Daddy's Babygirl

Playing against Jack did have it’s perks. He guarded me the whole time and we had fun chirping.

“you can’t play hockey. You are just an enforcer like your dad!” I smirked, Jack knew I was joking and didn’t really mean it.

“well the only reason you’re allowed in this league is because of your name!” I rolled my eyes, it wasn’t the first time I’d heard it.

“wow come up with something original will you?!” I pushed him.

“l’m not fighting my girlfriend.”

“come on you always said it didn’t matter on the ice. I was just another guy and if it came down to it you’d fight me.” I pushed him again and threw the first punch.
“
you’ll regret this later babe.” I knew exactly what he meant, and it was a small price to pay for fighting him on the ice.

We ended up both needed stitches and I had a concussion, from getting punched in the head.

“Jackson…I’m sorry. I never meant to give you stitches. I still have to hold my own out there.” Jack just stood there and smirked.

“baby it’s fine. But you do know that after the game is payback time right?” I nodded.
“
yes Jack I’m well aware of your payback. Just don’t hip check me so hard next time?” I flirted a bit.

“promise.”

We went back on the ice for the remainder of the game. We won, thankfully, by a goal but at least we won. Jackson and I went out for a drink with a few guys from each team.

“don’t think you’re getting out of my payback.” He whispered.

“didn’t plan on it babe.”

We excused ourselves and went to my apartment that I shared with Levi. Levi was still out with some of the boys. I laid on my bed and Jackson started kissing my neck, and started down to my stomach, before ticking the hell out of me. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I hate you.” I was breathless by this point.

“come on babe you know I had to get my revenge.” I pouted.

he knew how ticklish I was and took full advantage every damn time. Basically, what it came down to, Jackson Cooke was exactly like his father on and off the ice. He was the enforcer on the ice and the prankster off the ice. Honestly my dad hated I was dating a hockey player. He knew that some cheated, but I also knew Jack. I knew that Matt Cooke would kick his ass if he pulled anything like that. I wish my family wasn’t so competitive. And that Parker, Levi and I wouldn’t be compared to each other and our dad’s.

Notes

Congrats to Marc and Lindsay on the birth of their daughter, Anna Veralyn Staal. :) so happy for them and finally a girl Staal!!!