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Tyler was wide awake when the team's plane landed in Dallas, while the majority of his teammates were woken up by the landing. Jamie glanced over at Tyler. "Did you sleep at all?" he asked.

Tyler shook his head. "Nah, I'll sleep later," he shrugged. It wasn't a lie. He would sleep later, but not until he got to see Savannah. He knew it was crazy how much he wanted to see her, but he pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he pulled out his phone and texted her. Just landed, let me know if you're up or if you just wanna meet for coffee tomorrow.

He didn't have to wait long for a response. I'm waiting for you outside :)

He re-read the text a few times, making sure he read it properly. She was outside? He texted her back, wanting some clarification.

Tyler: What do you mean you're outside?

Savannah: Jamie drove you, so I thought I'd pick you up so I can see you sooner.

Tyler: You're seriously here right now?

Savannah: Don't sound so shocked. There's other wives and girlfriends here!

Tyler: I'll be there in a minute!

Tyler picked up his pace a little bit before Jamie called out his name. Tyler turned his head to see what he wanted. "Dude, I know you're in a hurry, but you gotta wait on me if you want a ride."

"Savannah is picking me up," Tyler told him.

"Damn, your girl is here? She must really like you," Jamie said with a smile.

Tyler couldn't help but return the smile. He had given up trying to hide the fact that he was really into Savannah, and she was the only woman that could put a smile on his face after a night of not sleeping and no sex. "Don't miss practice!" Jamie called after him, and Tyler just waved him off as he took off to find Savannah.

He picked her out immediately from the group of significant other and family members picking up his teammates. She had a small smile on her face as his eyes found hers, and he pushed past Adam Cracknell's wife and new baby to her. He didn't care if his teammates were watching, he put a hand on each side of her face and gave her a huge kiss.

When he finally separated from her, he smiled and kissed her forehead before saying, "What are you doing here?"

They turned around to get out of the crowd and to her car as she answered, "I thought my text explained it. I wanted to see you sooner rather than Jamie drive you to his place and then you drive home. Besides, Alex has some surprise waiting for Jamie, so it was better that you didn't go to his place," she added.

Tyler almost pressed for more information on what was waiting for Jamie, but he decided against it as he put his arm around her. It felt natural that she was picking him up from a road trip, even though they had only been dating for a very short period of time. Things may have been moving quickly, but it felt right.

"Let's go home," he said, fighting back a yawn, but Savannah caught him.

"Let's go get some sleep," she told him.

"I think we've got things to do besides sleep," he said as they reached her car. He hesitated getting inside. "Can I drive, please?" he asked.

She looked over at him. "You don't trust me driving?" she questioned.

"Just humor me and let me drive," he said. He didn't want to argue with her, but he also wanted to get home and not be terrified he was going to lose his life along the way. He was surprised she didn't argue and instead handed him the keys. "Thank you," he said sincerely.

She climbed in the passenger seat next to him, and he reached over and grabbed her hand. She glanced at their hands before looking over at him. "How was your trip?" she asked him.

"Long," he responded. "I’m glad to be back home," he continued as he drove down the empty streets. "I'm glad you came tonight," he added.

"I thought about not coming," she admitted. "I talked to Alex about it. I thought it might be too much. I mean, I don't know if you really wanted the guys to see me there."

Tyler looked over at her. "Please, they're all jealous," he grinned. He moved his hand so it rested on her leg. "How's your leg feeling?" he asked.

Savannah shrugged. "It's okay, doing a little better," she told him. "There's still some bruising there. But, I can walk now without it being painful."

"You need to be more careful at work," he said. He noticed the look she was giving him, and he decided to back off. "What time do you have to go in tomorrow?"

She looked at him curiously. "Normal time, probably around 8:00 or so. Why?"

"Just wondering how much time I have with you," he said. Savannah bit her lip but didn't say anything. She looked out the window as he picked up the speed. He got back to his place in record time and almost forgot his bag in the backseat until Savannah reminded him. He went back to the car and grabbed his bag and then ran up the stairs to catch up to Savannah.

They got to his door, and he unlocked it, allowing her to walk inside first. He dropped his bag right inside the door, kicking it shut behind him. He then walked over to Savannah, placing both hands on her face, and kissing her on the lips. He smiled against her, saying, "I've missed that."

"Didn't get any girls on the road?" she joked.

He glared at her, not even responding, and she knew she shouldn't have said that, especially since they had fought about her going out for a drink with Liam while Tyler was on the road. She started to open her mouth to say something, but he cut her off with another kiss. "I’m sorry," he apologized, something that confused Savannah.

"You're sorry?" she asked, tilting her head to the side when she looked up at him.

"For getting all clingy and jealous on the road. For becoming a girl," he told her.

She hit him on the chest. "Hey, don't lump all girls together as being clingy! I am not clingy," she argued.

He laughed, grabbing both of her wrists and holding them away from his chest. "I never said you were. I said I was clingy," he corrected her. "I don’t know what's wrong with me, I'm not usually like that," he said, moving her hands to her sides but still not letting go of them. "I just saw the picture, and I saw you with him, and…I guess I just wished it was me and not him. But, that's not how I usually am. I don't get jealous."

"You liiiiiiike me," she said in an imitating voice with a smile on her face. Tyler shook his head, his cheeks turning a slight shade of pink as he looked down at the ground. "Admit it, you liiiiiiiiiike me," she continued.

He laughed as he lifted his head to look at her. "Yes, I like you. And I'd like you better in my bed right now," he told her, bringing her hands to his chest once again.

"I think we can make that happen," she said with a smile as he leaned in and kissed her. He put his hands around her waist, lifting her up, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her easily to the bedroom, kicking his door shut behind him. He was thankful his dogs weren't around right now so there was no chance of getting interrupted with Savannah tonight.

Instead of putting her down on the bed, he pushed her back up against the wall as his hands went to support her ass. Her hands were in his hair as he continued to kiss her. "Bed," she mumbled against his skin. He did exactly as told and got her over to the bed and crawled on top of her.

He lifted up her shirt, kissing her stomach and then pressing kisses further and further up until he'd reached her bra. She lifted her upper body off the bed enough to assist him with undoing it, leaving it to him to get it off of her completely. He pulled her shirt up over her head and then followed with her bra, throwing it on the floor.

She was about to get his clothes off of him, but he was in more of a hurry and sat up so he could get naked. She watched him, eyeing each article of clothing he took off and threw behind him. She propped herself up on her elbows, a smile forming on her lips. "Like what you see?" he said jokingly.

She bit her lip. "Oh yeah," she said, grinning at him.

"Good," he replied, moving back to her body and pulling her pants and underwear off of her with one quick motion. He leaned over her to get in his bedside drawer and got a condom. He ripped it open with his teeth, and Savannah continued to just watch him, happy he was clearly in a mood. He was already hard, and she knew it wasn't going to take much to get him off.

While he was getting the condom out of the package, she took the opportunity to give his dick a couple of strokes with her hand. "Shit," he muttered as he got ready to put the condom on. She stopped touching him just long enough to allow him to put it on, and she didn't even argue about getting on top when he lined up with her. He slid in easily, and she knew he wasn't going to think much about her needs when it was clear he was horny and just needed to get off. She'd give him shit for that later, but for now, she wanted to help him any way she could.

He slid in deep pretty quickly, and she inhaled sharply. He stopped long enough to make sure she was okay, and when she bucked her hips up, he knew she was ready for him to keep going.

She realized she had been right when less than two minutes later, he was already coming, while she wasn't quite to her peak yet. He collapsed on the bed, and she knew she wasn't going to orgasm tonight. Instead of complaining, she leaned over and kissed his chest before laying back down on the bed.

"God, I've missed you," Tyler said as he laid there, trying to catch his breath.

Savannah chuckled. "You just missed getting laid."

"I missed getting laid by you," he corrected her. He reached over and pulled her close to him, and she turned onto her side and curled into his body. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

After a few minutes, Tyler broke the silence. "What are you thinking?"

"This is nice," she said softly.

"What, my body?" he joked.

She rolled her eyes, though he couldn't see her. "Just you being here."

He gently ran his fingers over her back. "I like you in my bed," he told her.

She was quiet for a few moments and then said, "I have to tell you something, Ty."

He pulled away just enough so he could look down at her. "You breaking up with me?" he asked, half-jokingly.

She shook her head. "No, but I do have to tell you something, and you have to promise not to overreact like I know you're going to want to do."

He looked at her curiously. "No promises. What's going on?" he asked, sitting up in bed.

They were both still naked, but he didn't care. He did grab a blanket to pull over her.

She inhaled deeply, which worried Tyler more. "We have a new plan to catch Bartholomew and Junior."

"Okay, that's good, right?" Tyler asked, shifting his body around.

She nodded her head. "Yeah, we need to catch them."

"That's not all what you wanted to tell me," Tyler said.

"I'm going undercover to catch them."

Tyler stared at her for a moment before sitting straight up. "You're not putting yourself at risk like that," he stated, leaving no room for argument.

She sat up, holding the blanket close to her naked body. "Sorry, Ty, but you don’t get to make that call, and it's the best shot we have. We know where they're going in next week, and I'm going to be there."

"No, you're not," he argued.

"Tyler," she began, but he cut her off.

"Savannah, you're not going under cover. I won't let you."

It was those words that really set her off, and Tyler could see it in her eyes. She was furious he was trying to control her, but really he just wanted to keep her safe. "Don't you dare try to tell me what I can and can't do. That's like telling you that you can't go and score in your next game," she said, her voice raising with each word.

"Please, going undercover against murderers is a little different than scoring goals," Tyler scoffed.

"Look, I knew you weren't going to like this," she began.

"Not going to like this?!" Tyler exclaimed. "No, I fucking hate this because it's a dumb fucking idea!"

"Stop yelling at me," she said in a calm but low voice.

"Well stop acting like an idiot and look out for your own fucking safety," he said, his voice not lowering at all. He watched as she got out of bed, gathering her clothes off of the floor, and he knew he had taken it too far, but he couldn't hold back now.

"I can take care of myself, thank you very much," she said, putting her shirt back on and then her pants. "Stop acting like a pretentious asshole," she countered as she walked out of the bedroom.

"Savannah, stop," Tyler called after her, following her down the hallway.

"No, you stop, Tyler. I could have easily not told you, but I decided to let you know before I went undercover."

"Yeah, because there's a chance you don't come out alive," he pointed out.

"I'm better at my job than that." She crossed her arms over her chest. He was standing there completely naked, but her eyes stayed on his.

"I'm not doubting you. I'm saying you don't know what those lunatics will do."

"Well have a little faith in me," she said, turning on her heel and heading towards the door. Tyler knew she wasn’t going to stay the night, and as frustrated as he was and how much he wished she would just get back in bed so they could go to sleep, he knew there was nothing he could say to get her to stay tonight.

She opened the door, and he didn't know what to say, so he didn't say anything. Instead, he let her walk out of his place without trying to stop her. And as soon as he heard the door slam behind her, he knew he had made a huge mistake.

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