Don't Let Go
On the Road
Once the reception was over we stopped at the hotel that my grandparents were staying at to get Kate. We showed up and Grampa Daniel was sleeping and so was Kate. They changed her into these adorable pink polka dotted footsy pajamas. I picked up Kate’s carrier and said goodbye to Grandma Vera and went home.
I was totally tired. I brought Kate into her new room. It was a light pink color and as I planned the sheets of her bed were about the same color. I walked back into the bathroom and unzipped my dress and it fell to the floor. I still had my high heels on because they were strangely comfortable. “Ugh, this would’ve been a lot better if I brought my clothes.” I smirked, “Oh well.”
I walked out in my strapless bra and lacy panties. I went over to the dresser and bent over so my new husband would get to the full affect. In the mirror above the dresser I saw him sit up and totally check out my ass. I heard a soft moan escape his lips, which automatically made me smile. “Bridget what are you doing to me?” I heard him whine.
“What are you talking about? I was just getting my pajamas.”
“You know exactly what you’re doing Bridge. So why don’t you come over here and give me my wedding gift.”
I smirked and crawled over on top of him, “Is this what you want?” I said kissing his chest up to his lips where I continued to make out with him. “mhmmmm.” He nodded his head and grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down and our lips connected, we switched and now he was on top of me, and clothing was being lost and— the rest is history ;)
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Last night was amazing; I swear afterwards I saw fireworks when I closed my eyes. It still wasn’t as great as the first time but this one was just as good. I woke up wearing just about nothing, I found my panties on the ground by my night stand and went to the closet and got a worn jersey of his. Then I heard him moving around, “Good morning, Mrs. Kane.” I heard him say. “See now you can wear your jersey and it won’t matter, we’ll both have the same last name,” he winked.
“Very true,” I said with a giggle, “Breakfast?” I asked him still lying in bed staring at me with his blue eyes.
“Yes please.” He said with a smile.
I went and made breakfast, jammed out to some music and fed Kate, basically my new morning routine. After breakfast we got dressed and headed over to Jon’s just to hang out before their road trip on the west coast which meant that I was going to be alone for like 5 days! Yeah 5 whole days! It may not seem like a lot to you but you’re not the one in love now are you? I didn’t think so.
Well anyway Jon’s place is always cool; Kate always gets the most attention with the guys even if there’s a hockey game on or something. I thought that was the craziest part! We had dinner and then all the guys went in the living room and I cleaned up with the rest of the girls minus Kate.
“BRIDGET!!!!” A multiple amount of guys called from the other room.
I rolled my eyes, “What?” I screamed back.
“Come in here!! It’s Kate!!!” My head shot up from the dishes I was washing and I sprinted into the living room.
“What’s wrong with Kate???!!” I searched frantically to find her out of all the players, and Pat had her on his lap on the couch.
“Ha! And you call me protective!” Pat laughed, “Pat you are a protective brother, I am a concerned mother there is a HUGE difference.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.
“Well, psh, so!” he said with the crappiest come back ever. “So what’s the reason why you called me in her?”
All the guys looked at Pat and Adam and Patrick playfully punched him in the arm, “Ask her dude.”
“Alright so me and the boys here have been thinking,” He paused, “And we want you and Kate to come on the road trip!”
I started shaking my head, “Um no way, not gonna happen.” Pat pouted and Kate was too coincidently, “Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee!” Then his voice went higher to talk for Kate, “Please mommy I really want to go see my daddy play against the San Jose sharks and the Los Angeles Kings and I want to see my grandparents!” I put my hands on my hips, “Okay, but no clubs after wins, restaurants are good but no clubs.” Kate held both his thumbs and Pat brought them up above her head, “Yay! Thank you Mommy, thank you!” They cheered and so did the rest of them.
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The night ended and we went home and I started to pack, “You couldn’t have asked me awhile ago? So I could have a little more time to pack?” I said squishing all of mine and Kate’s clothes in one suitcase. “Ya know you could use another suitcase.” He said laughing at me practically sitting on the box.
“Yes, I did know actually, and did you know that your girls need to pack more than a hockey player that only needs a couple of suits and underwear?” answering him back with another question. He took a deep breath, “Yes.” He said in a monotonous voice. I went over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “Now can you go get Kate so I can change her into her new outfit I bought her for the trip?” I asked him nicely batting my eyelashes. He rolled his eyes and left the room.
“Ya know, you wouldn’t need to sit on the suitcase if you don’t buy so many clothes for her.”
“Yeah, but here’s the thing, she’s my daughter, and my mom would buy me a new outfit every week basically, and I’m just passing down the tradition.”
“Alright just don’t bankrupt me.” He said trailing off.
“Hey! My dad was a hockey player too! That’s why we didn’t go bankrupt!” I said sticking my tongue out at him.
He did the same to me and I started changing Kate into a plain red dress with a bow, and then a head band that her blonde locks curled into, just like Pat and his helmet. The way she looked reminded me of him and his blonde curls. I looked at him, and back at her, then back at him again. “Bridge, is something wrong?”
I shook my head, “Uh, um, nothing, it’s just I actually think that Kate might be your baby, and I confused the dates or something.”
He was caught off guard, “What? But I thought that we ruled that one out because we were—,”
“Yeah I know, I know,” I interrupted him, “but still they aren’t always 100% affective, and just look at her. She has your eyes, she has your curly blonde hair, and she even has your smirk!” I shouted at him.
He took a deep breath and took her from me and put her on our bed, and came over and gave me a hug, “Bridget, if you really believe that I’m the father I can go get one of those tests if it will make you happy.”
“It would, I’ve been thinking about it for awhile now and I think it’s true. I really do think that your Kate’s father.”
“Alright then, once we come back before the next game I’ll take the test and we’ll find out for sure. Oh, and I forgot to tell you that we’re going to Buffalo during this road trip so we’ll stop by my parents house so you can see my sisters. You probably have a lot to talk about.”
I shot him a smile and finished packing; sooner or later we were on a plane heading to Los Angeles to face the Kings. It was a nice private plane nice seats and lots of room. I sat in the middle seat with Kate sleeping in her seat on my right and Pat on my left. He already had his headphones on his head and he was playing a memory game on his IPhone.
I rolled my eyes and pulled out my IPod and listened to Taylor Swift. We finally got in the air and Kate was surprisingly quiet for a baby on a plane. It was a calm quiet ride, and I ended up falling asleep in the crook of his neck.
The game in LA was good, Pat and the other taken men bought their girls a sky box to hang out in during the game. Usually the girls wouldn’t come on road trips but because Kate was coming they all wanted to go. Kate and I were actually the only ones paying attention to the game, you had Carly and Carmen who talked during the entire game and then you had Patrick Sharp’s fiancé who would keep telling us about their wedding plans.
Girls
Anyway they won 4-2 and Kane, Burish, Toews, and Hossa scored a goal. Everyone else celebrated but I really didn’t want to be a pain in the ass bringing Kate somewhere. Pat ended up stumbling into our hotel room around um let’s say 3 am? He crawled into bed and I could smell the alcohol in his breath as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I rolled my eyes and slowly slid my way out of his grasp to escape that terrible smell.
The next game they lost against the Sharks. I was kinda happy just because he wasn’t going to come back smelling like smoke and booze. Kate was a pain that night to begin with; first she needed to be changed, then fed, then changed again, and burped. All within a time frame of an hour and a half.
The next day I packed up all of our clothes and was the first Hawk to check themselves out of their room. I also made sure that he was dressed and ready to go to Buffalo. Man was I excited. I would finally get to see Erica again, and finally get to sleep. I called Erica the night before and she said she was ecstatic to take care of Kate for those 2 days we’d be there.
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“Erica!!!!” I screamed as I ran over to her and gave her a hug practically running through their glass front door. “Bridget! It’s so good to see you! And here is Kate my beloved niece!”
I unpacked everything and we sat down in the house I called home during that amazing summer. “Okay, so I wanted to take Kate to this play palace type thing for babies that are starting to crawl, would you mind?” Erica said hesitantly. “By all means, go for it.” I said still tired from the flights I had been on in the past week.
“Bridget, my Dad and I are going golfing today too.” Pat paused, “I hope you don’t mind.” He said smiling.
“Whatever, I’m going to just sleep the day away, so I really don’t care what you guys are going to do today.” I dragged my suitcase upstairs into my purple room and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a Walt Disney world T-shirt that I had from like 2006. I slid into bed and shut my eyes. “Peace and quiet, once again back in Buffalo.” I smiled and fell asleep.
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Knock! Knock! Knock!
“What the hell do you want? Don’t you know that I’m sleeping?” I screamed through the front door. I opened the door to a familiar face.
“Bridget, ugh, um Bridget, baby…,” he slurred, “We need, to talk about something, something important.” He smiled and let out a deep alcohol filled breath.
“What do we need to ta—,” He pushed his pointer finger against my lips, “Bridget,” he hiccupped, “you need to learn how to shut, shut up and just listen to a guy for just like two, yeah two seconds.”
He pressed up against me and I kept stepping backwards until he was fully in the house. He closed and locked the door without losing eye contact with me. “We, we need to talk about my baby…I want you and her, or her and you, to be my girls.”
“What?”
I was totally tired. I brought Kate into her new room. It was a light pink color and as I planned the sheets of her bed were about the same color. I walked back into the bathroom and unzipped my dress and it fell to the floor. I still had my high heels on because they were strangely comfortable. “Ugh, this would’ve been a lot better if I brought my clothes.” I smirked, “Oh well.”
I walked out in my strapless bra and lacy panties. I went over to the dresser and bent over so my new husband would get to the full affect. In the mirror above the dresser I saw him sit up and totally check out my ass. I heard a soft moan escape his lips, which automatically made me smile. “Bridget what are you doing to me?” I heard him whine.
“What are you talking about? I was just getting my pajamas.”
“You know exactly what you’re doing Bridge. So why don’t you come over here and give me my wedding gift.”
I smirked and crawled over on top of him, “Is this what you want?” I said kissing his chest up to his lips where I continued to make out with him. “mhmmmm.” He nodded his head and grabbed the back of my head and pushed it down and our lips connected, we switched and now he was on top of me, and clothing was being lost and— the rest is history ;)
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Last night was amazing; I swear afterwards I saw fireworks when I closed my eyes. It still wasn’t as great as the first time but this one was just as good. I woke up wearing just about nothing, I found my panties on the ground by my night stand and went to the closet and got a worn jersey of his. Then I heard him moving around, “Good morning, Mrs. Kane.” I heard him say. “See now you can wear your jersey and it won’t matter, we’ll both have the same last name,” he winked.
“Very true,” I said with a giggle, “Breakfast?” I asked him still lying in bed staring at me with his blue eyes.
“Yes please.” He said with a smile.
I went and made breakfast, jammed out to some music and fed Kate, basically my new morning routine. After breakfast we got dressed and headed over to Jon’s just to hang out before their road trip on the west coast which meant that I was going to be alone for like 5 days! Yeah 5 whole days! It may not seem like a lot to you but you’re not the one in love now are you? I didn’t think so.
Well anyway Jon’s place is always cool; Kate always gets the most attention with the guys even if there’s a hockey game on or something. I thought that was the craziest part! We had dinner and then all the guys went in the living room and I cleaned up with the rest of the girls minus Kate.
“BRIDGET!!!!” A multiple amount of guys called from the other room.
I rolled my eyes, “What?” I screamed back.
“Come in here!! It’s Kate!!!” My head shot up from the dishes I was washing and I sprinted into the living room.
“What’s wrong with Kate???!!” I searched frantically to find her out of all the players, and Pat had her on his lap on the couch.
“Ha! And you call me protective!” Pat laughed, “Pat you are a protective brother, I am a concerned mother there is a HUGE difference.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.
“Well, psh, so!” he said with the crappiest come back ever. “So what’s the reason why you called me in her?”
All the guys looked at Pat and Adam and Patrick playfully punched him in the arm, “Ask her dude.”
“Alright so me and the boys here have been thinking,” He paused, “And we want you and Kate to come on the road trip!”
I started shaking my head, “Um no way, not gonna happen.” Pat pouted and Kate was too coincidently, “Pleeeeeaaaasssseeee!” Then his voice went higher to talk for Kate, “Please mommy I really want to go see my daddy play against the San Jose sharks and the Los Angeles Kings and I want to see my grandparents!” I put my hands on my hips, “Okay, but no clubs after wins, restaurants are good but no clubs.” Kate held both his thumbs and Pat brought them up above her head, “Yay! Thank you Mommy, thank you!” They cheered and so did the rest of them.
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The night ended and we went home and I started to pack, “You couldn’t have asked me awhile ago? So I could have a little more time to pack?” I said squishing all of mine and Kate’s clothes in one suitcase. “Ya know you could use another suitcase.” He said laughing at me practically sitting on the box.
“Yes, I did know actually, and did you know that your girls need to pack more than a hockey player that only needs a couple of suits and underwear?” answering him back with another question. He took a deep breath, “Yes.” He said in a monotonous voice. I went over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “Now can you go get Kate so I can change her into her new outfit I bought her for the trip?” I asked him nicely batting my eyelashes. He rolled his eyes and left the room.
“Ya know, you wouldn’t need to sit on the suitcase if you don’t buy so many clothes for her.”
“Yeah, but here’s the thing, she’s my daughter, and my mom would buy me a new outfit every week basically, and I’m just passing down the tradition.”
“Alright just don’t bankrupt me.” He said trailing off.
“Hey! My dad was a hockey player too! That’s why we didn’t go bankrupt!” I said sticking my tongue out at him.
He did the same to me and I started changing Kate into a plain red dress with a bow, and then a head band that her blonde locks curled into, just like Pat and his helmet. The way she looked reminded me of him and his blonde curls. I looked at him, and back at her, then back at him again. “Bridge, is something wrong?”
I shook my head, “Uh, um, nothing, it’s just I actually think that Kate might be your baby, and I confused the dates or something.”
He was caught off guard, “What? But I thought that we ruled that one out because we were—,”
“Yeah I know, I know,” I interrupted him, “but still they aren’t always 100% affective, and just look at her. She has your eyes, she has your curly blonde hair, and she even has your smirk!” I shouted at him.
He took a deep breath and took her from me and put her on our bed, and came over and gave me a hug, “Bridget, if you really believe that I’m the father I can go get one of those tests if it will make you happy.”
“It would, I’ve been thinking about it for awhile now and I think it’s true. I really do think that your Kate’s father.”
“Alright then, once we come back before the next game I’ll take the test and we’ll find out for sure. Oh, and I forgot to tell you that we’re going to Buffalo during this road trip so we’ll stop by my parents house so you can see my sisters. You probably have a lot to talk about.”
I shot him a smile and finished packing; sooner or later we were on a plane heading to Los Angeles to face the Kings. It was a nice private plane nice seats and lots of room. I sat in the middle seat with Kate sleeping in her seat on my right and Pat on my left. He already had his headphones on his head and he was playing a memory game on his IPhone.
I rolled my eyes and pulled out my IPod and listened to Taylor Swift. We finally got in the air and Kate was surprisingly quiet for a baby on a plane. It was a calm quiet ride, and I ended up falling asleep in the crook of his neck.
The game in LA was good, Pat and the other taken men bought their girls a sky box to hang out in during the game. Usually the girls wouldn’t come on road trips but because Kate was coming they all wanted to go. Kate and I were actually the only ones paying attention to the game, you had Carly and Carmen who talked during the entire game and then you had Patrick Sharp’s fiancé who would keep telling us about their wedding plans.
Girls
Anyway they won 4-2 and Kane, Burish, Toews, and Hossa scored a goal. Everyone else celebrated but I really didn’t want to be a pain in the ass bringing Kate somewhere. Pat ended up stumbling into our hotel room around um let’s say 3 am? He crawled into bed and I could smell the alcohol in his breath as he wrapped his arm around my waist. I rolled my eyes and slowly slid my way out of his grasp to escape that terrible smell.
The next game they lost against the Sharks. I was kinda happy just because he wasn’t going to come back smelling like smoke and booze. Kate was a pain that night to begin with; first she needed to be changed, then fed, then changed again, and burped. All within a time frame of an hour and a half.
The next day I packed up all of our clothes and was the first Hawk to check themselves out of their room. I also made sure that he was dressed and ready to go to Buffalo. Man was I excited. I would finally get to see Erica again, and finally get to sleep. I called Erica the night before and she said she was ecstatic to take care of Kate for those 2 days we’d be there.
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“Erica!!!!” I screamed as I ran over to her and gave her a hug practically running through their glass front door. “Bridget! It’s so good to see you! And here is Kate my beloved niece!”
I unpacked everything and we sat down in the house I called home during that amazing summer. “Okay, so I wanted to take Kate to this play palace type thing for babies that are starting to crawl, would you mind?” Erica said hesitantly. “By all means, go for it.” I said still tired from the flights I had been on in the past week.
“Bridget, my Dad and I are going golfing today too.” Pat paused, “I hope you don’t mind.” He said smiling.
“Whatever, I’m going to just sleep the day away, so I really don’t care what you guys are going to do today.” I dragged my suitcase upstairs into my purple room and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a Walt Disney world T-shirt that I had from like 2006. I slid into bed and shut my eyes. “Peace and quiet, once again back in Buffalo.” I smiled and fell asleep.
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Knock! Knock! Knock!
“What the hell do you want? Don’t you know that I’m sleeping?” I screamed through the front door. I opened the door to a familiar face.
“Bridget, ugh, um Bridget, baby…,” he slurred, “We need, to talk about something, something important.” He smiled and let out a deep alcohol filled breath.
“What do we need to ta—,” He pushed his pointer finger against my lips, “Bridget,” he hiccupped, “you need to learn how to shut, shut up and just listen to a guy for just like two, yeah two seconds.”
He pressed up against me and I kept stepping backwards until he was fully in the house. He closed and locked the door without losing eye contact with me. “We, we need to talk about my baby…I want you and her, or her and you, to be my girls.”
“What?”
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7/16/14