You've been back from college for a few months now. You've barely gotten used to the town again after so long. You loved watching games. Although you mainly went to watch Frankie play baseball with the rest of the team. He was your dad's best friend, but staring didn't hurt, right? It's not like he'd actually be interested in someone who's younger than him twice.

After the game was over he saw you alone, trying to order an Uber but the signal at the field was pretty bad. He walked up to you and offered a ride. You took it, because why wouldn't you? He was the definition of a gentleman and that was part of why he seemed so attractive to you. Boys your age just didn't cut it.

He opened the door for you, offered his hand to help you up the truck and drove calmly through the dimply lit streets. He was hungry, so he stopped for tacos. He would always pretend to forget you were older now and wouldn't buy you a beer. But in reality, he just didn't want you to get into the habit.

You two spent the night talking, catching up and enjoying the rest of the night. He eventually took you home and due to the beer that was pretty much still in his system, asked for your bathroom. He parked his truck and you let him in. Once he was out, you offered watching a movie, like old times.

Reluctantly he accepted, until one thing let to another and maybe through some mixed signals his lips ended on yours.