Captains Come First
Chapter 11
It was 3am, well 3:07 to be exact. Something wasn't sitting right with James. He couldn't figure out what or why but he couldn't sleep. He heard a vibrating coming from somewhere on the floor. He found the culprit in Heather's jeans pocket. 3 missed calls and two messages. All from 'Spezz'. He looked a bit closer at the picture on her locked screen. It was none other than one of Heather and Jason Spezza.
"What the fuck?" He whispered. Feeling guilty invading her privacy he carefully placed the phone back in her jeans pocket. He turned on the tv in his room to the NHL network. There was a post game interview with Spezza he had got a hat trick that night. What does she see in this guy?' He thought to himself 'he sounds like a typical thick neck athlete and when he laughs like a computer nerd' he laughed to himself. He decided to change the channel and channel surfed to some Ryan Gosling movie. That didn't help much either. He decided to turn off the tv and go back to sleep. He snuggled up next to Heather spooning her. 'Perhaps they're just friends' was his final thought before going back to sleep
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Heather woke up to the rhythmic sound of raindrops against the window. James was still sleeping soundly beside her, slightly snoring with a small line of drool coming out of his mouth. She loved the feeling of waking up next to a warm body. Especially a warm, strong, well toned body like James. Just one of the perks of her job. She reached over to her jeans pocket grabbing her cell phone. She saw that she missed Jason's call. He was in Pheonix which was 2 hours behind. Meaning it was 8am there. Heather sat there contemplating calling him. James was sleeping, why not? She asked herself. She carefully slid out of bed and crept towards the door. Not a sound or movement from James. She crept out the door grabbing a stray Tshirt of James' along the way. Dialling the number, just as she thought it'd go to voicemail, but a very sleepy Spezza answered the phone.
"Morning Angel" he said sleepily into the phone.
"Good morning Spezz" she said brightly.
"See my hatty last night?" He asked like a four year old garnering for his mother's attention.
"I scored them all for you" he said to her.
" I bet you say that to all of the girls." she said with a smile.
"Never." He said to her. "In fact I haven't even really talked to any since the game" he said to her.
"You mean your team specialist didn't give you a celebratory roll in the hay?" She asked him.
"Nah, not really interested." He said to her.
"Sure Jason." She said to him with a laugh. "I know your libido"
"Seriously," he said to her. "Your face was what I thought of after every goal. Well your face and your tits" he said honestly. That was the Spezza she knew.
"That's sweet...I think." She said. "Listen I have to go. I'm at a friends and don't want to be antisocial." She said
"Oh yeah? Which young buck is it today?" He asked her with a smile in his voice.
"I can't tell you that." She said in mock shock. "...okay it's James Neal" she said quietly.
"I officially hate him" he said to her. Heather heard steps coming behind her.
"Gotta go. Talk to you later" she said hanging up before another word was said. She felt James arms around her waist.
"Come back to bed" he said nuzzling her ear pressing his morning wood to the small of her back. He didn't ask her who she was talking to. He figured he'd leave things alone for now.
"Shouldn't we get up and do something with the day?" she asked turning around on the stool she sat on. He slid a hand up the Tshirt cupping her breast as he kissed her neck with light pecks and nips.
"I don't think so." He said picking her up whisking her back to his room. He wanted to make her forget about any other man she'd ever known. The only name on her lips for the next few hours would be James Neal.
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James and Heather were sitting on his sofa enjoying a meal of take out Chinese and Gatorade. The majority of their time had been spent in bed not getting up until 3pm out of hunger. "So do you have any...other friends in the NHL?" He asked her carefully. "
"what do you mean?" Heather asked curiously picking up a piece of broccoli between her chopsticks.
"Well I mean, you said before a friend in the NHL got you the job." He said pushing his chicken friend rice around his plate.
"Yes" she said without answering his question fully.
"So?" He asked looking into her eyes.
"So?" She asked back "Can I ask who?" He said to her.
"Listen James, I really can't talk about this right now." She said looking back down at her meal. "There's some things about me I'm not overly proud of" she said. "I had some wild past...indiscretions" she said popping a piece of of chicken in her mouth.
"Heather...my mother caught us remember? I would think we could share abut then with each other after that." He said laughing
. "Yeah I'm still trying to forget that one" Heather said with a small smile. "I'll tell you when I'm ready? Ok?" She asked him with a pleading smile
. "Ok" he said returning her gaze. Suddenly his phone rang.
"It's the cappy" he said answering his phone. In speaker
"Hey Sid" "James, everything ok? You missed the workout today." Sid's voice came from the phone.
"Yeah, I was just entertaining some company" he said "Some very lovely company" he winked in Heather's direction.
"You with Heather?" He asked
"If you must know, yes. Making up for some lost time the other night when you wouldn't answer your phone and she had to babysit Beau" he added. This enraged Sid.
"You hardly ever skip optionals. Maybe I need to have a chat with Heather."
"You're just jealous she wasn't in your bed last night Sid" James said laughing.
"Just make sure you're on the bus in the morning or certain privileges may have to be suspended." Sid said seriously as Heather stifled a laugh
. "Yes MARIO" he said into the phone jokingly and promptly hung up They both collapsed into fits of laughter. "
"Your eyes are gorgeous" Heather said to James after a few minutes of silence between them
. "Your everything is gorgeous" he said back to her. "We'd make a georgeous baby" he said in a light tone.
"I think we need a few more dates before considering that" Heather said pushing her food around her plate. "Perhaps once my specialist career is over" she joked.
"I'm glad you're our specialist" said James with a smile. "You're a lot of fun."
"What the fuck?" He whispered. Feeling guilty invading her privacy he carefully placed the phone back in her jeans pocket. He turned on the tv in his room to the NHL network. There was a post game interview with Spezza he had got a hat trick that night. What does she see in this guy?' He thought to himself 'he sounds like a typical thick neck athlete and when he laughs like a computer nerd' he laughed to himself. He decided to change the channel and channel surfed to some Ryan Gosling movie. That didn't help much either. He decided to turn off the tv and go back to sleep. He snuggled up next to Heather spooning her. 'Perhaps they're just friends' was his final thought before going back to sleep
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Heather woke up to the rhythmic sound of raindrops against the window. James was still sleeping soundly beside her, slightly snoring with a small line of drool coming out of his mouth. She loved the feeling of waking up next to a warm body. Especially a warm, strong, well toned body like James. Just one of the perks of her job. She reached over to her jeans pocket grabbing her cell phone. She saw that she missed Jason's call. He was in Pheonix which was 2 hours behind. Meaning it was 8am there. Heather sat there contemplating calling him. James was sleeping, why not? She asked herself. She carefully slid out of bed and crept towards the door. Not a sound or movement from James. She crept out the door grabbing a stray Tshirt of James' along the way. Dialling the number, just as she thought it'd go to voicemail, but a very sleepy Spezza answered the phone.
"Morning Angel" he said sleepily into the phone.
"Good morning Spezz" she said brightly.
"See my hatty last night?" He asked like a four year old garnering for his mother's attention.
"I scored them all for you" he said to her.
" I bet you say that to all of the girls." she said with a smile.
"Never." He said to her. "In fact I haven't even really talked to any since the game" he said to her.
"You mean your team specialist didn't give you a celebratory roll in the hay?" She asked him.
"Nah, not really interested." He said to her.
"Sure Jason." She said to him with a laugh. "I know your libido"
"Seriously," he said to her. "Your face was what I thought of after every goal. Well your face and your tits" he said honestly. That was the Spezza she knew.
"That's sweet...I think." She said. "Listen I have to go. I'm at a friends and don't want to be antisocial." She said
"Oh yeah? Which young buck is it today?" He asked her with a smile in his voice.
"I can't tell you that." She said in mock shock. "...okay it's James Neal" she said quietly.
"I officially hate him" he said to her. Heather heard steps coming behind her.
"Gotta go. Talk to you later" she said hanging up before another word was said. She felt James arms around her waist.
"Come back to bed" he said nuzzling her ear pressing his morning wood to the small of her back. He didn't ask her who she was talking to. He figured he'd leave things alone for now.
"Shouldn't we get up and do something with the day?" she asked turning around on the stool she sat on. He slid a hand up the Tshirt cupping her breast as he kissed her neck with light pecks and nips.
"I don't think so." He said picking her up whisking her back to his room. He wanted to make her forget about any other man she'd ever known. The only name on her lips for the next few hours would be James Neal.
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James and Heather were sitting on his sofa enjoying a meal of take out Chinese and Gatorade. The majority of their time had been spent in bed not getting up until 3pm out of hunger. "So do you have any...other friends in the NHL?" He asked her carefully. "
"what do you mean?" Heather asked curiously picking up a piece of broccoli between her chopsticks.
"Well I mean, you said before a friend in the NHL got you the job." He said pushing his chicken friend rice around his plate.
"Yes" she said without answering his question fully.
"So?" He asked looking into her eyes.
"So?" She asked back "Can I ask who?" He said to her.
"Listen James, I really can't talk about this right now." She said looking back down at her meal. "There's some things about me I'm not overly proud of" she said. "I had some wild past...indiscretions" she said popping a piece of of chicken in her mouth.
"Heather...my mother caught us remember? I would think we could share abut then with each other after that." He said laughing
. "Yeah I'm still trying to forget that one" Heather said with a small smile. "I'll tell you when I'm ready? Ok?" She asked him with a pleading smile
. "Ok" he said returning her gaze. Suddenly his phone rang.
"It's the cappy" he said answering his phone. In speaker
"Hey Sid" "James, everything ok? You missed the workout today." Sid's voice came from the phone.
"Yeah, I was just entertaining some company" he said "Some very lovely company" he winked in Heather's direction.
"You with Heather?" He asked
"If you must know, yes. Making up for some lost time the other night when you wouldn't answer your phone and she had to babysit Beau" he added. This enraged Sid.
"You hardly ever skip optionals. Maybe I need to have a chat with Heather."
"You're just jealous she wasn't in your bed last night Sid" James said laughing.
"Just make sure you're on the bus in the morning or certain privileges may have to be suspended." Sid said seriously as Heather stifled a laugh
. "Yes MARIO" he said into the phone jokingly and promptly hung up They both collapsed into fits of laughter. "
"Your eyes are gorgeous" Heather said to James after a few minutes of silence between them
. "Your everything is gorgeous" he said back to her. "We'd make a georgeous baby" he said in a light tone.
"I think we need a few more dates before considering that" Heather said pushing her food around her plate. "Perhaps once my specialist career is over" she joked.
"I'm glad you're our specialist" said James with a smile. "You're a lot of fun."
PLEASE I NEED THIS!!!
11/6/20