As her eyes drifted closed and sleep overcame her, she saw Ronin in the stars. A warrior. A saint. A savior.

“Friends. Just friends. Baseball... baseball...”

“Ronin had tried desperately to be smart about it all. He really, really tried. …”

“His hand grazed her inner thigh as he shifted the manual transmission into reve…”

“He wanted her. Sweet Jesus, he wanted her. But he had realized in that very mom…”