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"I told myself if Sidney shows up here then I plan on leaving with him. But you were persistent in my staying that I couldn't tell you I had already booked my flights home."

"Flights?"

"Yes, flights. I couldn't get on the direct flight from Paris to Pittsburgh. I flew into New York then to here." CiCi drew her body closer to Sidney as they lay on their bed. After the cops had left the pair dragged CiCi's bags up to the master suite where they fell into each other's arms and collapsed on the bed together.

CiCi was about to explain her adventures back to the U.S. when Sid sat up abruptly and cursed. "What?"

"I told Rob I would meet him for dinner. I completely forgot. And I had groceries in the truck. Probably spoiled now."

"It's okay, go meet him. I'm going to fall asleep. I'm exhausted. I literally haven't slept since yesterday morning."

"I won't be long. Want me to bring you something? There is absolutely no food in the house."

"Then yes. Surprise me." She fell back against the pillows and smiled up at Sidney. He was watching her drift to sleep before he leaned over and kissed her softly.

"I won't be long, I promise." Her eyes were already closed when he said this.

"Mmhmm," was the response he got. Sid climbed out of bed gingerly, closed the bedroom door behind him and called Rob.

"Hey, can we do it tomorrow?" Sid asked.

"I don't care. I've got nothing until I leave Friday for home."

"Okay, CiCi showed up as I was coming home from the grocery store. Wasn't expecting it. She will probably tag along tomorrow."

"Sounds good to me."

"Same time, same place."

"Cool. See ya," Rob said and Sid hung up. He decided he'd make CiCi dinner, but had to go back to the store to get supplies. The thought of going back to the grocery store irked him, so he chose to order something instead.

*****
CiCi woke several hours later to the sun setting and the glow of the bedroom lamp prominent in the room. She looked around the bedroom, one she was ready to live in full time and smiled. On the dresser in the large walk-in closet Sidney had a framed photo of the two at Maria's wedding.

She climbed out of bed and searched for her suitcases, when she noticed that all of her things were arranged in the closet alongside his suits. She searched through drawers and found fresh clothes she could change into after a quick shower in the gigantic walk-in shower in the master bath.

She found all her half used toiletries and inwardly thanked Trina for seeing to it that all these little items made it to the house and were unpacked. She knew Sid didn't have time to take care of all of it, but his parents practically lived with him from the start of the first round of playoffs until the end of the season.

She turned on the shower, stripped out of her clothes and found a towel in the linen closet. She wanted to hurry so as to not be in the shower when Sidney returned. What she wasn't expecting when she turned around in the shower was Sidney standing in the bathroom with a little smirk on his face.

She decided to give him a little show, slowly running her soapy hands along her curves and up to her breasts. She watched as the smirk slowly disappeared and Sidney look lustful. He worked quickly, throwing off his t-shirt and pushing his gym shorts off his hips. He had the glass door open and CiCi pushed up against the stone wall in no time. Her legs wrapped around his hips, fingers dug into his hair as his lips connected with hers.

"You're perfect," Sid whispered along her neck, the hot water beating against his back.

"I love you, you little voyeur," CiCi moaned, "how long have you been watching me?"

"I just walked in to see if you wanted to eat."

"I guess I could take a little nibble out of you," she said. He grunted and pushed against her, his hard on dangerously close to her warm center.

"I meant real food. But on second thought I'd rather just fuck you."

"Then what are you waiting for?" CiCi murmured and pulled him closer as he did just that.

*****
Thirty minutes later, the pair were cleaned, changed, and settled at the kitchen island with plates of reheated chicken and pasta in front of them.

"I still can't believe you're here," Sid said as he watched CiCi take a bite of chicken. She chewed slowly, smiling at him.

"I can't believe you are eating again." Sid looked down at his plate and felt his ears warm. "You didn't go."

"We are going tomorrow. You can come with. I wanted to get ahold of the airline to get you tickets to Minnesota and L.A."

CiCi couldn't hold back the smile on her face. This man in front of her was unreal. "I'm going with you?"

"You came back for me. Of course I'm taking you with me." He said this with such conviction that CiCi felt no guilt for leaving France.

"So I finally get to meet Taylor."

Sid nodded through a bite of food and said, "And she is very excited about this."

"Then L.A. Why?"

"Anonymity. I can get around there without being recognized too much and I don't have to worry about speaking a foreign language. Plus I'll be starting my training out there with Andy."

"Ah I see. I'll be left alone to my own devices."

"Just for a few hours in the mornings. You'll most likely sleep through it. Unless you want to tag along?"

"Eww, workout like you workout? I don't know about that. I can work on my tan though. So we will be living in hotels all summer?"

"Just in California. In Canada we will be in my house there."

"You're spoiling me. What about that awards show? You're up for major trophies," she looked at Sid who didn't realize she knew what he was nominated for. "That's right. I know you're nominated for MVP Crosby. I looked it up. And you won the most points award already."

"It's in Vegas, now this is going to sound weird. I am due in Vancouver the day before the awards show because they are honoring the Olympic team. My plan was to fly up there then meet my family in Vegas. You can go with me, or you can go spend the couple days I'm in Vancouver in Vegas with my parents and sister."

"Ah, decisions, decisions. Do I need an answer now? You've quite spoiled me as it is with changing flight plans for the next week."

"I guess I can give you until this weekend to decide."

"Spending two days with your family without you is what I am leaning towards."

"Done. Taylor will be so happy to have someone else besides my parents around."

"After Vegas where are we going?"

"Cole Harbor. So pack your passport."

"Is this how it will be every summer for us?" CiCi asked after several minutes.

Sidney instantly felt concerned. "Are you second guessing all of this?"

"No! Oh God no! I'm excited. I just feel bad that you are footing the bill," CiCi shrugged her shoulders. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever consider making enough money to spend every summer traveling around.

"Will you stop! I feel bad enough that you're changing everything about your summers just to be with me all the time."

"I'd follow you to the moon and back." She pushed some of her chicken around avoiding Sid's face.

"I would too babe," Sid assured.

*****
"That dress is perfect!" Taylor squealed three weeks later as she watched CiCi model a hot pink sleeveless number made of lace and a pencil skirt.

"You don't think this is too much?" CiCi turned in the mirror and faced Taylor and Trina. The ladies were wandering the Las Vegas strip looking for outfits for the following afternoon's awards ceremony.

"Absolutely not. It's gorgeous and at the same time practical. You could wear it again as I am sure you'll get more involved with team events," Trina reasoned.

"Plus you look hot in it and Sidney will be drooling over you and not caring that he took a hattie at the awards ceremony. And it's from the designer's 2012 runway show so it's half off!"

"Half off of a lot of money." CiCi looked at the tag and was impressed to see the dress was reasonably priced for her moderate bank account. "Okay, I was expecting like over $500. I can handle $200. But shoes will have to be crazy cheap!"

"And Sid just texted me to say that we have the luxury of using his credit card."

"Taylor!" Trina started.

"When did he give you his card?"

"What? He left it with me at graduation because he knew CiCi wouldn't take it to use. He said to get whatever shoes you are comfortable in, but you definitely need that dress."

"How does he know I need this dress?"

"Because I snapped a photo of you and sent it to him. He said you look gorgeous." CiCi felt the familiar blush on her cheeks. But she also liked knowing that Sidney didn't shy away from talking about her to his family.

"Alright, I'll get the dress. But I am paying for it!" CiCi marched back into the dressing room to change.

"I just can't believe you didn't pack a dress," Trina said through the partition.

"I didn't think I'd actually go to the awards ceremony! I thought I would just hang out poolside until the show was over then meet you guys for dinner." CiCi came out in her regular clothes with the dress slung over her arm.

"CiCi, when are you going to get it through your head that you are so unbelievably important to Sidney. Of course he wants you there," Trina explained.

"You don't care that I am sitting with him do you?" Taylor asked.

"Oh God no! I prefer not putting our relationship out on display like that. Those who are important to us know, the entire hockey world doesn't need to. Not that we are hiding, we just like the privacy."

"It helps that Pittsburgh seems to adore you," Trina stated.

"I hope they do."

*****
Sidney collapsed against the bed in his room and pulled out his phone to call CiCi. He knew she was with his family, and hoped she was having a good time. He was happy knowing that she and Taylor took a quick liking to each other. Taylor's approval counted almost more than his parents'.

He listened to the ringing when finally she answered. "Hello?"

"Did you get the dress?"

"I did. I paid for it myself too."

"You're so stubborn."

"I let you buy me a pair of Jimmy Choos that were completely overpriced to my liking."

"I'm sure you still got some sort of bargain on that dress too?"

"You spoil me, but I still recall how to shop on a budget."

"So how expensive are we talking on this dress?"

"Why?"

"I want to know if I can rip it off you."

"I'll let you unzip me out of it, but I would like to wear it again if you don't mind." Sid laughed, he expected that. CiCi wasn't one to throw away money on overpriced items and he admired her for that.

"Is it weird that I miss you? I just saw you this morning," CiCi said.

"I miss you too. It's not weird. What are you doing right now?"

"I was reading a book. Your parents took Tay to Cirque de Soleil."

"Why didn't you go?"

"It didn't interest me, plus they got the three tickets as a graduation present back before I came back from France."

"Ah gotcha."

"I saw the honking ring you got there. How much does that sucker weigh?"

"Ha, it's not quite as large as our Stanley cup ring, but it's close. Where did you see pictures?"

"Online. Keepin' tabs on you."

"Some of the guys were razzing me about you. Thank God Chris was there to back me."

"What do you mean?"

"Not believing you exist since you didn't come with me again. I told them you'll be at the awards show tomorrow."

"What are you doing the rest of the night?"

"Mm, just relaxing here. Talking to you is my plan."

"You're not going to go out and party? Come on Sid!"

"You're in freakin' Vegas and you aren't going anywhere."

"Touché. But that is because my hot ass boyfriend is hundreds of miles away right now."

"Your hot ass boyfriend is a stupid, stupid man."

"Why?"

"You should have come with me. So I could show you off some."

"Eh, I'll let you show me off a little tomorrow."

"You could show off for me now, I mean. If you want," Sid winced. He was bad at this and he sensed CiCi knew this.

"What?"

"We have FaceTime. We could, you know..."

"Sid, are you trying to tell me you want to have phone sex?"

"Ugh, you'd think a year together I could not be so awkward."

"Baby, are you embarrassed?" Sid didn't say anything, instead groaned and sighed into the phone. "Awe, you are!"

"Seriously, why am I so awkward?"

"I don't know, but I find it completely adorable. What are you wearing?"

"Ci, we don't have to. I'm not any good at it."

"What are you wearing Sidney?"

"Ah, my suit pants and undershirt. What are you wearing?"

"Oh my night shorts and tank top." CiCi glanced down at her attire and smiled. She knew he got excited when she would wear those shorts.

"Mm, I want you to begin by slowly removing your clothes one piece at a time. I'm taking mine off too." CiCi didn't know why, but she actually did what Sidney told her to do.

"Are you naked?" Sid asked, his voice deeper and much sexier than just minutes before. She whispered a soft yes.

"Good. I want you to rub your breasts, feeling each nipple get harder as I talk to you." CiCi ran her free hand along her abdomen to her exposed breasts and twisted her nipples, making them hard. Her breathing hitched and she felt herself instantly respond.

"Do you feel how hard your nipples are getting?" Sid asked as his own hand brushed against his stiffening member.

"Yes," she breathed, her eyes closed. She imagined her smaller hands were really Sid's larger ones.

"Good. Now use one of your fingers and tell me if you're wet." CiCi trailed her fingers back down her body to the juncture between her thighs. She didn't respond, instead slipped a finger deeper inside of herself.

"Ci? Are you wet for me?"

"Mm, yes."

"How do you feel when I tell you to feel yourself?"

"I'm wishing my hands are yours as I twist my nipples and slip a finger deep into my pussy."

"Do you want me to touch myself?" Sid had been somewhat, but he wanted her to tell him what to do.

"God yes!" She moaned. Sid gripped his cock in his hand and stroked it slowly as he listened to her heaving breaths. Every now and then she would moan into his ear.

"I'm getting so hard thinking about you touching yourself."

"You like knowing in fucking myself wishing it was your big, fat cock." Sid was taken slightly aback by CiCi's choice of words. And he had to admit it was hot.

"I wish you were here to straddle me. I can see your tits bouncing as you ride me. I love when you throw your head back as you come all over me." CiCi moaned at the image Sid was painting and felt her orgasm building.

"Sidney! You loser! What the fuck are you doing?" Someone shouted through his locked hotel room door, startling Sid mid-stroke.

"Ah fuck!" Sid groaned.

"Came so soon?" CiCi panted.

"No. Fucking Subban is pounding on the door. Hold on." CiCi listened as he put the phone down, shuffled around his room and shouted through the door to hang on a minute. Because she was on the phone she couldn't hear exactly what was being said, and after several minutes she started to lose her little buzz.

"Hey, sorry about that," Sid said in a very Canadian accent.

"The moment is over," CiCi said.

"What? No! Baby, weren't you feeling good?"

"Yeah, but it's been too long now."

"I'm sorry!"

"No don't be. Just be prepared to give me what I want tomorrow night."

"Oh, and what's that?"

"The best orgasm of my life!"

"Oh, feisty!" Sid laughed as he heard CiCi groan.

Notes

Ah I love awkward Sid! And how these two can't seem to get enough of each other!