I Thought It Was About Baseball(COMPLETED)

Chapter-7

The Baseball Feud-7

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Someday, I'll be living in a big ol' city

And all you're ever gonna be is mean 

•Mean-Taylor Swift• 

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Alex~** 

I rushed Dannie home because she looked like she was about to kill someone. She ripped off her blouse and threw it on the couch as soon as I closed the front door to her house. She was left in her tight tank-top looking thing. Hey, I didn't know the exact name of the damn thing.  

"It's called a camisole." Danielle told me.  

"What?" I blinked confused.  

She rolled her eyes ripping off her heals,"The tank-top thing I'm wearing is called a camisole." She stalked off upstairs to her room.  

I decided to throw myself on the couch. I shrugged off my jacket and took off my shoes. I flipped through the channels of their TV and found Law & Order: SVU was on(a|n I love that show. It's freaking amazing). I was getting really into it when I heard Dannie come down.  

I glanced over my shoulder and quickly had to do a double take.  

She was in a sports bra, tight spandex shorts, black running shoes. She had her hair tied up messily and her knuckles were taped up.  

Oh dear Lord she looked so hot.  

I gulped as she bent low to grab a bottle of water. Holy shit. Her toned ass was staring me in the face as I got up and walked into the kitchen. I internally groaned and my wolf was NOT helping the situation at hand.  

'Damn, you are one lucky SOB. You know that?' He smirked as she bent even lower.  

'Shut up. You're not helping!' I growled back. I was turned on enough, the last thing I needed was my wolf telling me how lucky I was that she was so hot!  

She stood up and turned around. She was slightly startled at my presence and jumped back. She sighed realizing it was me and rolled her eyes.  

I followed her to the basement. I saw the basement decked out in gym equipment. A treadmill, a weight bench, a place for weight lifting and more. I saw her plug in her iPhone. I quickly recognized the song playing as,'Did It Again' by Shakira. The fast beat o the song blared as she started taking swings at the punch bag.  

Half an hour later she was still beating the living shit out of the bag. She was covered in sweat and throwing jabs and punches like nothing. Finally with the last blow the bag flew and hit the wall leaving it with a dent.  

Danielle was panting and she looked over at me. I raised a brow,"You good?" 

She thought about it and nodded her head. I rolled my eyes and walked over to her. I removed the tape from her hands and threw it away.  

"Why are you still here?" She asked as we made our way back upstairs.  

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled,"Cause I wanted to make sure your okay." And I REALLY wanted to see you work out in that outfit. What a turn on! 

"Hey perv!" She hissed,"Think with your head not with your best friend."  

I lowered my head in embarrassment. "Forgot about that whole mind-link thing."  

She rolled her eyes at me,"Obviously."  

I walked into the kitchen and began to take out some things out of the pantry.