Out of Left Field: Book One (18+)

Chapter Four

Sawyer

Hayden walked us over to his truck, opening the car door for me. Once we were on the road, those giant nervous moths from earlier suddenly reappeared. I had no idea what to expect next or where we were even going.

Four days ago, you could have found me at home, probably binging The Office with Oreo crumbs sprinkled across my lap. But not tonight. Tonight, I'm sitting in this ridiculously hot man's car, ready for whatever this night has to offer. I've spent too much time living a safe and boring life. It's about time I let myself experience a little adventure. I don't know what is going to happen after tonight. I don't know if the future has any hope for us. But what I do know is that if this is the only night that I ever get to spend with this man beside me, I will be forever grateful for it and have absolutely no regrets.

"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Hayden glanced over at me, placing his hand on my thigh.

"Just thinking how crazy it is that I'm here with you right now."

He started to draw little circles on my leg with his thumb. "That's a good kind of crazy, right?"

I softly giggle, nodding my head. "Of course," I gazed at him as he intently watched the traffic around him. "You know, I was kind of scared to go out tonight. I almost wanted to go back home, but for some reason, that fear I felt wasn't as great as the need to see you again. Even if it was just for a little while at a club of all places."

"Since we're being honest right now..." He spoke in hesitation.

As I looked over to him, my body froze, making up answers to what he was about to tell me before he continued. All of which were not good. "What?" I asked, holding in a breath.

"I wasn't stuck in traffic before I got here."

I felt my heart sink as I let out that breath. "You weren't?"

He shook his head. "No but I might have driven around the city and passed the club a few times before I actually got the balls to park. It's just...I felt something I don't think I have ever felt before a date."

"What's that?" I swallowed slowly, feeling like I was waiting forever for his answer.

"Nervous," It rolled off his tongue, shocking me entirely.

"Wait, you were nervous to see..me?"

"Mhm" He hummed low with a sweet grin. "The second I laid my eyes on you, Sawyer, there was no way I could ever look away. I knew I had to see you again."

My heart started to pound like a drum. "You did?"

"When you started talking to me at the game, and you were nervously falling all over your words telling me you didn't like baseball," He let out a chuckle.
Or me. Yeah, that's when I knew you were different."

"Hey, I never said I didn't like you," I tried to make up for my embarrassment.

Hayden laughed, giving my thigh a comforting squeeze. A calm and serious expression then washed over his face as his eyes pulled me into that irresistible stare. "I was nervous tonight because when I think about you, I get these feelings that scare the hell out of me. We don't even know each other that well, but I knew the second I walked into the club tonight that it would be game over for me." He looked over at me. "And I was right because now that I have you by my side, I don't think I'll be able to let you go."

As Sophie would say, holy shit balls. I smiled, my cheeks quickly heating up. "I'm glad that you didn't lose your balls and you came into that club because the way I feel about you scares the hell out of me too."