Christina and Sonny

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"See you later" Sonny says pecking my lips. "Bye babe good luck!" "Thanks" he responds as he walks out the door. Tonight they play the Giants and if they win they sweep the Giants. Sonny is pitching so I turn on the tv to watch the pregame show then the game. They discuss his previous games and I smile at the thought of how good he has been doing. He keeps getting super close to pitching a perfect game but he always falls a few pitches short and they end up losing on a homer. I laugh as I remember the first night he came close and how happy he was as he danced and made me rewatch the game with him so he could relive the moment.

•Sonny POV•
The game flies by and it is now the ninth. 3 outs and it's a perfect game for me. We are up 5-0 and the stadium is cheering us on as we take the field. I strike out the first and second batter and the third comes up. His bat makes contact with the ball and I put my head down knowing this is it. It sails over my head and I await the sound of the fireworks signaling a home run. The crowd cheers and I hear no fireworks as I turn around. I pick my head up as my outfielders come together jumping up and smiling. The infield charges the mound and I'm on the ground before I know what's happening. "He caught it?! Burns caught it?!" I yell as everyone nods and keeps bumping into me. I just pitched my first no-hitter.

•Christina POV•
Te better makes contact as the ball flies over Sonny's head. "Not again" I groan. I go to look away not wanting to see the sadness on Sonny's face as Burns leaps into the air using the wall to get more vertical. The ball lands in his glove and I jump out of my seat as the team charges the mound. He just pitched a no-hitter. All those close ones and he finally did it.

Sonny opens the door and I run at him jumping into his arms flinging my legs around his waist. He is soaked and smells of a mix of alcohol and gatorade but I don't care. "You did it!" "I did!" "I'm so proud" I mumble as I connect our lips. He places his hands on my butt as mine find his neck. This kiss is different from our others. The others are lust and want. This one is full of love and need and I know he feels it too as he begins to make his way upstairs to our room. Great game calls for a great night right?

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