Ben just shook his head and looked at his watch on his tan wrist. “Hey, I have to get going. I’ll see you after the game.” He grabbed his baseball bag, stood up in the truck bed, and helped me to my feet. He jumped out of the truck and then turned to catch me. I stepped over the truck gate and stood on the bumper. Ben placed his hands on my hips and easily lifted me into his arms. I wrapped my legs around him, and he carried me around to the passenger side of the truck. Still holding me, my legs wrapped tightly around him, Ben pushed my body against the truck door and slowly slid his hand down to my behind. He flexed his hand, gently massaging my behind as he stared into my eyes. “Alexandra Thompson, you are beyond beautiful, and you were beautiful when I first met you, and you ar
