Sullivans 06 - Let Me Be the One

been hit with the kind of adrenaline he used to get when he was pitching a shutout.
    “Still a lady killer, huh?” she teased.
    He shrugged. “There were a couple of events I needed to back out of this week.” It wasn’t Felicia or Janey's fault that they’d never measure up to Vicki, so he’d tried to let them down easy.
    She raised an eyebrow. “Events? This is me, Ryan. You were breaking dates with women who probably really like you. And you were only doing it because of the situation I dragged you into.” She shook her head. “I know if we’re supposed to be dating it doesn’t make sense for you to be going out with anyone else, but I feel really bad about you having to break things off with them.”
    “Don’t. It was nothing serious with either of them.”
    “Just hot sex, huh?” Her words made it sound like she was joking, but her expression wasn’t quite all the way there.
    In any case, he couldn’t answer her question when his brain was unable to even think about touching another woman when he was around her.
    “Seriously, Vicki, I’d much rather spend time with you.”
    She blinked up at him a couple of times before saying, “I always knew I could count on an old friend.”
    Ryan knew that was all he’d ever been to her. A friend. But after the kiss he’d given her had confirmed everything he’d ever wondered about how it would be if she let him be more than just a friend, it was damned frustrating.
    The buzzer at the gate rang and he let the delivery person in. Ryan had never wanted to live behind a fence, but the last couple of times they’d won the World Series, things had gotten out of hand to the point that he’d actually been glad he had an extra level of security.
    The delivery boy looked as though one word from Ryan would make him faint. “Mr. Sullivan, I’m your biggest fan.”
    All Ryan wanted was to be alone with Vicki. Reminding himself that she’d be here for at least the next week, he took a few minutes to talk baseball and sign an autograph and let Vicki take a picture of the two of them.
    When he’d closed the door and was heading over to the kitchen island to set out the boxes, she was smiling at him. “No wonder you’re everyone’s hero,” she said softly. “You couldn’t have been nicer to the valet and then to that boy. I never realized just how much work it must be for you to be so good at what you do.” Before he could respond, her eyes went wide at the white take-out boxes that were covering a good deal of his kitchen counter. “Do you think you got enough food?”
    He slid onto a bar stool and passed her a fork. They always used to eat straight out of the cartons. “You say that now, but you’ll be giving me a hard time about eating the last spring roll soon.”
    She pulled up a bar stool and speared some lemon chicken. “Why don’t you just hand over that carton before you scarf them all down?”
    For a moment, as they mock-fought over the spring rolls, it felt like nothing had changed.
    Nothing except the fact that he could barely look at her without losing his breath.
    Vicki had always been pretty, and he’d been attracted to her from day one, but the years had turned her from a cute teenager into a shockingly beautiful woman.
    One he could barely keep his eyes—or hands—off of.

Chapter Four
     
    In an effort to keep his hands to himself, Ryan grabbed a couple of bottles of beer from the fridge and handed her one. When both of them took a good long slug from their bottles, he got a couple more and put them near the boxes of food.
    “Now that we’re finally together again,” she said, “I need you to fill me in on everything I've missed about your life.”
    Ryan had always been more comfortable coasting in the middle of a family full of loudmouths rather than talking about himself. “Life is good,” he said, even as that faint sense of dissatisfaction tried to rear its ugly head.
    He had everything. Maybe not as much as his brothers and sisters who were so in love and building new lives, but that didn’t mean he had the right to sit around and complain.
    “I’m still planning on playing baseball for as many years as my arm will let me, hanging with my family, enjoying my new niece.” He pulled out his cell phone and showed Vicki the pictures of the baby he’d taken at the party. “Chase and his wife, Chloe, had Emma a few weeks ago.” He couldn’t have been happier for his brother, who had already practically taken more