Endless Possibilities

Ava had been up for a couple hours, and had already eaten and gotten ready. Her pale blue baby doll dress caressed her lower thighs that had been freshly shaven a few moments before. Sid's jacket caught her eye, hanging on her dining room chair in the center of the room. She walked over and slipped it on, smiling at his scent that still lingered. His smell brought her happiness, enveloping her senses making her feel loved. His lips, their power to sweep her off her feet with one touch. Those eyes, the dreamy vortexes that seemed to stare into her soul. Everything about him seemed perfect, but could that prove to be true?

***

She flicked on the TV to temporarily get him off her mind. The only half decent show on was Awkward. Ava had always been amused by its humor, relating some of the sarcasm to scenarios she had with her mom. She missed her family, who all lived back home in Chicago. She had moved to Pittsburgh in hopes to get a fresh start after a work conflict left her without a job. She had still been looking, with a background as an ER nurse. Nothing new had come up and she felt as though her future in Pittsburgh seemed bleak. That was before she met Sidney. She couldn't understand how one encounter with a man she barely knew could make her feel rejuvenated, to say the least. After a few episodes, she decided to call Sid. As the line was ringing she could feel her heart pounding in her ears.

"Hey beautiful." His smile was readable through the phone. "Am I ever going to get my jacket back?"

"Of course, but only if you come over to my place for lunch." Ava studied the subtle cracks in her ceiling.

"Sounds like a plan. I just got done with practice, so I'm gonna shower real quick. I should be there around noon."

"See you then." Ava hung up and bit her bottom lip, contemplating what to feed a hungry 200 pound hockey player.

***
Sidney shed his gear and stepped into she shower room. Everyone had already left since he had decided to stay on the ice a bit longer to practice his slapshot. The steam was thick and opaque, similar to his thoughts. The shower handle turned with ease, letting the water run over his broad, muscular back. He tilted his head back in ecstacy, feeling his sore muscles slowly relax. After lathering and shampooing, he dried off and wrapped a towel around his burly waist. Returning to the locker room, he unzipped his duffle bag and removed some clean clothes. After sliding into black formfitting boxer briefs, he zippered into some light wash jeans that hugged every curve. A heather gray tshirt cascaded down his back, complimenting his perfectly sculpted physique. He threw on a black ball cap and some socks along with training Reeboks before glancing in the mirror. He did a double take when he noticed a figure approaching behind him.

Notes

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