Luke’s chest tightened, was she seriously going after Grant now? He cleared his throat and played down his unease. “Uh, depends what you mean I suppose, why? What’s up?”

“Okay so hear me out. I was talking to Harper today about the reunion and I explained the whole Bret thing and how you’d offered to go with me and she now feels like a bit of a third wheel since she and I were going together. I was thinking if Grant isn’t doing anything maybe he could go as well and be her pseudo-date?” The other end of the line was silent, “Hello?”

Luke let out a long sigh of relief, he wasn’t sure why he’d been so jealous lately. He’d always been protective of Bridgette but over the last few years his protectiveness had developed into feelings and desire. He’d be crazy not to notice how beautiful she was, she had blossomed into a confident and successful woman but he also didn’t fail to notice how sexy she was. He not only noticed her curves but he noticed the way her body moved. The sensual sway of her hips, the curve of her neck into her collarbones. He’d suppressed the feelings for a while now…mostly out of fear. Fear of losing her, fear of destroying their relationship, fear of just not being good enough for her.

“Yeah I’m here, sorry. I think it’s a great idea actually. I’ll find out if he’s busy that weekend, I’m sure if he’s not he’d be down to come along.”

“So what’s his deal by the way? Is he still single?” Bridgette climbed the stairs to her apartment ready for a much needed shower.

“He is, he’s had a bit of a bad breakup with his ex so I think he just needed some down time. He’s a good dude Bridge, he’ll be a gentleman don’t worry. What are you doing by the way? You sound like you’re about to pass out.”

“I just ran up the stairs to my apartment. I went to Harper’s first boot camp class this morning at 7am and let me tell you after last night it was a nightmare. Afterward I felt great but my god I thought I was going to die so many times throughout the class. What about you? Don’t you have a softball game tonight? You guys going to Shanahan’s after?”

“I just got home from the gym, you’re such a lightweight you know that?” He laughed remembering how many times in college he’d spent the night before a big football game drinking into the early morning hours. “We have a game in Wicker Park, same field as last week. It’s a 6, you coming? I’m sure we’ll get drinks after.”

“Of course I’ll be there, who else is going to heckle you and call out all your bad pitches.” Her voice became muffled as she struggled to take over her sweaty sports bra.

“You getting strangled over there?” Luke laughed.

“Sorry just trying to peel my very sweaty sports bra off of myself while keeping the phone in my hand. Success!”

Luke couldn’t help but flash back to images of her full breasts from last night, the way they strained against the lace of her unlined bra had his mouth watering in seconds and his dick to become very aware of the situation. Before it became too much of a situation he shut it down, “Okay well on that note I’m almost home myself so I’m hanging up to jump in the shower myself. I’ll see you tonight.” He quickly hung up and rushed into the elevator of his building.

Thoughts of a soapy and wet Bridgette were in his head. Before he knew it he was imagining the water cascading over her breasts in torrents, hitting her nipples and then falling to the ground. He wondered what it would be like to lick one of those nipples as he hands explored the soft curves of her ass. He ran his hands gruffly over his face, “Fuck!” The elevator door opened and he rushed into his apartment stripping as he headed for the shower.

He leaned forward placing his hands on the shower wall letting the hot water run over his head and shoulders. He couldn’t shake these lustful thoughts he was having, he reached between his legs and grabbed his already firm cock, stroking it gently. His hand began to pump faster as images of Bridgette flooded his mind, images of her delicate hands running over his chest, her soft lips against his neck, her hand reaching down and wrapping around him. That was all it took before he groaned loudly, completely coming undone. He instantly felt guilt and shame for imaging her in positions and ways that he had no business imaging, but he couldn’t seem to help himself.

The bleachers were already pretty full when Bridgette arrived to the field. She spotted Harper waving at her wildly and maneuvered her way through the fans. “Here I grabbed you a beer already.” Harper said as she handed it to her friend. Bridgette took a long sip as she settled into her seat.

“Thank you! Is it just me or are the crowds at these games getting crazier?” She asked as she wiped the foam off her upper lip and looked around at the many faces she didn’t recognize.

“Yeah it does seem that way but I think it’s because they’re playing the most popular team in the league tonight. Apparently people just can’t get enough of the over 30 softball league.” She said with a smirk. The girls laughed and chatted about the rest of their day.

Bridgette looked around over her shoulder to make sure nobody that knew Grant was lurking before she leaned in to tell Harper about her chat with Luke earlier today. “Soooo,” she said as she placed her hand on Harper’s thigh and lowered her voice. “I spoke with Luke today about Grant and he is still 100% single and he said he was sure he’d be more than willing to go as your date to our reunion. You can thank me later after you guys have two kids and a third on the way.” She patted her friend’s leg confidently and took another long swig of her beer. Harper couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh god!” she said as she let her head fall back on exasperated laugh. “Well thanks for asking and I hope you didn’t put some stupid idea into Luke’s head that this is anything more than just me not being a third wheel.”

“No, no he knows it’s not like that, I just wanted to make sure he was still single and find out if he had plans is all. We can all talk about it at Shanahan’s tonight, you’re coming out after right?” Harper nodded in agreement as she drank the rest of her beer and the girls launched into cheers and hollers for their friends.

The game was a close call but the guys pulled it off and won their 10^th straight game. Grant and Luke grew up playing baseball together, first on little league and then through high school and even college. In the last few years they had since switched over to softball and joined their most recent team The Windy City Mavericks and led them to several victories.

“Cheers to another win! Pretty soon it will be the championship!” Luke toasted as everyone raised their glasses and whooped and yelled their praise. The guys slapped each other’s backs and bro hugged like they’d just won the World Series rather than a local softball league game. Bridgette smiled as she watched Luke with his teammates, she loved how excited and invested he was in his team. He always made everyone on the team feel valued and very much part of the success of the team.

“Luke’s looking pretty good in that uniform huh?” Harper couldn’t help but poke fun at her friend. Bridgette just slowly shook her head and turned around on her bar stool.

“Oh yeah, he’s looking like grad A meat, and what about Grant huh?” She wrapped her arm around Harper’s shoulders as she spoke. “Just imagine ripping that jersey open, buttons flying everywhere as she throws you on the bar top and ravages you.” Harper couldn’t help but feel her cheeks warming as a pink flush crept up her neck. She swatted at her friend and rolled her eyes but if the truth be known she wouldn’t say no to an opportunity like that with Grant. Just then the guys both turned to look at the girls as if they knew they were talking about them causing both girls to blush and burst into laughter.

“So let’s talk about this reunion road trip ladies!” Luke clapped his hands together, rubbing them vigorously as he approached the table. “I say we go all out, limousine and tuxes, you gals in slutty dresses…whaddya say?” He pulled out his best and boyishly charming smile. Even when Luke said stupid shit like this Bridgette couldn’t help but melt a little inside when he pulled out that smile.

“Yeaaaah this isn’t prom so let’s not do that but I say we make it a good time for sure. We can rent a car? Are you guys going to get a room at the hotel the reunions at?”

Luke interrupted Bridgette, “Bridge we can take my Range, no need to rent a car and why not just stay at my parents? They have plenty of room now that we’re all out of the house and my mom would be pissed if she knew you were in town and didn’t come over. You guys ok with all of that?” Everyone voiced their agreement. “Great! So next Saturday meet at my place at 8am and we’ll head out. Now let’s get some more god damn beer over here!” Luke shouted as he slapped the table.