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it.”
    “Great. See you all later.”
    Trevor led her outside to his car. There were several people hanging outside near the fences.
    “Do you mind waiting?” he asked.
    “Not at all.”
    He went over and spent fifteen minutes signing autographs and taking pictures. She liked that he took the time. Many athletes didn’t. A lot of the rookies did, because they wanted to establish themselves. But once fame hit, many felt they didn’t need their fans any longer.
    Garrett and Gavin had lingered, too.
    She liked this about these athletes. It showed class that they cared about their fans.
    When Trevor was done, he picked up his bag and led her back to his car.
    “Are you hungry?”
    “Actually, yes. I thought I’d grab a hot dog and beer at the ballpark, but the game was so intense I never took the time.”
    He smiled as he pulled out of the parking lot. “It was a pretty intense game, wasn’t it?”
    “Yes. A good game, too. You played very well.”
    “I did, didn’t I?”
    She stared at him, and then he winked at her. She laughed.
    “I never know when you’re giving me a hard time.”
    “Good to know.”
    He took a turn and headed onto the highway. It was dark. A lot of the restaurants had to be closed by now since it was almost eleven.
    “Where will we eat? At home?”
    “Probably. I don’t feel like crowds tonight. But I thought we’d pick up a pizza.”
    “Oh, pizza sounds good.”
    “What kind of pizza do you like?” he asked.
    “Any kind. My favorite is sausage, though.”
    “Sausage it is.”
    He pressed a button on his car. The center display called a place named Imo’s. He ordered the pizza and hung up.
    “It’ll be ready when we get there.”
    “Convenient.”
    In twenty minutes, they’d swung by and picked up the pizza and headed back to Trevor’s house. Haven was starving by the time they got inside, especially after smelling the pizza.
    “You’re going to love this,” he said as he laid the box on the counter and grabbed plates.
    “What would you like to drink?” she asked.
    “Water’s good for me.”
    “For me, too.” She fixed two glasses of ice water, then they grabbed seats at the breakfast bar. He had opened the box and the pizza looked glorious. He helped her scoop hers onto the plate.
    “Best pizza around. Trust me on this,” he said.
    “Right now I’m so hungry I’d eat the cardboard box. But the pizza smells great.” She took her first bite, and had to admit Trevor was right. It was excellent pizza. She ate a lot of it, too, until she couldn’t stuff another bite in her mouth. She pushed back from the counter with a grunt.
    “I ate too much.”
    He laughed. “I ate way more than you.”
    “You’re bigger than me. You burn a lot more calories than I do, too. I’m so going to regret this.”
    “You were hungry.”
    “I was, but that’s no excuse to eat that much this late. Now I’ll be awake all night.”
    “Come on,” he said, grabbing the now-empty pizza box to take to the trash. “Let’s go walk it off.”
    “Great idea.”
    She put on her tennis shoes and they headed outside. The night was clear, a little cool, but she didn’t mind that at all. The brisk weather would help clear her head—and maybe help her digest. They strolled down the long driveway and outside the gate.
    She understood the privacy, the allure of this neighborhood. There were only six houses on his side of the street, all as big and as sheltered as Trevor’s. No one was out and about this late at night, so it was like the two of them were entirely alone as they walked. She wasn’t sure she’d go out on her own, but then again the neighborhood was secured by a guard and a gate.
    “Do you get out and walk along here much?”
    “Not really. I have the gym inside the house for exercise. But the weather’s nicer now, so it’s good to get some fresh air.”
    They took a long walk, too, as there were more houses in the neighborhood than what she’d originally seen when