She Has My Heart
Chapter 1
I quickly unlocked the door to my apartment anticipating seeing my girlfriend after a few weeks. I heard the TV playing as I walked in. I threw my keys on the end table and hung my jacket on the back of the chair. I walked into the living room and my eyes fell upon my beautiful girl. She was lying on the couch, curled up with her brown hair tasseled across the pillow that her head was resting on. I realized that she was sleeping. I reached for the remote on the coffee table and turned off the replay of the earlier Pittsburgh Penguins game. I set the remote back down and gently nudge her shoulder. She stirred and opened her eyes.
“Hey. Great game, baby.” She whispered as she stretched out.
“Thanks babe, but we lost.” I explained to her.
“But you got that great goal in the first period.” I didn't have the heart to tell that it didn't count. She sat now sat up on the couch so that I could sit next to her. "I’m sorry I missed the rest of the game, I tried.” She leaned in to give me a kiss.
“It’s fine. I know you had a long day.” I told her. She had classes then drove an hour to be here. “Come on let’s go to bed.” She stood up and yawned. I decided to scoop her in my arms and carry her to the bedroom.
“Jordan!” she screamed and flew her arms around my neck. I laid her down on my bed and kissed her passionately on the lips then left her to change out of my suit. She had pulled the covers down while I was changing so I crawled under the blankets and cuddled next her. She snuggled her head into my chest. “I missed you.” She said.
“I missed you too,” I kissed her forehead. Especially when I’m on the road. We shortly fell asleep.
I awoke in the morning to her lips pressing mine. What a lovely wakeup call! I kissed her back and rolled over so that I was on top. I quickly glanced at the clock, 5:28. Great we have time before I have to leave for practice. I had hoped to show her how much I loved her last night but we were both exhausted. It probably would have been a disaster. This is better any way. After we did it in the bed, we took a shower and did it there. God she was so beautiful! I dried her off and she left me to get ready for practice. So I took a real shower this time. I got dressed and walked the short distance to the kitchen. I discovered her in one of my t-shirts standing by the stove cooking me breakfast. I was turned on by the sight of her. “Good morning baby.” I kissed her neck then spun her around to meet her lips.
“Good morning. Do you want apple or orange juice this morning?”
“Apple but I’ll get it.” I kissed her cheek
“Can you pour me a glass as well, please?” she asked and I easily reached for the glasses out of the cupboard before grabbing the apple juice out of the fridge. My girl had the little grill running and was making French toast with scrambled eggs and bacon. She always makes me this meal the first night she stays over, which is about once every 3 months or so.
“How’s school?” I asked her when I sat down at the island to eat.
“Stressful. Glad it is Easter break.” She replied and I didn’t ask her anything else. I knew this was her get away from it for the weekend.
“What would you like to do tonight?”
“Spend time with you.” She turned around and smiled at me.
“Stay in or go out?”
“Surprise me!” she then set a plate full of food in front of me and soon joined me with her plate.
“This looks delicious! Thank you!” I kissed her before we both ate.
“You’re welcome, sweetie,” We chit-chatted over breakfast. “What time do you think you’ll be done today?”
“I think around 12 or 1. Want me to pick up and we’ll go to a late lunch?”
“Sure babe.” I glanced at the clock again. It now read 7:11. I kissed her goodbye. “Have fun at practice! Tell the guys I said hi!” she smiled at me. She was so sweet. I kissed her one last time before leaving for 8-o-clock practice.
I arrived there about 20 minutes to 8. I parked the Cadillac near the gate and proceeded to the locker room.
“Morning guys!” I greeted them. There was Sidney Crosby, Max Talbot, Tyler Kennedy, Kris Letang, Marc-Andre Fleury, Evgeni Malkin, and Pascal Dupuis. “Lys says hi.”
“Did she wait up for you?” Sid asked me.
“No, she was asleep on the couch. I walked into the replay of the game and immediately turned that off.” We laughed. “But no worries she woke me up at 5:28 this morning.” I smiled big.
“What did you do at 5:30 this morning?” Max teased with me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I told him but they all knew what happened. Lys and I have been together almost a year now. Unfortunately I do not know if I will be able to spend our anniversary together. Now that you mention it, I don’t know if I’ll be able to attend her college graduation. We are definitely going to the playoffs but I’m not sure of the schedule yet. So we will have to wait and see. I shook the thought out of my head and finished getting ready and met everyone on the ice at 8.
Practice was long and tiring but I couldn’t wait to take my baby out to lunch! I called her before I left the arena to tell her I was on my way. She said she’d be ready. And she was when I pulled up she ran out of the apartment. She wore her ballet flats, dark wash jeans with a greens shirt and a pink camisole underneath. It was a just the being of spring so she wore a purple American Eagle hoodie. She sat in the car and leaned over to kiss me before I pulled out on to the street.
“Hey darling, how was practice?” she asked.
“It was long and tiresome but good!” I replied.
“Aww I’m glad. How are the guys?”
“Good…Max was giving me a hard time.” She laughed.
“Oh Max, always the joker,” I thought for a moment.
“Come to think of it, I think he was the Joker from Batman this Halloween.” Lys started howling.
“Oh that’s right he was!” She remembered the party we attended at Mario’s. We shortly pulled into Panera Bread to go to lunch, one of Lys’ favorite restaurants. “Do they have Cream of Chicken and Wild Rice soup?” she scanned the menu. “Aww man.” She ended up order the pick two, Frontega Chicken Sandwich and Chicken noodle soup with a baguette. I ordered the pick two as well but the Sierra Turkey with a Greek Salad and apple. We both got lemonades to drink. I took out my wallet to pay but she beat me to the punch.
“Thank you babe.” And I kissed her on the cheek. I saw our cashier’s expression sadden. I guess she recognized me. And then realized I have a lovely woman. We sat down in a booth in the middle of the restaurant and waited for our order to be called. When it buzzed I went up to retrieve our delicious food.
“Thanks.” We started to eat. “So I was thinking for my graduation, I just want to go out to eat with my family and you – of course- to Max and Erma’s in Monroeville, if you would like to come?”
“Baby, I would love to come but I don’t know about playoffs.”
“Oh yea that’s right the playoffs! Well don’t worry about my graduation if you have playoffs sweetie.”
“But I want to be there if I don’t have a game. I mean even if we have a home game I could probably make it to your graduation.”
“Sweetie your career comes first. Playoffs are an important time of year! Many people are counting on you. You can’t let the fans of Pittsburgh down.” She smiled at me.
“I love you so much.” I told her and leaned across the table to kiss her on the lips.
“I love you too. I knew going into this relationship we’d have to make sacrifices. And I love being with you so I don’t want us to change.” She is the best thing that could ever happen to me. She is so understanding with my schedule, the road trips and adoring fans. I really want to do something for her after the season is over. “Whatcha thinking about?”
“You.” I made her blush. I love seeing her blush, especially when her ears turn red.
“And how we should take a trip after the season is over, just me and you.”
“Sounds wonderful! We’ll have to see though, depends on where I find a job.” My baby wants to work in the music industry. She wants to promote bands and eventually own her own record label. I could totally see myself with her the rest of my life. My thoughts were interrupted when a fan approached us.
“Excuse me but are you Jordan Staal?” the girl could not have been older than 13 and she was shaking profoundly.
“Yes I am, would you like an autograph?” she nodded her head and hand me a napkin.
“Oh sweetie, hold on!” My girl got out of the booth. “Please sit, I’ll be right back.” She grabbed my keys that were sitting on the seat and headed out to the car. The girl sat there and looked so nervous.
“How are you?” I started to make conversation.
“I’m good. How are you?”
“Ah, kinda tired. It was a long practice today.”
“Yea that was brutal game.” Lys came back with an 8x10 picture of me in my black jersey staking on the ice during a Redwing game. It was one of the pictures she has taken.
“Sign this for her babe.” I smiled at her, told you she was the best.
“What’s your name?”
“Kaitlyn. K-A-I-T-L-Y-N” she spelled for me.
“I have a cousin with that name.” Lys told the fan. I wrote. ‘To Kaitlyn, the biggest penguins fan. Thanks for the support. Love Jordan.” The girl thanked me and got up to leave. “Oh wait dear would you like a picture with him?” She is such the promoter.
“I don’t have a camera.”
“Don’t worry Kaitlyn, Lys always has her camera.”
“He is right.” The girl set the picture down on the table and I stood up to get a picture. I was basically towering over her so I leaned down some. “Cute! Kaitlyn could you please give me your email so I can send you the picture.”
“I can give you my mom’s.” she ran back over to where her mom was and came back with a business card. “Thank you for the picture and autograph Jordan, good luck in tomorrow’s game!” I gave the girl a hug before she ran over to her mom again.
“That was so sweet of you. Where did you get the picture?”
“Oh I hid a stack in your car for occasions like this.” She smirked that means that I will not know where they are. She finished up her lunch before we made our way to the door. We were stopped by the girl’s mother.
“Thank you so much for taking the time to talk to her.”
“Pleasures all mine ma’am.” I smiled at her and took Lys’ hand as we walked back to the Cadillac. “Do you know how wonderful you are?” I asked her.
“Me? I’m not wonderful. I’m just a girl who is madly in love with her boyfriend-oh I love this song!” I laughed as she turned the radio up. “Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy…” she sang the Ke$ha ‘Tik Tok’ song. Just then I heard my phone go off. She reached over and looked at who the message was from, “TK, may I read it to you?” I nodded. “Hey the guys are going bowling, you and Lys in?”
“Do you want to go?” I asked her.
“Sure! I haven’t been bowling in a long time. I’ll text him back asking for the details.” As she did this I pulled into the parking garage. We climbed out of the car and headed into the apartment. “He said 9-o-clock at Playmor lanes.”
“Awesome. We have some time.”
“To do what?”
“Oh I think you know.” I smirked at her and then she ran to the bedroom.
“Hey. Great game, baby.” She whispered as she stretched out.
“Thanks babe, but we lost.” I explained to her.
“But you got that great goal in the first period.” I didn't have the heart to tell that it didn't count. She sat now sat up on the couch so that I could sit next to her. "I’m sorry I missed the rest of the game, I tried.” She leaned in to give me a kiss.
“It’s fine. I know you had a long day.” I told her. She had classes then drove an hour to be here. “Come on let’s go to bed.” She stood up and yawned. I decided to scoop her in my arms and carry her to the bedroom.
“Jordan!” she screamed and flew her arms around my neck. I laid her down on my bed and kissed her passionately on the lips then left her to change out of my suit. She had pulled the covers down while I was changing so I crawled under the blankets and cuddled next her. She snuggled her head into my chest. “I missed you.” She said.
“I missed you too,” I kissed her forehead. Especially when I’m on the road. We shortly fell asleep.
I awoke in the morning to her lips pressing mine. What a lovely wakeup call! I kissed her back and rolled over so that I was on top. I quickly glanced at the clock, 5:28. Great we have time before I have to leave for practice. I had hoped to show her how much I loved her last night but we were both exhausted. It probably would have been a disaster. This is better any way. After we did it in the bed, we took a shower and did it there. God she was so beautiful! I dried her off and she left me to get ready for practice. So I took a real shower this time. I got dressed and walked the short distance to the kitchen. I discovered her in one of my t-shirts standing by the stove cooking me breakfast. I was turned on by the sight of her. “Good morning baby.” I kissed her neck then spun her around to meet her lips.
“Good morning. Do you want apple or orange juice this morning?”
“Apple but I’ll get it.” I kissed her cheek
“Can you pour me a glass as well, please?” she asked and I easily reached for the glasses out of the cupboard before grabbing the apple juice out of the fridge. My girl had the little grill running and was making French toast with scrambled eggs and bacon. She always makes me this meal the first night she stays over, which is about once every 3 months or so.
“How’s school?” I asked her when I sat down at the island to eat.
“Stressful. Glad it is Easter break.” She replied and I didn’t ask her anything else. I knew this was her get away from it for the weekend.
“What would you like to do tonight?”
“Spend time with you.” She turned around and smiled at me.
“Stay in or go out?”
“Surprise me!” she then set a plate full of food in front of me and soon joined me with her plate.
“This looks delicious! Thank you!” I kissed her before we both ate.
“You’re welcome, sweetie,” We chit-chatted over breakfast. “What time do you think you’ll be done today?”
“I think around 12 or 1. Want me to pick up and we’ll go to a late lunch?”
“Sure babe.” I glanced at the clock again. It now read 7:11. I kissed her goodbye. “Have fun at practice! Tell the guys I said hi!” she smiled at me. She was so sweet. I kissed her one last time before leaving for 8-o-clock practice.
I arrived there about 20 minutes to 8. I parked the Cadillac near the gate and proceeded to the locker room.
“Morning guys!” I greeted them. There was Sidney Crosby, Max Talbot, Tyler Kennedy, Kris Letang, Marc-Andre Fleury, Evgeni Malkin, and Pascal Dupuis. “Lys says hi.”
“Did she wait up for you?” Sid asked me.
“No, she was asleep on the couch. I walked into the replay of the game and immediately turned that off.” We laughed. “But no worries she woke me up at 5:28 this morning.” I smiled big.
“What did you do at 5:30 this morning?” Max teased with me.
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I told him but they all knew what happened. Lys and I have been together almost a year now. Unfortunately I do not know if I will be able to spend our anniversary together. Now that you mention it, I don’t know if I’ll be able to attend her college graduation. We are definitely going to the playoffs but I’m not sure of the schedule yet. So we will have to wait and see. I shook the thought out of my head and finished getting ready and met everyone on the ice at 8.
Practice was long and tiring but I couldn’t wait to take my baby out to lunch! I called her before I left the arena to tell her I was on my way. She said she’d be ready. And she was when I pulled up she ran out of the apartment. She wore her ballet flats, dark wash jeans with a greens shirt and a pink camisole underneath. It was a just the being of spring so she wore a purple American Eagle hoodie. She sat in the car and leaned over to kiss me before I pulled out on to the street.
“Hey darling, how was practice?” she asked.
“It was long and tiresome but good!” I replied.
“Aww I’m glad. How are the guys?”
“Good…Max was giving me a hard time.” She laughed.
“Oh Max, always the joker,” I thought for a moment.
“Come to think of it, I think he was the Joker from Batman this Halloween.” Lys started howling.
“Oh that’s right he was!” She remembered the party we attended at Mario’s. We shortly pulled into Panera Bread to go to lunch, one of Lys’ favorite restaurants. “Do they have Cream of Chicken and Wild Rice soup?” she scanned the menu. “Aww man.” She ended up order the pick two, Frontega Chicken Sandwich and Chicken noodle soup with a baguette. I ordered the pick two as well but the Sierra Turkey with a Greek Salad and apple. We both got lemonades to drink. I took out my wallet to pay but she beat me to the punch.
“Thank you babe.” And I kissed her on the cheek. I saw our cashier’s expression sadden. I guess she recognized me. And then realized I have a lovely woman. We sat down in a booth in the middle of the restaurant and waited for our order to be called. When it buzzed I went up to retrieve our delicious food.
“Thanks.” We started to eat. “So I was thinking for my graduation, I just want to go out to eat with my family and you – of course- to Max and Erma’s in Monroeville, if you would like to come?”
“Baby, I would love to come but I don’t know about playoffs.”
“Oh yea that’s right the playoffs! Well don’t worry about my graduation if you have playoffs sweetie.”
“But I want to be there if I don’t have a game. I mean even if we have a home game I could probably make it to your graduation.”
“Sweetie your career comes first. Playoffs are an important time of year! Many people are counting on you. You can’t let the fans of Pittsburgh down.” She smiled at me.
“I love you so much.” I told her and leaned across the table to kiss her on the lips.
“I love you too. I knew going into this relationship we’d have to make sacrifices. And I love being with you so I don’t want us to change.” She is the best thing that could ever happen to me. She is so understanding with my schedule, the road trips and adoring fans. I really want to do something for her after the season is over. “Whatcha thinking about?”
“You.” I made her blush. I love seeing her blush, especially when her ears turn red.
“And how we should take a trip after the season is over, just me and you.”
“Sounds wonderful! We’ll have to see though, depends on where I find a job.” My baby wants to work in the music industry. She wants to promote bands and eventually own her own record label. I could totally see myself with her the rest of my life. My thoughts were interrupted when a fan approached us.
“Excuse me but are you Jordan Staal?” the girl could not have been older than 13 and she was shaking profoundly.
“Yes I am, would you like an autograph?” she nodded her head and hand me a napkin.
“Oh sweetie, hold on!” My girl got out of the booth. “Please sit, I’ll be right back.” She grabbed my keys that were sitting on the seat and headed out to the car. The girl sat there and looked so nervous.
“How are you?” I started to make conversation.
“I’m good. How are you?”
“Ah, kinda tired. It was a long practice today.”
“Yea that was brutal game.” Lys came back with an 8x10 picture of me in my black jersey staking on the ice during a Redwing game. It was one of the pictures she has taken.
“Sign this for her babe.” I smiled at her, told you she was the best.
“What’s your name?”
“Kaitlyn. K-A-I-T-L-Y-N” she spelled for me.
“I have a cousin with that name.” Lys told the fan. I wrote. ‘To Kaitlyn, the biggest penguins fan. Thanks for the support. Love Jordan.” The girl thanked me and got up to leave. “Oh wait dear would you like a picture with him?” She is such the promoter.
“I don’t have a camera.”
“Don’t worry Kaitlyn, Lys always has her camera.”
“He is right.” The girl set the picture down on the table and I stood up to get a picture. I was basically towering over her so I leaned down some. “Cute! Kaitlyn could you please give me your email so I can send you the picture.”
“I can give you my mom’s.” she ran back over to where her mom was and came back with a business card. “Thank you for the picture and autograph Jordan, good luck in tomorrow’s game!” I gave the girl a hug before she ran over to her mom again.
“That was so sweet of you. Where did you get the picture?”
“Oh I hid a stack in your car for occasions like this.” She smirked that means that I will not know where they are. She finished up her lunch before we made our way to the door. We were stopped by the girl’s mother.
“Thank you so much for taking the time to talk to her.”
“Pleasures all mine ma’am.” I smiled at her and took Lys’ hand as we walked back to the Cadillac. “Do you know how wonderful you are?” I asked her.
“Me? I’m not wonderful. I’m just a girl who is madly in love with her boyfriend-oh I love this song!” I laughed as she turned the radio up. “Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy…” she sang the Ke$ha ‘Tik Tok’ song. Just then I heard my phone go off. She reached over and looked at who the message was from, “TK, may I read it to you?” I nodded. “Hey the guys are going bowling, you and Lys in?”
“Do you want to go?” I asked her.
“Sure! I haven’t been bowling in a long time. I’ll text him back asking for the details.” As she did this I pulled into the parking garage. We climbed out of the car and headed into the apartment. “He said 9-o-clock at Playmor lanes.”
“Awesome. We have some time.”
“To do what?”
“Oh I think you know.” I smirked at her and then she ran to the bedroom.
Notes
Thanks for reading this story!I don't own the Pittsburgh Penguins or anyone affiliated with them. Nor do I own Ovi and Backstrom. I do own Alyssa and the plot. enjoy!
