"I don't even know how this works," Lacey whispered to herself. She was at Adam's baseball game, and she didn't even know what was happening.
Lacey smiled whenever she saw Adam's number. Number 22, it was his all time favorite number.
Lacey cheered when she saw the ball that he hit go over the fence. He had won the game! She ran off of the bleachers, and discovered that Adam was coming towards her too.
"You look good in my clothes," Adam smirked. It was true, she was wearing his jersey and she looked amazing. Lacey looked down and blushed then she jumped into his arms.
"My lucky little 22," Adam smiled. He wanted her to come to every game. He wanted to hold her in his arms forever.
