Sorry guys, busy weekend. I had zero time to write anything. I'm not making any promises but I would like to put out 1 chapter per day during the week until I figure out where I want the story to go and how long it's going to be. I have a lot of downtime right now so I'm going to write whenever possible. Like I said, no promises but if I put it in writing I will feel more obligated to stick with it. Thanks for reading and the reviews so far. You guys are awesome!

Riley and Maya wandered into the baseball park and looked for a spot in the bleachers. The game hadn't started yet but Riley could see Lucas warming up on the pitcher's mound. Riley couldn't put her finger on what it was but when Lucas was on the baseball field, he looked at home. He looked...focused. And serious. Which was such a change from the small interactions she had had with him giving her a hard time. She wasn't sure what to make of it other than she found it extremely...sexy.

The first batter from the other team headed towards home plate, bat in hand. Suddenly Riley got this strange feeling in her stomach. Was she nervous? How could she possibly feel nervous about this. She didn't even know Lucas and she didn't even care about baseball. But as she watched Lucas in his element, she got this strange urge to go get him and drag him away.

"Maya."

"We're not leaving, we just got here."

"But, but."

"No."

Lucas threw the first pitch and Riley's heart skipped. "Strike!" Why was Riley freaking out? "What is wrong with me?" She asked out loud.

"We don't have time to get into all of that, Riley." Maya smirked.

Lucas threw the second pitch but this time the batter made contact. The ball flew straight in the air and over the fence behind him. Riley felt a rush of adrenaline. She even found herself cheering Lucas on. He threw the next pitch in, "Strike!"

"Yes! Go Lucas!"

Lucas struck the next two batters out and the team rushed to the dug-out. "Hey that wasn't so bad! It's actually kinda fun watching this," Riley told Maya. Right up until she looked over and saw Lucas practicing his swing with a baseball bat. "Maya, why does he have to bat? I think the pitcher should be exempt from batting. Wait. Is he batting first?"

"Riley, most teams have their pitcher bat first so that he can be ready when the next inning starts."

There it was again. This feeling that kept washing over Riley as she watched this game. It was almost like she needed to protect him. How silly is that, Riley thought. He clearly didn't need protecting. He was a big boy, he was just fine on his own. Riley looked towards the pitching mound. He seemed huge to Riley. He was about the same height as Lucas but he had 40-50 pounds on him. Riley could only imagine how hard he could throw the ball.

Riley watched Lucas go up to the plate. She couldn't help but notice the beads of sweat that had formed on his forehead. How can someone make sweat look that amazing? Lucas had the most attractive arms Riley had ever seen. They were taut and muscular and it looked like he spent a lot of time outside. She smiled at the memory of seeing his farmer's tan during practice.

Riley knew she should be watching the pitcher but she couldn't take her eyes off this boy in front of her. He wasn't only good-looking. He was focused on everything around him. The way he watched the pitcher and eventually the ball when it came towards him was mesmerizing. The first pitch came to him but he immediately backed off of it. "Ball!"

Lucas seemed to do the same thing before each pitch came to him. It almost looked like a rehearsed dance to Riley. The next pitch headed straight for Lucas. He swung the bat and Riley heard a loud crack from the bat. She watched the ball fly over into left field and drop in front of the outfielder. She could help but cheer.

The second batter got up and hit a line drive right towards one of the players. The next batter got up and Riley realized that Lucas wasn't on his base. Riley suddenly realized that her nervous feeling probably wasn't going away as long as he was on the field. Lucas was toying with the pitcher. He was acting like he was going to steal 2nd base. The pitcher definitely looked distracted to Riley.

He wound up and threw the ball towards home plate but the pitch was so far outside that the catcher missed it. Riley looked up and Lucas was in full sprint towards 2nd base. Riley looked towards the catcher who was just scooping up the ball. He chucked it at the 2nd baseman. Lucas dove towards 2nd base just as the ball landed in the 2nd baseman's glove. He dropped his glove hard on Lucas' back and Riley decided she had enough.

"That wasn't very nice!" Riley yelled.

It seemed like everyone in the stands and on the field turned and looked at her. She smiled apologetically and slowly sat down. Riley felt her cheeks go bright red. "Did that just happen?"

"Yep, sure did!" Maya laughed.

Riley looked towards 2nd base and realized that Lucas was laughing. 'I'm definitely going to hear about that one later' Riley thought. The rest of the game went by without any more outburts from Riley. The team had scored several runs in the first inning after Lucas' steal to 2nd. Riley couldn't believe how much she had enjoyed the game. She thought she was going to be bored out of her mind, but she found herself wondering when the next game was.

After the game ended, Lucas waved over Riley and Maya and asked them to wait for him to shower. Maya had conveniently remembered that she was meeting with her mom and step-dad for dinner.

"Maya you can't leave me. I can't even talk to him by myself."

"Riley you will do just fine. Just remember to count to 3 before saying something if you need to."

Riley thought about making a run for it and telling Lucas later that something had come up when suddenly she heard, "Riley! Thanks for waiting."

Riley turned around and her jaw almost hit the ground. Lucas had changed into faded destroyed jeans and a white t-shirt and tennis shoes. His hair was still slightly wet from the shower he had just taken, and he was carrying his baseball bag on his back.

"Hi."

"Hey."

He's going to be trouble, Riley thought to herself.