Mike's a sleep cuddler and an aggressive one at that. Ginny discovered this after their first night together. She woke up, her limbs sore and a contented feeling in the pit of her stomach...and over 200 pounds of Padres team captain on top of her. He had himself wrapped around her so tightly she couldn't even move. She tried to move, but he gripped her even tighter, his brow furrowed as he held her against him. He looked scared.

"Don't leave." He mumbled, burying his face into her neck. She gulps. Sure, there's an undeniable pull between them and they'd decided to give it a shot the night before, but this... this was way ahead of what she'd pictured, though she wouldn't have broken her not dating ballplayers rule for just anyone. Mike seemed to relax as soon as she stopped moving. She pressed a kiss to his forehead and ran her fingers up his spine.

Mike stirred, pressing his hips against her. "Mmm, good morning." He opened his eyes, smiling lazily at her.

"I can see that." Ginny pushed her thigh against his growing erection. He let out a small hiss, his eyes fluttering closed. Sliding his hand between her legs, he began kissing down her neck and while she wanted to let herself be carried away by what he's got planned, his sleepy request is nagging at the back of her mind. He'd sounded so scared. "Mike." She murmured, pushing gently on his shoulder. He brushes his beard against the side of her breast, causing her to hiss and arch her back. "Mike."

"I know you're impatient, Rookie." Mike grumbled, "but trust me, the wait is going to be so worth it."

"Mike, we need to talk."

He froze, looking up at her, blinking in confusion. "Those aren't usually words I hear after one night." He mumbled. "Or ever like hearing."

"Actually, you just need to listen." She waited until he was looking up at her. "You said something while you were asleep. You asked me not to leave."

Mike's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but she put her finger to his lips, silencing him.

"I don't need to know why it scares you, I can wait until you're ready to tell me about that, but...I wouldn't be here if I wasn't sure this was worth sacrificing for. So..." She smiled as all the tension left Mike's shoulders.

"It's because of my ex." He mumbled. "Without going into too much gory detail, she left... and it was bad."

"Mike, don't-"

"Needless to say, I've got a few trust issues." He rolled off her and Ginny was struck by how cold she felt without him. He sat up, putting his feet on the ground. Ginny moved behind him, putting her arms around his shoulders. "This is weird, right?" Mike asked as he covered her hands. "Sharing emotional stuff?"

"It's different." Ginny agrees. Mike hums.

"I kinda like it." Mike leaned back against her. "We should do this more often. just get naked and bare our souls to each other." He looked back over his shoulder. "I have a lot of anxiety to share, you have no idea what you signed up for."

"Mike." Ginny said. He turned and moved back, an amused glint in his eyes.

"You know what, no sex, I think we should talk for the rest of the day. Let's start with my childhood, specifically preschool. Casey Smalls never shared the markers with me and I really think that affected me-"

Ginny tackled him, pushing him down on the mattress.

"Hey, I am really getting somewhere here, Baker." Mike protested, but he was laughing too hard to be serious. Ginny straddled his hips, smiling as he gaped up at her, his expression dazed. "You're amazing," he breathed.

"Really?" Ginny tilted her head, pretending to be thoughtful. "Because I'm pretty sure I heard someone mention something about no sex."

Mike pouted, before turning them over and pinning her beneath him. "I'll show you no sex."

"Mike." She scraped her fingernails against his hip, causing him to stutter against her. "Wait." Her eyes lit up; this was too good. "Are you ticklish?"

"Pffft. No." Mike said, trying to be nonchalant. Ginny raised an eyebrow and moved her hand towards his hip. "No." He grabbed her hand. "No."

They struggled, Ginny laughing at the look of pure terror on his face. "I've found your weakness."

"Have mercy." Mike asked, pressing a kiss to her hand. Ginny tilted her head.

"I could be convinced..." She smirked as Mike playfully smacked her thigh. "Get to it, Lawson."