No Work. All Play.
Where Sidney's Mind Is At
**Sidney’s POV**
I was skating around the arena at practice the next afternoon waiting for the rest of my team to hit the ice. While I was the only one on the ice, I noticed Brittany on the away box. So I skated over, icing her at my stop, waking her up a little. “Morning sunshine!” I smiled. “Morning,” she groaned. “Aw, are you hungover?” “No, but I am extremely tired and had to be at work for 7:30 while everyone else got in at 9:30.” “Why?” “I had a meeting. Seems like a productive practice so far,” she smiled, letting me realize she was back to her normal and happy self using sarcasm.
“Oh yeah, I work so hard,” I played cool. She had dropped her pen while laughing and bent over to pick it up. I noticed she wore simple blue jeans a long sleeve black shirt with the Penguins logo on the front. She was dressed so simple and relaxed, and yet she still looked appealing to me. Her hair was up in a messy bun. Naturally it wasn't overly long or too short. Just the right length to wrap around your hand while making love to her. Ever since last night at the club, I’ve been getting these thoughts a lot.
“Crap, well, I got to go and film some footage for the show, and supervise. Do you wanna come over later on tonight for dinner?” she whispered to me. “Sure, is 5 good?” “You know it. Have a good practice,” “Thank you!” I yelled as I bolted towards a puck and took a shot, getting it in. The guys all came up behind me and started gawking at her. Sure, the guys would flirt with her and lately the comments have become more vulgar, but her response to their comments was to turn red and just give a nervous laugh or snap back with a flirty reply or a harsh comeback. She didn’t care about being fancy, heck, the girl showed up to work in a long sleeve, jeans and a messy bun! She doesn’t care! What you see is what you get with her, and I like it.
After practice I went home and relaxed, also packing for tomorrow mornings early flight. On my way over to Brittany’s I threw the bag into the car along with my hockey bag. We were going to be gone for a 3 game away trip so the load was rather large this time. When I arrived to her house, she opened the door on the phone, motioning to me ‘one minute’. I noticed she was in the same jeans from before and changed her sweater to a little more nice of a sweater and her hair was down and straight. She was talking to her mother. “Yeah, I’ll call you when we land, okay, I love you too, say hi to everyone for me, ok, love you, bye.” When she hung up the phone she looked at me and said cheerfully, “sorry about that, it was my mom,” “I got that.”
As I approached she instantly made a face. I don't know why I loved seeing that look on her face and just gave her that half smile that “drives all the women crazy.” I couldn't help but laugh when she just rolled her eyes at me, giving me a hug. “My, you look a little more awake than you did earlier this morning.” I chuckled. “Shut up,” she laughed slightly tapping my chest playfully. She led me into the kitchen and began to stir a pot of what I was assuming was pasta. “So what are we having tonight? It smells delicious!” “Cappaletti.” “Oh, so you are making that dish you promised me you could make,” “Yeah, I told you I would!” “I feel special,” “You should,” she winked.
After our meal we were in her room watching a movie. We were sitting on top of her bed, my arm around her shoulders, hear head leaning on my shoulder. I was gently stroking her hair as she massaged her hand on my thigh. “You know, I really liked how you dressed to work today. It was very relaxing and real,” “Really? I thought I looked pretty crappy.” “You looked cute. I liked what you were wearing.” “Why?” “Because it’s like you don’t care what people think and I love that. What you get is what you get with you and I love that.” “Well, I’m not trying to impress guys at my work. But on my free time, maybe I am.” She said, looking up at me smiling. I felt an instant jolt of electricity shoot through me at the contact. "I'm being serious with you." "Whatever, I don't interest guys at work." she smirked. “Well you interest me.” I leaned down to give her a sweet kiss.
Before we knew it the movie was over and we were both asleep. I set her alarm for 6 so we would get to the airport in time, hoping she didn’t mind. When I woke up, I gently lay her down and went to relieve myself. The alarm was going to go off at any minute, might as well wake her up myself. I went back into the room. And there she laid on the bed asleep. I couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked curled up sleeping. She looked so content. I got settled in and I just couldn't resist kissing her on her cheek. Man she smells good.
**Brittany’s POV**
The alarm suddenly went off, I let out a groan and turned it off. How did that turn on? I looked next to me and saw Sidney smiling at me. "Well good morning sunshine!" he laughed. I’m sure I look so confused right now. I just stared at him. “We fell asleep during the movie and I turned on your alarm incase, so we wouldn’t miss our flight. “Oh, thank you. And good morning.” We then got it into separate showers and got ready.
After my morning routine I started busying myself making my coffee. When Sidney came down, he said “you know if you want to carpool today we can. I don’t mind taking you.” "Are you sure? I just don't want to cause you problems." He sighed and asked "Why would you think you would cause me problems? We’re going to the same place anyway?" "Well how is it going to look with you spending the night? I don't want your team to get the wrong idea."' "Don't worry what other people think. I don't. And as for my team, you don't have to worry cause those idiots won’t figure it out.” This surprised me so I whipped around and looked at him "Seriously?" He laughed "You sound surprised?" "Clearly I am." trying to see if he was telling the truth I grabbed my coffee and sat at the table. He came to join me. “Their stupid, trust me. And it’s not like we slept together, so we’re all good.” “Alright, I’ll go with you.” I smiled, sipping my coffee. “By the way, I forgot to mention this earlier when I smelt the coffee. Tim Hortons?” “You know it.” “We’re so Canadian.”
I was skating around the arena at practice the next afternoon waiting for the rest of my team to hit the ice. While I was the only one on the ice, I noticed Brittany on the away box. So I skated over, icing her at my stop, waking her up a little. “Morning sunshine!” I smiled. “Morning,” she groaned. “Aw, are you hungover?” “No, but I am extremely tired and had to be at work for 7:30 while everyone else got in at 9:30.” “Why?” “I had a meeting. Seems like a productive practice so far,” she smiled, letting me realize she was back to her normal and happy self using sarcasm.
“Oh yeah, I work so hard,” I played cool. She had dropped her pen while laughing and bent over to pick it up. I noticed she wore simple blue jeans a long sleeve black shirt with the Penguins logo on the front. She was dressed so simple and relaxed, and yet she still looked appealing to me. Her hair was up in a messy bun. Naturally it wasn't overly long or too short. Just the right length to wrap around your hand while making love to her. Ever since last night at the club, I’ve been getting these thoughts a lot.
“Crap, well, I got to go and film some footage for the show, and supervise. Do you wanna come over later on tonight for dinner?” she whispered to me. “Sure, is 5 good?” “You know it. Have a good practice,” “Thank you!” I yelled as I bolted towards a puck and took a shot, getting it in. The guys all came up behind me and started gawking at her. Sure, the guys would flirt with her and lately the comments have become more vulgar, but her response to their comments was to turn red and just give a nervous laugh or snap back with a flirty reply or a harsh comeback. She didn’t care about being fancy, heck, the girl showed up to work in a long sleeve, jeans and a messy bun! She doesn’t care! What you see is what you get with her, and I like it.
After practice I went home and relaxed, also packing for tomorrow mornings early flight. On my way over to Brittany’s I threw the bag into the car along with my hockey bag. We were going to be gone for a 3 game away trip so the load was rather large this time. When I arrived to her house, she opened the door on the phone, motioning to me ‘one minute’. I noticed she was in the same jeans from before and changed her sweater to a little more nice of a sweater and her hair was down and straight. She was talking to her mother. “Yeah, I’ll call you when we land, okay, I love you too, say hi to everyone for me, ok, love you, bye.” When she hung up the phone she looked at me and said cheerfully, “sorry about that, it was my mom,” “I got that.”
As I approached she instantly made a face. I don't know why I loved seeing that look on her face and just gave her that half smile that “drives all the women crazy.” I couldn't help but laugh when she just rolled her eyes at me, giving me a hug. “My, you look a little more awake than you did earlier this morning.” I chuckled. “Shut up,” she laughed slightly tapping my chest playfully. She led me into the kitchen and began to stir a pot of what I was assuming was pasta. “So what are we having tonight? It smells delicious!” “Cappaletti.” “Oh, so you are making that dish you promised me you could make,” “Yeah, I told you I would!” “I feel special,” “You should,” she winked.
After our meal we were in her room watching a movie. We were sitting on top of her bed, my arm around her shoulders, hear head leaning on my shoulder. I was gently stroking her hair as she massaged her hand on my thigh. “You know, I really liked how you dressed to work today. It was very relaxing and real,” “Really? I thought I looked pretty crappy.” “You looked cute. I liked what you were wearing.” “Why?” “Because it’s like you don’t care what people think and I love that. What you get is what you get with you and I love that.” “Well, I’m not trying to impress guys at my work. But on my free time, maybe I am.” She said, looking up at me smiling. I felt an instant jolt of electricity shoot through me at the contact. "I'm being serious with you." "Whatever, I don't interest guys at work." she smirked. “Well you interest me.” I leaned down to give her a sweet kiss.
Before we knew it the movie was over and we were both asleep. I set her alarm for 6 so we would get to the airport in time, hoping she didn’t mind. When I woke up, I gently lay her down and went to relieve myself. The alarm was going to go off at any minute, might as well wake her up myself. I went back into the room. And there she laid on the bed asleep. I couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked curled up sleeping. She looked so content. I got settled in and I just couldn't resist kissing her on her cheek. Man she smells good.
**Brittany’s POV**
The alarm suddenly went off, I let out a groan and turned it off. How did that turn on? I looked next to me and saw Sidney smiling at me. "Well good morning sunshine!" he laughed. I’m sure I look so confused right now. I just stared at him. “We fell asleep during the movie and I turned on your alarm incase, so we wouldn’t miss our flight. “Oh, thank you. And good morning.” We then got it into separate showers and got ready.
After my morning routine I started busying myself making my coffee. When Sidney came down, he said “you know if you want to carpool today we can. I don’t mind taking you.” "Are you sure? I just don't want to cause you problems." He sighed and asked "Why would you think you would cause me problems? We’re going to the same place anyway?" "Well how is it going to look with you spending the night? I don't want your team to get the wrong idea."' "Don't worry what other people think. I don't. And as for my team, you don't have to worry cause those idiots won’t figure it out.” This surprised me so I whipped around and looked at him "Seriously?" He laughed "You sound surprised?" "Clearly I am." trying to see if he was telling the truth I grabbed my coffee and sat at the table. He came to join me. “Their stupid, trust me. And it’s not like we slept together, so we’re all good.” “Alright, I’ll go with you.” I smiled, sipping my coffee. “By the way, I forgot to mention this earlier when I smelt the coffee. Tim Hortons?” “You know it.” “We’re so Canadian.”
7/29/13