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In Intimate Desire[UNEDITED]

Romance

College baseball star, Asher Rhodes, knows better than to fall for Amara Taylor, the shy Latina girl that he had a class with last semester. But, when push comes to shove and they're stuck living in apartment buildings right next to each other for t...

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Chapter 9

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Asher
"You spent the night with her?" Lincoln asks as we step out of the dugout.
"Not literally. I did not stay the night." I correct him and his brows knit together. "We hung out, during the night." I explain.
"Oh. Bummer." He says and now my brows furrow.
"How so?"
"You need to get laid. This dry spell is affecting your game." He says.
"What? No it's not." I say, turning to Levi. "Is it?"
"I don't think it's the dry spell." Levi says and I nod.
"Wait what?"
"I think Amara is. And not in a bad way. I think you avoiding what you feel is affecting it." He says and I shake my head.
"I'm not avoiding what I feel. I don't know what I feel. And I'm not trying to rush into anything." I say and he raises a brow.
"Does she know that?" He asks, fixing his baseball cap.
"No..." I say, stretching my arms above my head as I let out a yawn.
"You should tell her. You know, let her know that there's nothing for her to worry about." Lincoln says and my gaze snaps to him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a relationship guru." I say, my tone laces with sarcasm.
"Just call me a pro and kiss my ass." He says and I purse my lips together.
"Dear God, get me out of here." I say, turning on my heel and walking out.
"Okay but seriously. You can't play games with her." Levi says and I roll my eyes.
"I'm not. It's not like I'm leading her on or anything it's just, I don't know where she's at." I say, bending down to pick up a baseballs that no one else has.
"So, here's what you do. Take her out on a date." Levi suggests.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah. It's what I did with Liv. Look at how great that turned out." He says and I nod.
"It's not any different than if you matched with her on Tinder and asked her out on a date." Lincoln says, spitting his gum out.
"I feel like it is." I say, tossing Levi a ball.
"How?" Lincoln asks.
"I don't know. Because we're friends. Because it's just different." I say, pushing my sunglasses back up my nose.
"You mean because she's different." Levi says, giving me a pointed look.
"If this was some random chick you met at a bar you would've had her number, taken her out, gotten laid and left already. But she's not, and we all know that." Levi says, laying it all on thick.
"Way to be gentle about it bud." Lincoln says, patting his shoulder.
"Hold on.. You guys planned this?"
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