Kevin & Samantha
Getting a quick lunch on break wasn't always the easiest of tasks, and today proved my point more than I would've liked.
I found a cute restaurant called Yummy House China Bistro, and went in. I didn't have much time, so when the waitress gave me my to-go box and lemonade, I immediately turned around and made a beeline towards the door. But before I could reach it, I slammed into a rather tan, tall man, spilling my food all over his...oh no. All over his white baseball uniform. Wait, baseball?
I looked up into the beautiful green eyes of none other than Kevin Kiermaier, my untouchable crush.
"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I don't have a long break for work and I totally wasn't looking where I was going and,"
"Hey, it's fine. What's your name?" He asked as he helped me pick up the trash.
"Um, Samantha. Are you sure its fine? I could wash your uniform or something. I don't know, I feel like a complete asshole. It's obvious you have to be somewhere," I said, hand on my forehead, trying not to cry my frustrated tears.
Not only would I be late for work, but I could've just made an MLB player late for his game.
"Samantha, take a couple of breaths. I'm okay, I have extra uniforms. Are you okay, though?" He asked as we stood in the middle of the restaurant.
I took a deep breath and forced a smile.
"I'm fine, Kevin. Thank you."
"Wait, you know who I am?" He smirked.
"Of course I do! I'm like, in love with you," I realized what I said after it was too late. What a great day.
"I'm flattered. How about I buy your lunch and we can talk more about your love for me."
"That'd be awesome."
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A/N: What a beauty Kevin is! Great choice, Samantha ;)
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