Colby chuckled when he heard the sounds of a baseball game blasting from the television as he let himself into Hannah's apartment. The Cardinals were almost always on at Hannah's when the feed was available. She had shelled out extra money for the satellite company's MLB package just so she could watch all the Cardinals games. Colby found her passion for baseball more than a little fascinating. She was generally serene, handling life's little peccadilloes with an equanimity he sometimes envied, but when it came to baseball, it was a different story.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Get some glasses, ump! That was a strike!" she was yelling indignantly at the TV. Colby laughed, and slipped his arms around her to give her a hug. She grinned at him, and hooked an arm around his neck to pull him in for a quick kiss. But just a quick one. After all, the Cardinals were at bat.

"What inning is it?" Colby asked, trying to catch up with the game.

"Bottom of the fifth, Cardinals ahead 4 to 3, Edmonds on first, Pujols on second, and Scotty Rolen's batting," she replied, her eyes glued to the TV. Colby grinned, Rolen was one of her favorites.

Hannah sat up in excitement as Rolen hit a comebacker to the Dodgers' pitcher, then gasped in horror as the pitcher's throw to first base forced first baseman Hee-Seop Choi into an awkward position directly in Rolen's path. "Oh no! No, no! Please, not his shoulder again!" as they watched the Cardinals trainer help Rolen up. Rolen was cradling his arm as he walked off the field.

"That's obstruction!" Hannah bounced indignantly.

"That's not obstruction," Colby said, laughing at the dirty look Hannah threw him. "Choi's just fielding his position!"

"A runner has the right to an unobstructed path to his base!" Hannah declared hotly.

"Yes, but this right is not granted if the fielder guarding the base possesses the ball or is in the process of catching the ball. Choi was definitely in the process of catching the ball. It was an awkward throw. It's not Choi's fault. It's just one of those things, Hannah."

"Hmph!" Hannah started to argue some more, but Colby took advantage of her parted lips and grabbed her for a kiss. Hannah moaned as his demanding mouth possessed hers. His tongue darted in and twirled caressingly around hers.

"You're just trying to shut me up," Hannah murmured.

Colby chuckled softly, "Is it working?"

She grinned, "Not yet. Do it again."

He captured her lips again, licking and nibbling at her lower lip, then slipping his tongue in for a taste of her. He heard her soft whimper of need, and reached to cup her breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling her nipple through her shirt and bra. Her gasp of pleasure gave him some satisfaction. He unbuttoned her shirt, and trailed kisses from her lips, down her neck, to her nipple. He sucked gently on the aroused nipple. Then he burst out laughing as she struggled to jump up from under him, as they heard the crack of the bat when Sanders hit a home run to bring the Cardinals to 7 runs. "You know, if I had a fragile ego, I'd be worried that you're more interested in the game than in my attempts to arouse you." Colby said, still chuckling.

Hannah bubbled with laughter. "Do you want to have something to eat while we watch the game? That way, we'll have more time later... " she wiggled her eyebrows at him. "Grilled bratwursts, just like at the ballpark. And there's beer in the fridge."

He dropped a kiss on her nose. "Sounds good to me. Are the bratwursts on the stove? I'll get them. Just so you don't have to miss any of the game."

She smiled and hugged him. "Well, aren't you a sweetheart? Things must have gone really well at the FBI today!"

"When do the Cardinals come into town anyway? Do you want me to get tickets for the series?" Colby asked as he headed into the kitchen.

"Not for another two and a half months," Hannah replied in disgust, but brightened. "Does the FBI have connections to get tickets to better seats?"

He laughed at her excitement, "I was just going to log on and get them online, just like everyone else."

She sniffed in derision at that, "I already have tickets, thank you very little!"

An inning later, Colby regretted that he hadn't insisted on turning the game off. The Dodgers scored 6 runs to pull ahead of the Cardinals 9 to 7. The pout on Hannah's lips showed no signs of going away, as the Cardinals struggled, seemingly unable to adjust to losing Rolen from the game. Hannah curled into his embrace, apparently needing comfort. By the end of the game, the Cardinals had only managed to pull within one run. The air had gone out of them, and it seemed to have gone out of Hannah too.

Colby cradled Hannah close. He was beginning to get worried at how dejected Hannah seemed, then leaned back in some relief when he felt her reach her arms around his neck as she sighed. "Mmmm," he moaned, as she turned and began to nibble and kiss his neck. "That's better. You'd gone away and I wondered if you were going to come back to me," he murmured into her hair.

"Consolation prize," she said solemnly. Then burst into giggles as he tickled her. It hadn't taken him very long into their relationship to find out that she was extremely ticklish. It made sense, he supposed, since she was easily aroused. He loved her warmth and passion, and was glad to see her coming out of her funk.

She straddled him and unzipped his jeans, needing to get closer. He looked amused and picked her up, then pushed his behind off the couch so she could slide his jeans and boxer briefs off him. She giggled, "How do you do that? You must have really strong quads or something!"

He grinned, "Right now it's the 'or something' that needs attention." Somehow, they got the rest of their clothes off and she was straddling him again.

"Got your condom ready?" Hannah asked, then laughed at his disgruntled expression as he reached for his jeans. They'd already been tossed off the couch. When he had the packet in his hand, she launched herself at his chest, and the momentum shoved him back onto the back of the couch. He wrapped his arms around her waist, as her mouth covered his. Her hips moved restlessly against him as she straddled him, teasing him as she licked and caressed his lips and her tongue dueled with his.

He watched her through a haze of desire as she licked and kissed her way down his chest. She made a detour to lick and suck at his aroused nipples. Then followed his treasure trail down to where he was already standing at attention. She purred a laugh, deep in her throat. Then she curled her hand around the base of his shaft, licking and caressing along the length of the throbbing vein, then circling the head of his shaft. He struggled for control as the sensations threatened to overwhelm him. She slid the condom on as she watched him battle for control. It aroused her to watch him, as need pooled in the pit of her belly with the knowledge of the extent of his desire for her.

She straddled him once more, this time lowering herself slowly on him, slowly as she adjusted to the size of him. She sighed with pleasure as he filled her. She moaned softly as his mouth captured a nipple, and nibbled and sucked on it. She rode up and down on him, his hands on her behind as they guided her. He rode with her, thrusting up as she rode down, slowly at first, then faster as the urgency rose in both of them, until they climaxed. She dropped onto his chest, and his arms wrapped around her. They cuddled, drowsy and relaxed, on the couch in a comfortable silence.

Colby sighed as his cell phone rang. It happened a lot, but Hannah seemed to take it in stride. She snuggled close as he answered it. When he disconnected, she whispered in his ear, "Be careful. I'll see you later." He hugged and kissed her, then reached for his clothes to get dressed.