Begin Again.
Chapter 13
I sat in the passenger seatof Tuukka's car, my knee bouncing nervously. We were on the way to Milan and Brittanay's Superbowl party and I was going the meet the other WAGs . I was terrified they wouldn't like me or see me as a puck slut. I understood where they would get that assumption from, I mean relationships weren't supposed to come out of one night stands. I knew that many people would doubt our relationship and it was up to us to prove them all wrong.
"Nervous?" Tuukka asked me once we approached a red light. I looked at him, then my bouncing knee, then back at him before answering.
"Isn't it obvious?" He sighed and reached over, pressing my knee down with his hand to keep it from bouncing. I fought back and continued bouncing anyways, causing him to roll his eyes and place his hand back on the wheel.
"Relax, " he said calmly, eyes focused on the road. "You'll be fine, I promise."
I ignored him and turned away to look out the window. I saw myself in the mirror, realizing that my French braid across my crown was becoming a little loose, but it still looked cute. My hair was straightened so it went down pastry breasts, and I wore a Patriots jersey and some jeans. Erika said it made me look "sexy as hell" but it really didn't. Erika was going to be at the party today, too. Her and Brad were a thing now, they were always hanging out or sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet someplace secret; and whenever I saw them together they rarely ever came up for air.
"Why are they having a football party anyways?" Tuukka asked me suddenly. "Like, most of them are Canadian and barely even follow the sport." I shrugged, agreeing with him.
"It's an American tradition, I guess." He pursed his lips and pulled over, parking in front of Lucic's apartment.
"We're here." He mumbled as he took the keys out of the ignition. I groaned, not wanting to be meet th other WAGs qnd be judged by them. Tuukka leaned over and kissed my lips softly, almost as if he was scared to break me. It startled me a little but I loved it, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back and feeling that current I'd never get bored of. I wanted to fuck him right there and then, because we still hadn't, but he pulled back. "We gotta go," he whispered, pressing his forehead to mine. I nodded slowly and kissed him one last time before wegotout of the car and walked in.
"Ohmygod, Hi!" Britt squealed and jumped into me, hugging me tight and jumping around. "I'm so glad you could make it!"
"I'm glad I could too!" I said, giggling a little. She pushed us inside and closed the door, revealing the party to us. Right in front of the door was the living room, where I giant TV was mounted on the wall and the majority of guys sat, holding beers in their hands and scarfing down chips, laughing and having their eyes glued to the screen. To the left there was a closed door which led to the kitchen, as Brittnay told me,and that's where the WAGs were. I heard a gasp come from the crowd of men and Brad emerged, his arms lung lazily around Erika's shoulder and beer in his hand.
."Steph!" He exclaimed and pulled me into a bro hug. "You guys!" He yelled out to the crowd, grabbing everyone's attention."This is Tuukka's girl Steph, a.k.a the girl who introduced me to the love of my life!" The guys yelled out a bunch of 'woo!'s and Brad planted a giant kiss on Erika's mouth,causing everyone to cheer loudly.
"My boy's in love!" Seguin exclaimed, placing a hand over his heart. Britt looked at me, saw the embarrassment on my face and dragged me away into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry about them," She mumbled and pushed the door open, revealing all the WAGs sitting around the kitchen table. I gulped nervously and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Hi," I squeaked. Thy all looked at me. "I'm Steph."
Britt slung her arms around my waist and pointed at me. "Tuukka's girlfriend."
They all smiled when the realized who I was, saying thi gs such as "oh!" And "it's so nice to me you!" And "I love your hair!" As thy stood up and hugged me. They introduced themselves and were so nice, all smiling and looking happy to see me. The one I really clicked with was this blonde woman named Sheena Boychuk, Jonny's wife. We sat and conversed for a little, chatting and laughing and telling stories. They all seemed so sweet and Tuukka was right when he said I had nothing to worry about. They all seemed to like me and found Tuukka and I perfect for each other, even though our relationship started from a one night stand.
A few minutes later Madonna's half time show was coming up, and I helped Britt finish making the dip so she wouldn't miss it.
"My mother was a huge Madonna fan," She explained to me. "I basically grew up listening to her. I nodded and smiled, not knowing what growing up listening to your mother's music would be like. I looked down to see what she was mixing in the dip and noticed the rock on her finger.
"Is that..." I gasped and pointed at her left hand. She nodded and smiled, giving me a closer look. "It is!" She whisper yelled. "I can't believe I forgot to tell you. He proposed last summer and were getting married in July." I smiled ather, pulling her into a hug.
"Aw, Britt. I'm ao happy for you!" I exclaimed.
"Thank you," She beamed, leaning in closer to me. "Ill send you guysa formal invatation later, but you and Tuukka are invited." She gave me a wink and headed back out into the living room. Motioning me to grab the bowl of chips. Me and Tuukka going to a wedding together? The thought of it seemed beyond perfect.
I walked out and placed the chips in the counter, getting stuck in a giant frenzy of full grown men trying to scarf them down. I escaped the crowd and saw Tuukka sitting on the sectional, sipping his beer and having no interest in chips whatsoever.
"Is this seat taken?" I asked him, sitting down on his lap. He chuckled and kissed my cheek, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Having fun, babe?" He asked me. I nodded quickly, not being able to stop smiling. Everyone made their way back to the TV, all laughing and talking quietly. They drank their beer and ate their chips and watched Madonna strut her stuff, some guys looking at her weirdly.
Everyone here liked me it seemed, they accepted me for who I am and supported me. There was no drama here and everyone was like a giant family, and I felt content and comfortable. I looked over at Tuukka, the man who had swept me off my feet when I least expected it and turned my life around. He was my boyfriend and my best friend, and because of him I had this new family and friends. His beautiful blue-green eyes watched the TV, his arm securely around my waist, his mouth that had kissed me so many times and spoken some of the nicest things anyone had ever said to me. I decided right there and then that I loved this man, and I would never, ever let him go.
"Nervous?" Tuukka asked me once we approached a red light. I looked at him, then my bouncing knee, then back at him before answering.
"Isn't it obvious?" He sighed and reached over, pressing my knee down with his hand to keep it from bouncing. I fought back and continued bouncing anyways, causing him to roll his eyes and place his hand back on the wheel.
"Relax, " he said calmly, eyes focused on the road. "You'll be fine, I promise."
I ignored him and turned away to look out the window. I saw myself in the mirror, realizing that my French braid across my crown was becoming a little loose, but it still looked cute. My hair was straightened so it went down pastry breasts, and I wore a Patriots jersey and some jeans. Erika said it made me look "sexy as hell" but it really didn't. Erika was going to be at the party today, too. Her and Brad were a thing now, they were always hanging out or sneaking out in the middle of the night to meet someplace secret; and whenever I saw them together they rarely ever came up for air.
"Why are they having a football party anyways?" Tuukka asked me suddenly. "Like, most of them are Canadian and barely even follow the sport." I shrugged, agreeing with him.
"It's an American tradition, I guess." He pursed his lips and pulled over, parking in front of Lucic's apartment.
"We're here." He mumbled as he took the keys out of the ignition. I groaned, not wanting to be meet th other WAGs qnd be judged by them. Tuukka leaned over and kissed my lips softly, almost as if he was scared to break me. It startled me a little but I loved it, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back and feeling that current I'd never get bored of. I wanted to fuck him right there and then, because we still hadn't, but he pulled back. "We gotta go," he whispered, pressing his forehead to mine. I nodded slowly and kissed him one last time before wegotout of the car and walked in.
"Ohmygod, Hi!" Britt squealed and jumped into me, hugging me tight and jumping around. "I'm so glad you could make it!"
"I'm glad I could too!" I said, giggling a little. She pushed us inside and closed the door, revealing the party to us. Right in front of the door was the living room, where I giant TV was mounted on the wall and the majority of guys sat, holding beers in their hands and scarfing down chips, laughing and having their eyes glued to the screen. To the left there was a closed door which led to the kitchen, as Brittnay told me,and that's where the WAGs were. I heard a gasp come from the crowd of men and Brad emerged, his arms lung lazily around Erika's shoulder and beer in his hand.
."Steph!" He exclaimed and pulled me into a bro hug. "You guys!" He yelled out to the crowd, grabbing everyone's attention."This is Tuukka's girl Steph, a.k.a the girl who introduced me to the love of my life!" The guys yelled out a bunch of 'woo!'s and Brad planted a giant kiss on Erika's mouth,causing everyone to cheer loudly.
"My boy's in love!" Seguin exclaimed, placing a hand over his heart. Britt looked at me, saw the embarrassment on my face and dragged me away into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry about them," She mumbled and pushed the door open, revealing all the WAGs sitting around the kitchen table. I gulped nervously and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Hi," I squeaked. Thy all looked at me. "I'm Steph."
Britt slung her arms around my waist and pointed at me. "Tuukka's girlfriend."
They all smiled when the realized who I was, saying thi gs such as "oh!" And "it's so nice to me you!" And "I love your hair!" As thy stood up and hugged me. They introduced themselves and were so nice, all smiling and looking happy to see me. The one I really clicked with was this blonde woman named Sheena Boychuk, Jonny's wife. We sat and conversed for a little, chatting and laughing and telling stories. They all seemed so sweet and Tuukka was right when he said I had nothing to worry about. They all seemed to like me and found Tuukka and I perfect for each other, even though our relationship started from a one night stand.
A few minutes later Madonna's half time show was coming up, and I helped Britt finish making the dip so she wouldn't miss it.
"My mother was a huge Madonna fan," She explained to me. "I basically grew up listening to her. I nodded and smiled, not knowing what growing up listening to your mother's music would be like. I looked down to see what she was mixing in the dip and noticed the rock on her finger.
"Is that..." I gasped and pointed at her left hand. She nodded and smiled, giving me a closer look. "It is!" She whisper yelled. "I can't believe I forgot to tell you. He proposed last summer and were getting married in July." I smiled ather, pulling her into a hug.
"Aw, Britt. I'm ao happy for you!" I exclaimed.
"Thank you," She beamed, leaning in closer to me. "Ill send you guysa formal invatation later, but you and Tuukka are invited." She gave me a wink and headed back out into the living room. Motioning me to grab the bowl of chips. Me and Tuukka going to a wedding together? The thought of it seemed beyond perfect.
I walked out and placed the chips in the counter, getting stuck in a giant frenzy of full grown men trying to scarf them down. I escaped the crowd and saw Tuukka sitting on the sectional, sipping his beer and having no interest in chips whatsoever.
"Is this seat taken?" I asked him, sitting down on his lap. He chuckled and kissed my cheek, wrapping his arm around my waist. "Having fun, babe?" He asked me. I nodded quickly, not being able to stop smiling. Everyone made their way back to the TV, all laughing and talking quietly. They drank their beer and ate their chips and watched Madonna strut her stuff, some guys looking at her weirdly.
Everyone here liked me it seemed, they accepted me for who I am and supported me. There was no drama here and everyone was like a giant family, and I felt content and comfortable. I looked over at Tuukka, the man who had swept me off my feet when I least expected it and turned my life around. He was my boyfriend and my best friend, and because of him I had this new family and friends. His beautiful blue-green eyes watched the TV, his arm securely around my waist, his mouth that had kissed me so many times and spoken some of the nicest things anyone had ever said to me. I decided right there and then that I loved this man, and I would never, ever let him go.
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