Chapter Thirty Seven
“SID!!!” I yelled at the TV as I watched as he took a puck to the face on the last day of March, “No, no, no, no, please be all right,” they pulled Sidney off of the ice, a towel shoved in his face. Uncle P was helping him off the ice with the trainer, I brought my knees to the chest and stared at the screen with shock, “Sid.”

There was a knock on my apartment door, I sighed, pulled myself away from the TV and walked over towards the door, opening it to see Jonathan standing there.

“Hey Kayla,” he said as he just let himself into the apartment.

“What are you doing here, Jon?” I smirked as he plopped down on the couch and placed his feet on the coffee table.

“Kaner was bothering me.”

“So you came to bother me?” I giggle as I shut the door, walked over towards the couch, stepped over Jonathan’s legs and plopped on the couch next to him.

“What’s going on?”

“Crosby took a puck to the face against the Islanders.”

“No shit! Just now?” he asked and I nodded my head.

“You ready for Detroit tomorrow?” I asked about his home game tomorrow.

“Most definitely, we got this.”

“Ok, Captain Serious,” I smiled and looked towards Jonathan.

“So what’s the deal between you and Crosby? I’m guessing because of your Uncle, you’ve met him,” Jonathan said and I looked at him and sighed.

“Oh I’ve met him,” I said and shook my head, “It’s nothing, it was a long time ago.”

“Fall for that Crosby smile that every girl in Pittsburgh seems to do? Did he hurt you?” Jonathan asked and I looked at him, tried to give him the best smile I could as I patted his leg and went to stand up, but felt arms around me and I was pulled back down, “Kay.”

“It’s nothing, Jon, it was a long time ago,” I said and Jonathan looked at me.

“He broke your heart, didn’t he?” he asked and I sighed and shook my head, “Then what?”

“I broke his,” I breathed and then stood up and headed for the kitchen, wanting to get something to drink.

“What?!” Jonathan asked as he followed after me, “That’s a story I need to hear!”

“No you don’t,” I said as I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and then threw one to Jonathan. I walked back into the living room, sat on the couch and continued watching the game on TV.

“Hey Kayla,” Jonathan called as he walked back into the living room, took a swig of his beer and leaned against the wall, “Do you want to have sex?”

I was in the middle of taking a swig of my own beer when he asked that, I couldn’t stop myself, I spit it up and started coughing, “What?!”

“No, I’m serious,” he said and then grabbed a rag from my kitchen walked over towards me and threw it at me so I could clean up the mess.

“Hey you kidding me? Did Kaner put you up to this?!” I asked and Jonathan smirked and shook his head.

“Come on, Kayla! It’s been long time for both of us-“

“It’s been what- A week for you?” I asked and Jonathan laughed, “I saw you bring home that girl the last time we went to the club.”

“Ok, so I have needs. When was the last time for you?” he asked and I rolled my eyes, “Come on Kayla, no one has to know about it! Just sex!”

“Just sex? Like that movie ‘No Strings Attached’?” I asked and Jonathan nodded his head, “No!” I said as I stood up and started to walk towards the kitchen to wash the rag of the beer.

“What? Why? Come on, I know girls have needs too,” Jonathan said as he followed me, “We’re friends, right?”

“Jon, we are friends, but I’m not going to be your booty call,” I said and Jonathan took a step closer to me and I was back against the counter.

“Why? I’ll be yours if you be mine,” he smirked and I rolled my eyes.

“Jon,” I said as I placed my hands on his chest to push him back, but I felt his hands on my waist and he planted me against the counter, “Stop.”

“Kay, hear me out,” he said as he got closer, “Let’s just try it once, no one will ever know.”

“Just like the movie?” I asked and he nodded his head, “You do realize that in every single one of those movies, they end up falling for each other.”

“Just like the first half of the movie,” he said and I laughed.

“No, because if you fall for me, I’m-“

“Whoa! What if you fall for me?” Jonathan asked and I rolled my eyes.

“I won’t,” I said and Jonathan smirked.

“Well let’s just see about that,” he said as he cupped my face and was close to me.

“Wait!” I said and he paused, “Say we do this- We ‘try’ this- No one will find out?” I asked and Jonathan shook his head.

“No one will know.”

“Oh, I’m going to hell,” I breathed as I leaned up, finished the gap and pressed my lips against Jonathan’s.

-Jonathan-
“Fuck Mckayla, you made me bleed!” I breathed heavily and looked at the scratch marks on my back in the mirror.

“Sorry,” she laughed from the bed and I looked over towards her and saw she was wrapped in her sheets, “You didn’t say the safe word,” she teased and I rolled my eyes and walked over towards her, climbed onto the bed, on top of her and pressed my lips against hers.

“You know Kaner always wondered what it would be like to fuck you,” I said and she rolled her eyes, “Too bad he’ll never know.”

“No one will ever know, Jon,” she said and I nodded my head, “This was a onetime thing, understand?”

“What? Did you not enjoy it?” I asked confused.

“Oh no, the bite marks on my thighs beg to differ,” she said as she giggled, leaned up and
pressed her lips against mine.

“So why do we have to stop?” I asked and she sighed and laid back onto the bed under me.

“Because, if we keep it up, someone will find out,” she said and I sighed, she was right.
I looked towards the clock and saw that it was almost six, we had a game tomorrow at noon, ‘…One more…’

I started to pull down her sheet and kiss the skin that was showing, “What are you doing?”

“If we’re not going to do this anymore, I’m want one more in for the night,” I said as I started to nip at her side, feeling her fight with herself about arching her back, “Come on Kayla.”

“God, you’re just as bad as Kaner,” she breathed as I felt her fingers in my hair and pulled it a little as I lowered to her waist line.

“Never thought I’d be this good, huh?”

“Guess the world doesn’t know the real Jonathan Toews,” she breathed and I smirked and glided my fingers against her thighs and to her core, feeling that she was already wet again.

“You might say to stop Kay, but your body’s not.”

“Fuck you, Jon,” she growled as she sat up, pushed me back and climbed on top of me.

“If you insist.”

-Mckayla-
‘…Ow, ow, ow, fuckin’ Tazer…’ I thought as I slowly walked to the bathroom to get ready for work, my hips and back were hurting me.

I showered, letting the warm water hit my skin, trying to hit the sore places that were caused by last night. I finished doing what I needed to do in the bathroom and then walked back into my room, saw the distress of my sheets, rolled my eyes and walked over towards my closet.

When I walked up this morning, I was alone, I didn’t think anything of it, Jonathan had left early this morning because he wanted to be home before Patrick woke up. I wondered how he was going to play today since he was really tired this morning.

I dressed in skinny jeans, my Blackhawks communications polo and then my heeled boots, that was the dress code for work and I loved it. I left my hair down and curled it, grabbed the crystal necklace that I got for my birthday a few years ago. I threw on my metal bangles and then my hockey charm bracelet that Uncle P got for me my eighteenth birthday. I sprayed my body spray, grabbed my phone that was charging on my nightstand, saw that I missed a few calls from Uncle P and some texts from Geno and Kris.

‘…Wonder what’s up…’ I thought as I opened the texts and saw that they both were telling me the same thing, Sidney broke his jaw. I don’t know why, but my stomach dropped and I wanted to cry because I felt so bad for him. I didn’t hate Sidney, wasn’t really mad at him, I just wanted to protect myself and not be around him, ‘…Poor Sid…’

I texted Geno and Kris back telling them that I saw the hit. I texted Uncle P saying that if the reason he called was about Sidney, then I knew. I took a deep breath before I grabbed my things, left my apartment, headed towards my jeep and went to work.