A/N: Sorry to make you guys wait for the chapters, but I've finally got the next two done. I hope you guys like them!

Chapter 7

When they arrived back to Ady's house, she jumped out of the car and ran to the house, quickly unlocking it and running inside. John watched her and laughed at her antics.

As he walked inside her house and shut the door, he heard her in the bedroom chatting away with someone on the phone. He set down his keys on the dining room table and sat on the couch, flipping on the TV.

Ady walked out of the bedroom still talking on the phone. "I know, I can't believe he did it, too!…Yeah, it was really awesome…I didn't think it'd actually be that good, but I was sure wrong…So yeah, after that, we went down to the field where I met the whole team!…Yes, I even met Mark Bellhorn…Trust me, he looks so much better in person. And he's a sweetheart, too!…I know he is, and I'm gonna have to make it up to him." She sat on the couch next to John.

He looked over at her and smiled. "Hey Ady?"

"Hang on." She cupped the phone and looked at him. "Yeah?"

"Can you go back in the bedroom? I can't hear the TV."

She rolled her eyes and got up, talking back into the phone. "Sorry about that. John was being a butthead." She walked back into the room and shut the door, leaving John alone to watch TV.

Ady lay back on the bed, twirling her hair between her fingers. "Daph, do you think maybe John likes me?"

"Of course he does, hon. I mean, he's given you so much, and come on, he kissed you at the game today! What do you think that means?"

"Okay, so what should I do?"

"Tell him that you like him, too."

"But I don't like him."

"What do you mean you don't like him?"

"I love him, Daphne."

"Really?"

"Yeah. But I'm afraid if I tell him, he'll get freaked out or something. I'm afraid that, well, I'll lose him."

"Fine. Do what you want. But when he finds someone else, and they get serious, it'll be an 'I told you so' moment. But I'll still be here for you."

"Thanks for the honesty." Suddenly she heard John calling her from the living room. "Hey, I'll call you later. John's calling me."

"Okay. Bye Ady."

"Bye Daphne." She hung up the phone and walked back out to the living room. "What do you want?"

"Just come sit here." She sat next to him and looked at a paused TV screen. "Thank God you have Tivo. I just saw us on Sportscenter."

She sat up and watched as John played back what he had just seen. There they were, sitting near the Red Sox dugout, kissing on screen. They mentioned something about John, but she didn't notice. She watched the TV, smiling as she remembered how his lips felt against hers. "They actually showed us? That's freakin' sweet!"

He sat back and continued watching Sportscenter as he too had smiled. "That they did."

She sat back and leaned on him, her head resting on his shoulder. "I can't believe we actually kissed, either. It seemed so surreal."

He put his arm around her and held her closer to him. "Yeah, I know. But it was something special, wasn't it?"

He looked down at her. "It sure was."

She looked up at him, their eyes connecting. "John-"

Before she could say anything, he leaned forward and kissed her softly. Her eyes fluttered and closed as she sat up and put her arms around him, not breaking the kiss. He pulled her even closer, closing the space between them. Her body melted into his embrace as the kiss they shared became more intense.

As they pulled away from each other, they couldn't help but notice how perfectly they fit together. Ady opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of a faint smile on John's face. She was also smiling, the sensation of the kiss still lingering on her lips. "John, I need to ask you something."

He took her hand in his. They fit together flawlessly. "Go ahead."

She took a deep breath. "Do you like me, or have any stronger feelings for me?"

"Ady, I don't like you, but-" He sighed and tried to speak, but he couldn't. Finally he looked away from her. "Never mind."

She shook her head and stood up. "Well, if you're not going to finish, let's just get ready." She walked to her bedroom and shut the door.

John sat on the couch and let out a loud sigh. "Damn it. Why the hell can't I tell her that I love her?" He took in another deep breath, then finally stood up and decided to get ready to go to the club later.