How To Perform

TINAS POV
I walk down the hallway towards the door. As I am walking, I see the door open and the team comes out and walks past me. Everyone just walked past they were too busy laughing at each other to notice me. When I get to the door I just walk right in and I notice a guy getting dressed. He turns around and just stares at me. He looks me over and then I realize that he is naked. I quickly walk over to the space labeled Mason and grab the two hockey sticks that are there. I turn around and the guy is right there.
“Um excuse me, I need to give these to..” I am cut off by this guy.
“You like big sticks eh?”
“What?”
“You grabbed the biggest sticks, when there are two smaller ones next to them.”
“Excuse me. Im trying to leave.” I try to walk around him but he blocks my path. “Seriously!” I say starting to get angry. The next thing I know, I am being kissed. I’m trying to push him off but he is taller and stronger.
“WHAT THE FUCK MAN!,” Steve was walking over, “Get off of her.” I noticed how angry Steve looked and thought it was cute how possessive he was.
He backed off but not after grabbing me. Steve notices this and shoves him off and away. He then says “Fuck you man!” Steve grabs my hand and walks me out of the locker room and down the hall, away from ice.
“Where are we going?” I finally ask after turning multiple times.
“The lounge. None of the other guys wives or girlfriends are here and I think we need to get away for a few.”
We finally get to a nicer room. He stops walking and turns around. I can still see how angry he is. He is a lot taller and bigger with his gear on. It looks like hes about to say something but doesn’t quite know what to say. I just walk closer and hug him to the best of my ability. He easily engulfs me in a hug. We stay in a hug until he says “I’m sorry you had to deal with that, I should have just gone back and gotten it myself.”
“Hey, it’s not your fault. Plus hes not even that good of a kisser.” I say with a wink. Steve blushed after that and we eventually sat down on the bench along the wall.
“Oh, I have to ask you something.” He says looking at me.
“Okay, shoot.”
“Great pun,” he laughs, “Do you want to go out on a date tonight?”
“Sure. But I will need to get clothes from my house.”
“Okay,”He says. He is about to say something else when a redhead with a short fluffy beard walks in.
“Mase, theres this thing called practice.” I lean forward to see who it is and he spots me. “A girl Mase, Skipping practice?”
“No G, I’m skipping because of Man! I can’t deal with him today.”
“Damn what did he do?”
“Um excuse me, Hi, Can we not talk about this?” I interrupt because I see Steve getting angry.
“Oh yeah of course. Sorry Tina.” Steve says apologetically.
“It’s okay. Hi, Im Tina, Tina Loves.” I say holding my hand out to the redhead Steve calls G.
“I know, I’m Claude, Claude Giroux.” He shakes my hand and smiles. I notice his missing tooth. “I’ll tell coach and you guys can leave,” Claude says to us, “Oh, but Mase you need to Practice for at least an hour okay?”
“Thanks G, And will do,” Steve says to Claude. We say goodbye to Claude/G as he heads back to practice. We wait a few minutes then he turns to me, “Lets go back to the locker room, I’ll get changed, then we can leave.”
“Ok, Lead the way cause I honestly have no idea where we are.” And Steve stands up and pulls me up with him. He grabs my hand as he leads the way. He walks into the locker room and I follow. He starts to take off him equipment and I make sure to turn away, and I hear him laughing. “What?” I ask without turning around.
“You can look, I have an undershirt on and I also have pants on so you can look.”
“Oh, ok,” I turn around, “I guess I just figured that you weren’t.”
He just smiles as he pulls his top padding off. I can’t help but stare at his muscular body. Each muscle pronounces itself through his undershirt. He sets his pads down and then unties his skate.He sets them down under his section and then slowly pulls down his pants. I start cracking up and he acts like he has no idea why I am laughing. I decided to walk out to catch a glimpse of practice. I was standing right behind the bench when Claude notices, he skates over and then ushers me over. I walk closer and then he snaches me. He is carrying me around the ice when he stops and puts me down at center ice. The next thing I know he leaves me there. I know that if I start to walk that I would probably fall.
“Claude!” I shout at him. “This isn’t Funny!”
He just kept practicing, ignoring me.
“Claude Giroux! Seriously!” I shouted.
He looks over at me and smirks. Then he skated off the ice.
“G, you are such a jerk!” I shouted before he disappeared.

Notes

Hey, I havent really heard anything from anyone. Is anyone still reading this? I know its been a long time since ive been posting and i appoligize for that. Leave your comments and subscribe. Love you all for putting up with my hectic life
-J