Everything I could ask for. (Completed)

Madeline sat on one of her mothers fancy new Pool Chaises as she liked to call them, a beer in hand and her Ray Bans on. Her parents barbecues were big social events in Markham. If you were invited it was like you were peasants coming into the King and Queen's kingdom where you got to party alongside Jeff Skinner, Tyler and Jack Gilmore, Michael Del Zotto, John Tavares, Cody Hodgson, Alex Piets and more. People died to come to one of these "Barbecues." They were really just huge parties where her mother were her newest Calypso cover up and her father got to show off his grill skills, and his fit body which showed he could probably still play in the NHL. "Mads where is your boy toy overall first pick." Jeff Skinner said sitting down on the chaise next to her. "Family obligation. The Lemieux's have him." She said not flinching, taking a sip of her beer. "I wanted to congratulate him." Jeff said in a sad tone. "Another time Skinnsy." She said chugging half her beer. "Mads." Morgan said as she took off her sunglasses. "You wanted to show me something?" She smirked. "Yeah come on." She got up off the chaise and walked towards the house. She looked down at her bikini, it looked good on her body, navy and white stripes against her tan skin. Once they were safely in the house he pulled her into the nearest closet. "So this is the closet I wanted to show you." She said laughing. "It's nice." He leaned in to kiss her and she met him half way. "You looked so hot out there." He said as their bodies meshed together. "Your not so bad either James bond." Morgan looked hot in his black swim trunks.

The closet door opened without them hearing it. "Okay so I guess there isn't a pair of swim trunks in here." They instantly pulled away from each other. "Uh no there isn't that's the closet by the front door." She said staring back at Steven Stamkos. "Okay...Madeline show me?" Steven was one of her best friends he had been in this house a thousand times. "Yeah." She said fully humiliated. Morgan stayed in the closet for a while before coming out. "IN THE CLOSET NOW." Steven said as they got to the front of the house. He opened the closet and they both got in it. "YOU ARE CHEATING ON AARON WITH MORGAN." Steven shouted. "Lower your voice." She said glaring at him. "You know how Aaron is, he like turns on and off, he's hot and cold, he's nice then mean..." Steven rolled his eyes. "This is not a Katy Perry song this is your life Mads. You need to decide what to do, break it off with Aaron and then and only then you start dating Morgan publicly later this summer. Or the hockey community will know something was up. I can't deal with this now, your dad has me making the steaks." He walked out of the closet, and she walked out with him. "Cheating on me with Stammer?" She knew that voice. "A! What are you doing here?" She said half fake smiling. Half not. "The Lemieux's can have a night of my face, I couldn't miss the first Gilmore Barbecue of the summer." He said linking his arm around her waist. "You look beautiful babe." He said whispering into her ear. Now she felt bad. "Everyone's out back. Steven just needed to talk about something in private. You know girl problems." He nodded as they walked out back together. "Guys Aaron's here." She yelled as her mom hugged him, her dad gave him a firm handshake, her brothers slapping him on the back. She looked down from the deck, at the patio and pool underneath. Morgan sat there staring up at her, knowing Aaron was here. He was talking to Cody about Buffalo. "I am sorry." She mouthed. "It's okay, I am not going anywhere." He mouthed back. She smiled. She regretted everything.
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Morgan sat on the pool lounger listening to Cody go on and on about how Buffalo is rebuilding and how Toronto and Buffalo will get there, they will be back on top once again. He wasn't listening, he wasn't paying attention. He was glued to Madeline and Aaron. He had his hands all over her like she was a piece of meat and he was ready to eat it. His eyes checking her out made him sick. "Mads I think it's time for a dip." Aaron said picking her up. "Aaron let me down." Madeline whined looking over at Morgan. She couldn't swim. "Leave her alone Aaron." Morgan said. Steven stared at him. "What?" Aaron said holding her. "Leave her alone you know she can't swim." He said standing up. "Yeah I know she can't swim, it's a joke." He said putting her down safely. She looked like she was about to cry and ran upstairs to the deck, her mother wrapping her in her arms. "It's not funny." Morgan said inching closer to him.

"It was." Aaron said walking towards him. "Whatever Aaron." Morgan said walking past him brushing him a little. "Come back here Rielly." Aaron bellowed. He walked up the stairs as Aaron followed him. "Leave me alone." Morgan said turning around. "No I am not get out of my girlfriends house." He said standing in front of him. "Why? You were the one being an asshole to your girlfriend!" Morgan shouted. "Do you know who am I?" Aaron bellowed back. "Yeah a draft pick of the Panthers you asshole, I've known you for a while Aaron stop being such a douche." Morgan said walking by him and down back to the pool. "Get out of here Rielly." Aaron said following him. "No." Morgan muttered. "Get out!" Aaron said pushing Morgan into the pool. "SERIOUSLY Aaron." Madeline said running down the stairs as Morgan came out of the pool. "What is your fucking problem." Morgan said coming over to Aaron. "Your my problem, why are you standing up for my girl? She can speak, she has a voice." Aaron said making a fist and unmaking it, every two seconds. "Yeah who can talk over Aaron fucking great Ekblad, I am a better defenseman then you." Morgan said. Fuck him. Fuck Aaron. "Wow your a son a bitch." Aaron said. Madeline shut her eyes, then reopened them when she heard the slap of Aaron punching Morgan in the eye. "WOW Aaron are you kidding me?." Madeline said as she ran to help Morgan. Morgan just saw black, then when he could see he saw Madeline looking down at him. "Ow."
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"Get out Aaron, I'll talk to you later." Madeline said slamming the door in his face. "Yeah I'll talk to you later, that's for sure." Aaron said yelling at her front door hitting it with his fist. He winced in pain, it throbbed. Madeline ran up the stairs and into her room locking the door behind her. "Morgan." She said she saw pools of blood leading to the bathroom. That was going to be annoying to clean up. "Here." He said holding a towel up to his swollen eye. "Well Aaron has a Brandon Prust fist." She said letting out a laugh. She sat down on the marble floor, looking up at Morgan who sat on the edge of her free standing tub. "It's not funny, it hurts." He said wincing as she took away the towel. It was black and blue and purple and swollen all at the same time. "Come on." She said pulling him into her bedroom. "Sit." She pointed at the bench sitting in front of her bed. He didn't put up a fight. She grabbed neosporin and left it on the bed. "I'll be right back." She said leaving her room to get him new ice. "How is he?" Her dad said sitting on the marble island in their kitchen. "Mom's going to kill you if she sees you sitting on her marble island." She said grabbing a ziplock bag and threw a bunch of ice into it zipping it up. "How is he?" He asked again. "He's bloody, black and blue and swollen. How do you think he is?" She said looking at him. "Clean him up and sew him up." He said getting off the counter, leaving and coming back with a thread and some material to stitch up his eye. An ex NHL player always had that handy in his house. "Thanks." She said grabbing a scissor.

"Do you know what your doing?" Morgan said wincing in pain. "Yes hold on." She cut the last stitch and sat the scissor on the ground. "Perfect." She said in approval. "I probably look like frankenstein." He said getting up and looking in her bathroom mirror. "Not bad Mads." Morgan said coming back into his room holding the ice to his eye. "I am sorry." She said sitting on her bed. "It's not your fault, it's mine I should of just let him throw you into the pool. Actually no It's his fault." Morgan said coming over to her and kissing her deeply, she kissing him back. He broke away. "He doesn't deserve you." He said kissing her again. "Morgan..." He looked back at her. "What?" He asked hoping she wouldn't ask him to stop. "Stay the night?" He smiled, a big grin. "Yeah." He said kissing her forehead. "Hold on." She got up and brought him a towel washing off his chest. "I forgot there was blood there." He said not breaking his stare away from her. "It was hot, but I have white sheets, blood on white isn't going to come out." She said looking up at him as she threw the towel onto the ground. "Did I tell you how good you look in that bikini?" He said pulling her towards him. "I think so." She said looking back at him. It took everything for her not to just do him right there. "Let me change." She said kissing him as she went into her closet.
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Morgan lay there as his arms were wrapped around Madeline, there bodies next to each other on their side. She had taped the icebag to his eye but he had thrown it out before they hopped into bed. He just lay there in silence, he wished he could be there and now he was. He took a black eye for her. He was falling heavily for her. He fell asleep with a goofy smile on his face.
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"I am sorry about tonight, call me when you wake up beautiful. My hand is sprained. I won't be practicing for the next couple weeks. Come visit me in bed. (:" Aaron had left Madeline that text message hoping she would respond right away, she didn't. If only he knew she was wrapped in some other guy's arms at that moment. Aaron may break someone else's hands.

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