A Russell Martin fan fiction with an original female character, but also includes Josh Donaldson and another original female character.
Mature chapters will be included.
Stevie was a young woman in the middle of a transition in her life. After movi...
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It had been a couple of days in Toronto and Stevie was beginning to get settled in....although she was settling into a hotel room and trying to simply take stock at her new job, catching up on as much as she could, trying to meet with every staff member and get an idea as to what the challenges were. It was going well, but she wasn't in a groove yet, she hadn't moved into a 'home' space and was trying her best to overcome a team of employees who had been through a lot of disappointments already. She knew she would have to prove herself.
Stevie was working through her forms, finished up another check in meeting with an employee and looked down at her calendar. She felt her heart jump a little bit. There was a meeting held for "R. Martin S. Montreal Group" In a quick moment of panic, she rushed to a mirror to double check her look. She scanned her face for smudges, was there anything in her teeth? Did she smell okay? Stopping herself she shook her head. "It's not like any of this matters anyway, get a hold of yourself" She laughed. Still in the back of her head, she wished she had looked at the details of her client meetings so she could have chosen a more appealing outfit. A knock at the door.
"Stevie, Mr. Martin is here to see you"
A deep breath, and a small pep talk later, Stevie came out to the waiting area to meet with the man whose brown eyes and messy beard matched up perfectly with the physical features that she fantasized about her men having.
And soon her heart relaxed as she saw an older gentleman standing to meet her, his face became familiar as she realized it was Russell Martin's father. She had seen him playing the Canadian anthem on his saxophone during an exhibition game in Montreal. She smiled, and reached her hand out to greet him. "Mr. Martin, so great to meet you in person!" She exclaimed as he returned a warm smile, and chuckled. "Stevie, not Steve then, sorry I was just expecting a man to walk out not a beautiful young woman!" Stevie giggled, she had to hand it to him, he was still playing a good game for a man much older than her. "The name certainly causes confusion, but hopefully you aren't disappointed that I'm not an old white guy in a suit" She joked - catching herself. They were in her office now so no staff to offend, but her dry humor might be a little much for him. Her anxiety was instantly relieved when she heard his joyful laugh. "That's good" he chuckled and pointed at her.
The two began chatting about an arrangement for a group of students from a homeless youth shelter in Montreal to attend a Jays game. He explained his involvement with the group and how he taught some of the kids music and worked with the shelter to ensure there were opportunities for the children to expand their experiences and see more than the day to day struggle that they live through. Stevie's heart warmed. This was the reason she had gotten into this industry. She worked with non-profit foundations and charities her entire life and still felt joy every time she was able to help others. She gathered some contact information from Russ Sr and assured him that they would co-ordinate the details. There had been a cancellation in the schedule so she was able to make the date of their arrival much sooner than he had even hoped, causing him to react with an embrace. He jumped up from his seat to hug her. "This is fantastic, oh Stevie, they're just going to be overjoyed!"
