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Breaking the Ice

Quinze

LC woke up with a pounding headache. She wasn’t sure how many drinks she had, she just wanted some aspirin. She rolled over to find Beau shirtless in her bed.

“Shit” she whispred to herself, looking down an peeking underneath the blanket. Fortunately she still had her jeans on from the previous night.

“Morning” Beau said rolling over and putting an arm around her. She curled into him and their lips were inches away from each other.

“Good Morning” she smiled.

“You’re so beautiful” he grinned kissing her lightly. The two spent a few minutes making out before the vibrating of Beau’s phone interrupts them. She pulls away leaving him to check who the call was from. His face resembeled something meaning “sorry” as he answered.

“Hello……I’m not at practice right now…….when did you get here……it’s optional…..look I’ll see you in a few okay.” Beau said.

“Who was that?” LC asked sitting up.

“Uh, nobody.” Beau replied putting his shirt back on and heading for the door.

“Where are you going?” LC asked throwing a tank top over her bra.

“Practice. I’m already late.” He said rushing to put his shoes on.

“Oh, Okay. I’ll see you later?” He nodded and headed out of Mel’s apartment quickly. LC laid back in her bed and really started unpacking. She hung a few things and turned on the large TV in the room to a music channel and danced to a little house/techno while hanging all her clothes. She soon got bored and decided to head to the practice. She got dressed and fumbled in her messenger bag for he key Mel gave her. She threw on her brand new Ray Bans and headed for Consol. It was all smiles from the security officers as she heads towards the ice. She takes a seat behind the bench and waves at Mel while she’s stretching. Mel sends her a huge smile as she settles in to her seat. She looks down the row and see’s a really pretty human Barbie doll. She had waist length blonde hair, huge fake boobs, what looks like a fake ass and a surgically altered, anorexic waist. LC sends a kind smile even if she thought the girl looked pretty gross. She saw her approaching and moved her back onto the floor.

“Hey. I’m Kara. What’s you’re name?” she said plopping down next to LC

“Lauren. Nice to meet you.” She said sticking out her hand. Kara shook it and smiled widely. LC tried not to stare at her collagen injected lips.


“So where are you from?”

“Nova Scotia. I’m here for school. You?”

“Pittsburgh born an raised.” The girl smiled bringing out her emery board to file her nails with.

“So…who’s your man?” she giggled leaning into LC.

“Oh well Sid is my brother. Mel is my best friend. “

“Nice. I’m Beau’s fiancé.” The girl said waving her huge ring in LC’s face. Her mouth dropped.

“I know. Huge right?” she giggled again.

“Beau…Bennett?” LC questioned.

“Yeah. Is there another Beau on the team?”

“I….no. There’s……no.” She said to herself astounded.

“What’s wrong, hun?” the girl asked putting her hands on LC knees.

“Nothing.” She said as she pulled away and stood.

“Oh. Is it you’re flat little tush? I know a doctor in town that’s done the most amazing Brazilian butt lift procedure” Kara gawked at LC’s ass as she stood.

“Oh my God, no.” LC sneered before walking down to the runway. She saw everybody wrapping up and just stood and waited for them to walk back to the locker room. She stood with her arms crossed as Beau began to walk by her. He looked to the stands to see his fiancé waving like an idiot and a stern look on LC’s face.

“Hey, LC-“ he said timidly. Before he could blink she had him shoved up against the wall.

“I hear you have a fiancé, you little bitch.” Almost the entire team saw what was going on and dropped their jaws.

“Woahh” Mel said standing back, watching as her best friend had her way with him.

“Look….it was one night. I was drunk and-“ Mel looked up to see fire in Sid’s eyes. He took a step forward and Mel blocked his path with her stick.
“She wouldn’t have.” She said trying to ease Sid’s temper. He relaxed just a bit as LC continued her verbal assault on Beau.

“You’re disgusting. I hope you choke on hot coffee you little fuck!”

“Leave my fiancé alone, whore!” Kara yelled stomping down the stands in her stilettos. She came quickly upon LC as she rounded up to hit her. Quickly Murray picked LC up and dragged her back into the locker room. Beau was forced to talk to his fiancé in the runway as everybody walked by giving him a look. LC began to pace around the room when the guys filed in.

“Lauren. What happened.” Sid said standing right in front of her and speaking softly.

“Nothing,” she scoffed walking to Mel’s stall.

“Hey…Uh. Lemme shower real quick and I’ll be right back okay?” she apologized before heading in for a shower. She got out quickly and put her sweats and tank top back on. LC waited for Mel right outside the locker room in the small lounge area. She heard footsteps walk up to her so she stood and turned quickly, nearly walking into a brick wall. Actually she would have preferred walking to a brick wall.

“Oh. Sorry” she said a little embarrassed.

“It’s okay. Douglas” he said reaching out his hand. She grabbed it and tried not to gawk down at how her hand drowned in his.

“Lauren,” she smiled.

“Um…are you okay?” he asked walking around the small table filled with magazines and sitting next to her.

“Yeah, I mean. Beau and I had sort of a fling…but I found out today he has a fiancé. I don’t know. I wasn’t really expecting anything, but-“

“That sounds really sketchy.” Murray said furrowing his eyebrows.

“Yeah. I guess I just got really pissed when I saw his….fiancé today”

“I was worried you were going to knock her out,” he laughed, forcing a smile on her face.

“Hey LC, you ready?” Mel asked tossing her hair.

“Uh…yeah.” She replied smiling between Mel, Sid, and Douglas.

“We were just gonna grab lunch before our naps. Wanna come?” She smiled.

“Of course.” LC stood and straightened her shirt.

“You coming crankshaft?” Sid asked as they headed towards fifth avenue. Murray quickly hopped up and followed the trio.

Sid, who started to feel a little bolder about his relationship with Mel, rested his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear.

“You know those are my sweats right?”

She just sighed and rolled her eyes jokingly.

“I know. I realized that running down the hill. Hence why the top is rolled up seven thousand times.” The four walked two blocks to Sid’s favorite “close to Consol” restaurant. They had amazing pasta specials, which were perfect for game and practice days.

When inside the foursome exchanged laughs over lunch. Murray made LC feel much better about her situation with Beau. He sat close to her and she did everything she could to fend off her urge to curl into his large body. Mel couldn’t help smirking at LC and she eventually kicked her shin under the table. Mel nearly choked on her ravioli and alarmed the men at the table.

“I’m fine” she squeaked, half coughing and half laughing. They finished their lunch without another hiccup and Sid and Mel walked out to the parking lot first.

“Hey guys?” LC called, following them out with Dougie following behind.

“Hmm?” Sid asked, opening Mel’s door.

“Dougie and I are gonna see a movie. I’ll see you guys later” she said waving at them and heading with Dougie to his car. Mel gave LC a huge ‘Oh My God’ smile through the windshield as Sid walked to the driver’s seat. LC just gave her an evil glare.



The guys slowly head towards the locker room before the game when they heard a loud moaning. It definitely sounded like sex to anyone who was walking by. There were even loud crashes that could be heard further down the hall.

“Fuck…Geno!” everybody heard Mel scream amongst Geno’s grunts. Sid wasn’t too far behind and his eyes were wide and worried. Only TK and Tanger stood in front of him on his way in. He was scared at the thought of what might be going on.

“Geno……” Mel whined at Geno, who’s giving her a noogie. The two had been wrestling for nearly 10 minutes. She twisted around until she had him in a headlock and she pulled him to the floor in the middle of the locker room. She was basically laying on him and her boobs were spilling out of her tight black tank top. Geno stopped squirming for a moment as he stared at her chest inches away from his face.

“Ew, Geno!” she yelled letting go of him, but sitting on his lap. She punched his arm and he started to tickle her. She squirmed and it soon became obvious to her that the Russian isn’t fond of underwear. She didn’t want to embarrass him, by standing so she stays straddling him and puts his arms under her knees before starting to tickle him.

As she stands the room is very quiet. She looks down to find her chest nearly spilling out of her shirt. Apparently her tank top had slid down more than she’d liked. She pulled it back up as she walked to her stall.

“You guys act like you’ve never seen tits before.” She said putting her t-shirt on. She looked over to see Joe Vitale basically spitting out his coconut water.

“What? Aren’t most of you married anyway?” she asks a little annoyed.

“You’re so sassy today.” Brandon Sutter smiled.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about.


Comments

great job
Great story please update
Hawksgirl88 Hawksgirl88
7/14/13
Amazing story
Chicago Canada Chicago Canada
6/22/13
Freaking love this! Mel is badass.
AnthemGlass AnthemGlass
4/25/13
AHHH I LOVE IT! :D
SWEET BEAU SWEET BEAU
4/19/13