But that explains why she came home in a foul mood. She even asked me to fire you! Oh, she wasn't serious, just peeved. But she got over it fairly qui...kly, judging by today. In fact, she wound up singing your praises as an editor this weekend."Do you have any aspirations to becoming Cora's boyfriend? I'd appreciate honesty please."Gene started to say no, but stopped, uncertain. "I'm not sure what I think about that," he said at last, wondering why he didn't just say no. "I don't know how I feel. We hadn't met, so he couldn't have picked me out of the crowd, even if he'd tried. But I knew he was going to be my date, and that he was the catcher.So I watched him, the whole game. He was very self-assured, out there. Kind of ran the game, when his team was on the field. He seemed almost like a coach, talking to the pitchers, calming them down when they got wild and walked somebody, or gave up an extra-base hit. Both of the Frederick guys who pitched in the game looked like they were about. Stella sauntered to the bar, her hips swaying in a most provocative manner. Sara watched the two, carefully deriving information from the body language of the pair. He downed his drink and lightly pushed Stella away, clearly not wanting to be bothered. Stella flashed him a cold look and said something that made him glance in Sara’s direction. He grinned and limped to where she sat. Her heart pounded in her chest, as her anxiety grew. His eyes were cold, steel-blue, sandy-colored hair, long. I ran down the stairs my heart was racing hadn't met this guy before only seen photo's of him on a friends phone. I opened the door & i wasn't disappointed he stood there in his jeans & t-shirt with his toolbox looking all rugged & manly with a gorgeous smile on his face. I asked him in & could feel his eyes surveying me as were mine on him,i showed him to the kitchen & offered him a brew which he declined so i asked him cheekily if there was anything else i could get for him,he looked me up &.