One Time // Anthony Rizzo
He was feeling brave and she was feeling lonely.
It was only supposed to happen once, but neither of them could let go.
He needed to focus on baseball, but all he could think about was her and the way she was still there when he woke up the mornings, the way she smiled at him before she left, and the way she left him wanting more.
She needed to focus on journalism, but all she could think about was him and the way he held her tight, the way he stole glances at her, and the way he always drifted back into her mind.
CAUTION MATURE CONTENT (•)