Pitcher (Aaron Nola Phillies)

Kiss Me

"Hey, ace can I talk to you privately for a second?" Austin asked I turned my head to realize he had walked in and my heart sunk, there was no possible way this could go over well. Cameron paused the second Austin entered and I kept a straight face on, trying to hide what was happening from Aaron. A silence fell over the clubhouse  and I knew they were all watching to wait and see what would happen next.

"Ace? Why is he calling you ace, only I call you ace." Was all Aaron said as he looked between the two of us, clearly confused and trying to put together what was happening without him. Then he saw Austin holding my red Phillies cap in his hand and he eyed me holding Austin's black Marlins cap in my hand. He saw how Austin and I were looking at each other and how we both looked admittedly a bit disheveled. 

"Uh, guys? Did you guys..." He was beginning to trail off  and I took advantage of the opportunity and tossed Austin his cap, he quickly received it and then tossed mine back to me and naturally I caught it. I nodded for Austin to get out and he quickly darted away. The team returned to normal although Aaron still looked decidedly confused and I felt the slightest bit bad. "Abigail, why on earth did you have Austin's cap and why did he have yours?" 

"Because they were hanging out with each other yesterday and were to tired to remember their caps," Odubel said, stepping in between us, something told me that he knew what had actually happened.

"Really?" We both nodded. "What do you say, Ab?" 

"Yeah, we were walking around together and we were kidding around and traded caps." He nodded then left, once he left, I turned to Odubel. 

"Thanks, Odubster," I smiled and I rubbed his shoulder which was shockingly muscular, I quickly moved my hand off of his shoulder, trying not to show my surprise. "Muscular, I like it." 

"Odubster, I like that. Thanks, Abster." I laughed and calmly and walked back to practice. The rest of practice was particularly chill and I didn't really do that much other than steal a couple of occasional glances at Austin who was also staring at me. From what I could tell, chances were, he and I were definitely meeting up tonight and I would not mind that at all. A majority of the team still had absolutely no clue about what happened with Austin which was a huge relief. They were all mostly focused on the game and how close we were to the postseason. We finished practice early which gave me an extra half hour to do nothing or find Austin. Thankfully he had the same idea. We met up in the same spot we had yesterday when I was crying. 

"Hey Nola," I said sweeping him into my arms as soon as we were at the spot. 

"Hey Smith," We both had our eyes locked on each other for a couple of seconds. Me biting my lip, struggling to resist the urge to kiss him right then and there, even though we were alone, I still wasn't sure of the means of this meeting or visit. Then I couldn't take it anymore and my heart began to race. Adrenaline took over and I pulled my head closer to him, grabbing his neck a bit stronger now. He smiled slyly, as if to say,  kiss me, kiss me now, kiss me here, I don't care so long as you kiss me. Out of the blue we both crashed our lips together and  ran our hands along each other's sides This was all happening faster than a sharp grounder to third and I honestly couldn't keep up with him, but iI didn't mind. It was not too bad to let someone else take control for once and take control he did.

 While we couldn't go all the way, we could still get an amazing make out in, in the short time that we had, since we both wanted to return early to practice, not to raise suspicion. As far as my team was concerned, I was out going for a run and I have no idea what Austin's excuse was, but it was different from mine. 

Austin kissed my neck and in a manner that made me feel amazing inside, as though I had just won  the world series. It was that type of amazing feeling. That so good, words can't even comprehend it, kinda feeling. Whatever word you use to describe it, it is my favorite feeling in the entire world. There was no doubt in my mind that not only was the better-hitting brother but he was also the more sexually advanced brother. Seeing that he was a bit , just a bit better than Aaron, if you know what I mean, I was making the most of every second of this and trying my hardest to please him too. 

"A...aus...tin..." I moaned, deeply in a trance. The amount of passion between us was clear but there was still something I was trying to find out. Was there any love involved in any of this？