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who was settling into the booth, and felt a wave of nerves hit me.
    Weird.
    Nothing made me nervous.
    I cleared my throat and tried to play it cool.
    “So, how was the rest of your week?”
    Sam picked up a menu and handed it to me before picking up her own. “Pretty good. Yours?” she asked.
    “Class was alright,” I responded as I opened my menu. “Practice was really good this week.”
    “When does your season start?” Sam asked.
    Before I could respond the server came over to get our drink order.
    “Pacifico, please,” Sam said.
    A girl after my own heart.
    “Make that two,” I put in. “It starts on Sunday, actually,” I said, responding to her earlier question.
    “Oh.” She smiled. “I didn’t realize it was that time already. This year has been going by really fast.”
    “Tell me about it,” I replied before thanking the waiter when he put down our beers.
    “You guys ready to order?” he asked.
    Sam ordered the chicken fajitas and I ordered the same, except with steak.
    It’s like she’s reading my mind!
    “So,” I ventured. “Do you ever catch a game at school?”
    Sam tucked her hair behind her ear and took a swig of her beer before responding.
    “I haven’t been in a couple years, but I like baseball.”
    “I’d love it if you could make it,” I said. Suddenly I was worried that I was coming across like a douche, so I continued, “I mean, it’d be cool to see you there.”
    Sam smiled at my attempt to cover up my original statement.
    “Maybe,” she replied vaguely.
    Damn, this girl liked to keep me on my toes. I couldn’t help but enjoy the fact that she made me work for it. She didn’t just roll over when I expressed interest in her.
    I caught Sam watching me as I pushed my hair back out of my face. I smiled wickedly at her, hoping the look in her eyes meant that she found me as attractive as I found her.
    Our food came before I could say something about it, and when the moment passed I decided to let it go. I’d find a way to bring up our attraction later.
    We both started building our fajitas, and I noticed how long and delicate her fingers looked. I lost myself a moment as I thought of those fingers running along my body.
    Sam said my name and I realized that she’d been asking me a question.
    “Huh?” I asked, unsure of what she’d asked.
    “Can you pass the salsa?” she repeated with a laugh.
    “Sure,” I said absently as I passed it over to her.
    Shit, I was horny.
    “Ummm, so, what are you planning to do after graduation?” I asked, trying to distract myself from her capable hands by stuffing a fajita in my mouth.
    “I want to be a teacher,” she responded before delicately taking a bite of her food.
    I bit back a groan as I pictured her wiping a blackboard with her hair in a bun and sexy little glasses on her face.
    I needed to stop before I jumped her in the middle of the restaurant.
    I cleared my throat and asked, “What do you want to teach?”
    “Art,” Sam responded. “I’d really like to teach elementary school students, but I’ll take anything I can get.”
    She tucked her hair again, and I couldn’t help my gaze from following those fingers as they secured the dark strands behind her ear.
    “What about you?” she asked. “I know you said that you don’t think you could go pro, but do you think you’ll give up the game all together?”
    “No, I love the game, and I know I’ll always have baseball in my life one way or the other. I’m just not sure how yet,” I responded truthfully. “I don’t know what’s next.”
    Sam just nodded slightly and continued to eat. I couldn’t tell if she was turned off by my lack of after-college plans or just hungry, but the rest of the meal was pretty quiet.
    When the bill came, Sam started to reach for it, but I beat her to it.
    “I’ve got it,” I told her.
    “I don’t expect you to pay for me,” Sam argued.
    “Sam, I asked you to dinner, so I’m going to pay for it.”
    Sam considered