I tapped my foot impatiently on the cement floor as I waited for Tim to come from the showers. I couldn't help but watch some of the guys play dominos on the small card table, shouting in delight and cracking dumb jokes that I clearly didn't understand. When a game ended wasn't the team supposed to go home? Guess not if Cain, Huff, and Torres willingly stayed behind to play some games together. I put my elbows on my knees and cupped my chin with my hands, clearly very bored of spending my free time here. Today was the longest day i've had in awhile and all I really wanted to do was go home and pass out in my bed. I've experienced too many emotions today that I probably shouldn't have- but I don't regret it now. Everything happens for a reason, right? I guess thats what people say, but if its true i'm not too sure. I'm not some sappy girl looking for my true love, my soul mate, the love of my life. I'm not even sure if that stuff even exists anymore. Times have changed as well as our outlook on life. People marry the ones who they imagine themselves growing old with, but that love is usually short lived and then they get divorced and become bitter people about finding another romance. I once thought I found the love of my life. Sure, I was only twenty at the time but that didn't mean my feelings were any less real than a couple who have been married for thirty years. I honestly thought that he was the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with, my soul mate, my partner in crime. I can remember his eyes like I just saw them- sparkling hazel eyes with a hint of yellow around the center. His eyes always shined when he smiled, his laugh always met his eyes and he smiled at almost everything. Things are different now, and unfortunately we are no longer together but the memories I have of Jake seem like yesterday.

"Savannah? Hey, are you in there?" I was broke from my trance, my thoughts dissipating as I was forced back into reality. I blinked my eyes a few times to focus them before looking up at Tim who was smiling down at me. "You looked like you were in some deep abyss."

I nodded slowly, "I felt like I was." I smiled back at him and stood up. "Took you long enough. And you said girls take forever to get ready, as if buddy."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to take that long. Its the hair- it takes awhile to dry." Tim pointed to his hair and grinned.

"Now you really sound like a chick." I laughed at his shocked expression and picked my purse and hiked it over my shoulder. "Are you ready yet? I want to blow this popsicle stand." I turned away from him as he chuckled and made my way to the doors, looking over my shoulder and waiting for him. "Hurry up, Lincecum," I said impatiently as he took his jolly old time collecting his bag.

"Have somewhere to go? Why are you in such a rush?" Tim said as he walked up next to me. I watched as he looked over his shoulder and said goodbye to his teammates before pushing me into the hallway. "Seriously, why are you so tense?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "It's been a long day, I kindof want to get home soon." I looked over at him and frowned. He continued to stare straight ahead of him and refused to look down at me.

We continued walking down the hallway and made our way outside where Tim's car was parked. We walked in silence which made me uncomfortable. I was relieved to finally get inside his car, but was once again met with silence when I asked if anything was wrong.

"No, nothing is wrong. I just didn't think you wanted to go home right away. I've enjoyed my time with you..you know? It's been a good day and I just don't want it to end yet." His soft voice filled the car as we drove through parking lots in search of my car. "Can't you spend the night? I have an extra room. We can eat ice cream and watch TV or something." His voice cracked as he spoke, his nervousness apparent and my awkwardness visible.

I cleared my throat in hopes I wouldn't get a lump in my throat. "Thats a little fast for me..to be honest."

"I don't mean. I don't mean that you sleeping over would mean that we would sleep together. Just hang out. No sexual stuff." He pushed his hair nervously behind his ear before gripping the steering wheel. Thankfully my car came in view and I secretly hoped that this conversation would end.

"Yeah, I don't know Tim. I think it would be best for me to go home." I spoke softly and looked up at him as he put the car in park next to mine. He nodded his head slowly and picked at his jeans. This whole conversation was making my anxiety terrible. "I'll see you later, okay?" I smiled, leaned over, and pushed his hair behind his ear. "One day you'll have to let me know what kind of conditioner you use. Your hair is beautiful." I watched his cheeks turn red and a shy smile play across his lips, his head bowed towards his lap and his fingers drumming against his knee. I smiled once more before getting out of the car, digging for my keys and walking over to the driver side of the car. I snapped my head up as I heard Tim's car door open and watched him walk over to me. My heart began to beat faster as he stood in front of me, him looking down at me with a blank expression. I watched his hand slowly come up to the side of my face, gently pushing my blowing hair from my face. He cupped my cheek softly and locked his eyes with mine, tipped his head down towards me and breathed on my mouth.

"What are you doing?" I whispered and looked into his smoldering green eyes that were locked with mine.

"Doing what I should have done when we first met." His lips met mine in a soft kiss, our lips in sync with each other. His hand that was cupping my cheek made its way to the back of my head, pushing it into his gently. I ran my hands up his chest and locked my arms around his neck, standing on my tippy toes I pushed my hands through his hair and pushed down on his head to deepen the kiss.

He pulled back slightly, biting my bottom lip before letting it go. We stood inches from each others face, panting lightly and searching each others eyes before connecting our lips again. Our tongues swirled slowly together, our bodies crushed against each other, and our lips sliding against each other. My hands retracted from gripping his hair to finding their way to his face. I held his face gently as we continued to kiss. I pulled back slightly and wrapped my arms around his neck. Tim pushed his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. I grinned at him and pulled myself out of his grasp. I watched his eyes open and look down at me, his hands grabbing my waist and a sly smiling forming against his lips. Our bodies were still pressed against each others- they felt as if they were perfectly molded for the other. I got on my tippy toes and gently kissed him once move before pulled away completely.

"Have a nice night, Timothy." I smiled at him and slid into my car.