

“There’s a girl that keeps looking over at you, Evangeline,” Gabriella said leaning across Annabelle.

My face dropped just has the cheering died down. My chest tightened. I immediately began to scan the rows of people in front of me. Why was I anxious? After all, I’d decided to come to a public event; surely someone was bound to recognize me.

“Which one?” Annabelle asked in a lower voice.

“The fake red-head, three rows down to the left. She’s wearing a tight Yankees tee,” Gabriella replied. “Do you know her?”

My eyes searched the crowd until they landed on the girl Gabriella had described. She was right. She
was
staring at me and she wasn’t shying away now that I’d caught her either.

A chill ran down my spine as the unknown girl narrowed her eyes and gave me a smirk. Who was she? And why was she giving me such a cruel look? Was she one of Ryan’s female fans? Perhaps she was an obsessed fan? Had they been together in the past?
Get it together, Evangeline.

I didn’t know what her problem was but I wasn’t going to let her get to me, so after an awkward staring competition, I ripped my gaze away and returned them to the game.

“So, do you know who she is?” Annabelle whispered into my ear.

“I have no idea,” I replied ignoring the fact I could see the girl still staring at me from the corner of my eye.

CHAPTER 23

Besides the bizarre incident involving the redhead, I really enjoyed watching my first baseball game. I also enjoyed getting to see my boyfriend kick some Red Sox ass. I said goodbye to the girls, promising I’d be at tomorrow afternoon’s game and left the stadium in a hurry. I was hungry… again.
What on earth is wrong with me?

As soon as I got in a cab, I dialed the closest Chinese restaurant near my house and ordered dinner large enough for two. I was going to have a lot of leftovers tomorrow. Dinner arrived on record time. I’d just gotten into my apartment when Niall buzzed to inform me that the delivery guy was waiting downstairs.

Sending him up, I took the bags of food from him and placed them on the coffee table. I didn’t have time to serve it up on dishes― I was starving ― instead, I opened each takeaway container and began stuffing my face full of the delicious, fatty goodness.

About half an hour in and with almost three containers empty, my phone chimed. With an irritated huff, I stood up from the sofa and went to retrieve my phone sitting all the way on the kitchen bench. There was a text from Ryan.

Little pig, little pig let me in…

My brows furrowed as I re-read the message. Did he just call me a
pig
? I probably did look like one right now, but that was still no reason for him to call me that.

Another text came through.
Bella, I’m standing at your door. Let me in.

My eyes widened as the message slowly sunk in. What was he doing here? He had another game tomorrow afternoon. He was supposed to be going straight home and resting up.

The sound of the doorbell knocked some sense into me and I raced for the door.

Ryan stood there in jeans, a gray fitted tee and a backwards, black Yankees cap, with his sports bag flung over his shoulder and his arm resting against the doorway with his cell in his hand. A dangerous, seductive grin sat on his face. “
Finally
. I was beginning to think you were avoiding me.”

Even though my body was itching to touch him, I mustered up the best unimpressed look I had and arched an eyebrow. “Little pig, huh?” I grumbled letting him pass then closing the door.

I heard him chuckle as he dropped his bag by the door and threw his hat on top. “Aww, baby, I didn’t mean it like that. I was referring to the children’s story,” he said spinning around.

His strong hands grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. He’d showered. I could smell the rich, spicy, manly scent of his body wash that I loved so much on his skin. It made me want to run my tongue up and down his arm and bite into him.
Control yourself, woman!

Kissing the top of my forehead Ryan added, “If you keep pouting at me like that, I’m going to rip of your clothes and fuck you against the wall.”

“
Ryan
!” Immediately, my little fantasy evaporated and I smacked his rock-hard bicep with my hand, which only made him laugh and squeeze me tighter as I tried wriggling free from his grasp.

“Well, stop pouting! It’s making me hard!”

“Everything makes you hard!” I retorted.

“Just you now, Bella. Just you.” He winked then let go of me and walked off into the living room.

“Is Derek over for dinner?” I heard him ask.

Rushing into the next room, I found him standing over the coffee table littered with empty Chinese containers with his hands on his hips.

Oh crap
. “Err… No,” I replied sheepishly.

I watched as his face suddenly dawned with realization. “
You
ate everything?”

I nodded like a small child in trouble. Ryan started laughing. “Bella, now I know
why
you were so offended by my text message.”

“That’s because it wasn’t funny! I was hungry. I didn’t mean to eat it all.” I crossed my arms at my chest and scowled.

Ryan laughed even louder, especially when he tried to comfort me and I refused, quickly sidestepping out of his reach. “Come here my precious little piggy.”

“You’re such an asshole! It’s not a term of endearment, Ryan. That’s an insult.”

Ignoring my efforts to try and get away from him, Ryan grabbed me and trapped me in his great big arms.

Knowing I had no chance of escape, my stubborn streak took over and I did the next best thing I could think of: I dropped to the ground. Too bad Ryan didn’t seem fazed with falling down with me. So, we both sat on the floor. Me, curled up in a tight ball with Ryan’s arms and legs wrapped around me, his chin nestled on my shoulder.

“I love you, stubborn creature,” he whispered into my ear. “I love you so damn much that I don’t care whether you eat one box of Chinese or three.”

He dropped a hand to my waist and slid it up the inside of my shirt, sending a sharp tingle through my body when his fingers grazed my bare stomach. His fingers travelled up and behind and in one swift movement the clasp of my bra came undone. He cupped my breast then circled my hardened nipple with his thumb, which caused me to shiver involuntarily.

“Does it feel good, Bella?” Moving my hair out of the way using his spare hand, Ryan then pressed his lips against my neck. He gently bit down before sweeping his tongue over the sensitive area. I shivered again.
Oh God.

It felt like my insides had burst in flames. My whole body was aching with need that it was almost painful. How was it possible for my body to react this way with just a few simple touches?

I grabbed hold of his thighs on either side of me and dug my fingernails in to try and control the sensation coming over me.

Suckling my neck, Ryan lowered his free hand down and unbuttoned my jeans before letting his fingers slip inside my panties. My legs parted willingly, and a loud moan escaped my lips as a long finger parted my wet folds and began circling my aching sex. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting the ecstasy take over. I wasn’t going to last much longer if he continued.

“I’ve barely touched you and you’re already so close,” he whispered, tugging at my nipple before moving his hand to the other and continuing his tease. “I want you to come with my fingers inside you, baby.” Without warning his finger slipped inside me. I gasped and gripped Ryan’s thighs firmly.

Hearing those words mixed with everything he was doing set me off. I felt my core tighten and with a loud cry, I came with blinding, soul-shattering intensity.

I felt limp in Ryan’s arms as he stilled his movements and just held me tight. The feel of his hot and moist breath as he gently pressed kisses on the nape of my neck was nearly enough to set me off again.

“Wow, baby. That was an intense one,” he whispered against me. “Now stand up, take your clothes off and ride me. I want to see your face this time when I make you come all over again.”

My insides clenched at the thought. I shot up eagerly and ripped off all my clothes. Ryan’s eyes never left mine as he undressed himself on my floor, a hungry grin on his face as he sat there completely naked, watching me with his penetrating gaze. He was devastatingly beautiful. I took a moment to just admire him in his full glory. His perfectly sculptured face with dark tousled hair and ruggedly good looks, attached to tan, broad shoulders and a rock hard body was enough to make me salivate. His long, powerful legs were crossed while his well-endowed member stood there proudly.

Still staring at me like a tiger ready to pounce, Ryan lifted a long, muscular arm up and grabbed hold of mine. “Baby, you’re driving me crazy standing there looking at me like that. If you don’t sit your sexy little self down, now, I’m going to lose it and explode all over this expensive carpet of yours.”

With the naughtiest grin I could muster, I eagerly positioned myself above him. Ryan sucked in a sharp breath and grabbed hold of my hips as I slowly lowered myself, not stopping until every inch of his thickness was buried deep inside me.

“God, you feel amazing. Go slow, babe, otherwise I’m not going to last long with you like this.”

With my body on overdrive going slow was the last thing on my mind. Taking hold of his shoulders, I gave him a devilish smirk before lifting myself halfway, and then slammed back down onto him.

“
Fuck
, baby,” I heard Ryan growl as I continued to move against him.

With the feel of his grip on my hips tightening and my second orgasm already on its way, I arched my back wildly in response. Ryan’s hand moved quickly to my shoulder to support me while the other began firmly kneading my breast. His tongue barely touched my nipple before my orgasm came crashing down and I was screaming out his name while my body shuddered uncontrollably.

Still reeling from my climax, Ryan flipped us so that I was lying beneath him. After a few powerful thrusts he shuddered with his own release, spilling himself inside of me. The warm, pulsating sensation had me crying out as another wave of pleasure ripped through.

Ryan lightly pressed kisses on my cheeks and forehead while we lay there together trying to catch our breaths. “Three? Jeez, baby, that was incredible.”

I felt my cheeks blush. I couldn’t begin to explain where they had come from. I still had no idea.