Hadlee attempted to roll away from the bright source of light, but couldn't. She was stuck. Hadlee cracked open her eye and attempted to assess why the UK marching band drumline was beating her brain. Why was it so hot? Had Caroline turned off the air conditioner again? Hadlee wiggled around and realized the reason she couldn't roll over was due to a very large male body. Hadlee's brain went into panic mode. She remembered the club, dancing with Brad, and finally it all came to her in bright bursts. She was in Kevan's bed. She looked to her right and saw a large expanse of naked Kevan. He was face down on the bed with his arm around her waist as if she were his favorite teddy bear. He had one of his legs wound between hers. The man was throwing off heat. Hadlee picked his arm up off her waist and managed to untangle their legs. Hadlee need to use the bathroom and find her clothes... all of her clothes. Hadlee slid off the bed and noticed her date shoes sitting on Kevan's beside table. It's a start thought Hadlee. As she head toward the bathroom she saw her panties on the floor. She made a grab for them and headed to do her business.

Hadlee managed to find a wash cloth and removed most of the makeup from the previous night.
She pulled the ponytail holder off her wrist and managed to capture her tangled hair into a messy bun. Kevan was apparently going to be hard on her lingerie judging by the condition of her underwear. She tugged the University of Vermont shirt down as far as she could before wondering back into the bedroom. She slid back on to the bed and snuggled up next to Kevan. Hadlee was laying on her side stroking his back and playing with his hair. Kevan looked at Hadlee and smiled.

"Way better than Laettner" he mumbled. Kevan leaned over and kissed Hadlee. "Good morning, Miss Reynolds."

Hadlee then realized that not only had he put her in one of his t-shirts but it had his name and
number on it. "You trying to mark your claim, Mr. Miller." He kissed her again.

"Nope, I did that last night." he smirked at her.

"Did what?" asked Hadlee. Kevan actually came up off the bed and looked at Hadlee. Hadlee started laughing at the look on his face. Kevan then quirked and eye brow up at her. "I will give you something to giggle about Hadlee Belle." Before she knew what was happening Kevan was straddling her waist tickling her body all over.

"Stop Stop!" exclaimed Hadlee " I give up." Kevan rolled them so she was laying with her head on his chest.

"What do you want to do today Hadlee?" asked Kevan. He hoped the answer was stay here in bed with him and do nothing. He had exactly 2 days left before pre season officially started. Two days to convince her the hell of pre season, regular season, and hopefully post season was worth staying with him. It was hard to believe it had only been 3 days since he met Hadlee. He didn't know what this was but he knew he didn't want her with anyone else.

"I had majorly exciting plans for this weekend before I met you." said Hadlee running her hand over his abs. Need to say a small prayer of thanks to the makers of under armor briefs thought Hadlee. "I was going to spend all day with Jax. I need to catch up."

Kevan looked at Hadlee. "Jax?" he growled "Who's Jax?" Hadlee looked up at him and smiled. "You're doing that growly thing again." She moved her hand lower on his abdomen. She ran finger along the seam of his briefs. Kevan grabbed her hand before she could go any lower.

"Grumpy bunny" said Hadlee. Hadlee moved and kissed him on the lips. "Jax Teller" she said against his lips. "You know Sons of Anarchy. Hot scruffy California boy." Hadlee nipped his bottom lip. "Then again I have one of those right here." She rubbed herself against him like a cat.

"I have it on DVR but I have not watched the newest season." replied Kevan "Hadlee, I swear you make me a jealous caveman." Hadlee laughed out loud. Kevan smacked her bare ass.
"Damn it, Miller." Kevan rubbed where he had smacked her. He then leaned down and kissed the red spot. She giggled then rolled away from him. Hadlee sat up and slid of the bed.

"Where you going Hadlee Belle?" asked Kevan

"I want pancakes." she replied walking through the room in his shirt. "Since I don't have pants or even panties. I can't go out. So I'm raiding your kitchen."

Kevan levered out of bed. Hadlee took in the full sight of Kevan Miller stretching in boxer briefs. That should be on a billboard thought Hadlee. Brad mentioned them wanting more female fans that would do it. Kevan Miller in his underwear would bring out women in droves. Kevan walked to his dresser and tossed her a pair of green shorts. He made his way into the bathroom as Hadlee slipped on the shorts. She tied them as tight as possible and rolled them down at the waist.

Hadlee made her way to Kevan's kitchen. So far raiding his pantry yielded protein powder, protein bars, various colors of Gatorade, and a lot of supplements. The fridge was not much better mostly condiments, more Gatorade, eggs, the previous nights Chinese, and bottled water. Hadlee plopped down on his lowest counter with a white Gatorade.

"Doesn't look like pancakes, Hadlee." laughed Kevan as he put on a t-shirt. Hadlee looked at him and made a pouty face. He had also put on a pair of Bruins track pants.

"You fuck me senseless and have no food in this house." she pouted " I have resorted to drinking white Gatorade. For future reference I usually on drink blue or orange."

He came over to Hadlee and put his arms on either side of her body "You and Marchand might share a brain."

"You also fucked him senseless and didn't feed him?" asked Hadlee taking a long drink of Gatorade. Kevan took the bottle and drained the rest of it.

"Not even, Hadlee. Brad refers to Gatorade by color not by flavor. You apparently do the same thing." Kevan grabbed her face and pulled her into an open mouth kiss. She tasted like cherry Gatorade and maybe still a little like cinnamon. Kevan bit her bottom lip. Then placed a little kiss where he bit her. "Come on. Let's go to your place. I'll throw Blacker out of your room and you can get dressed. Then we will go have breakfast."

"I want to shower and get cleaned up" she replied.

"Nope just get dressed. Pack a bag and come home with me." Kevan kissed her neck as he said this. He then kissed up her jaw and back to her mouth. "After breakfast we can watch Sons of Anarchy, we can nap, have cold Chinese food, and you can take a bath in my giant tub."

"Quite the offer, Mr. Miller" Hadlee whispered "Will you be joining me in the tub?"

"Depends?" he replied

"On what Mr. Miller?"

"Whether or not you want me there or not?"

"So I get to decide." smirked Hadlee "In that case I suggest we get moving so I can have my pancakes."

Kevan grabbed Hadlee and walked towards the door. He slung her over his shoulder. Hadlee thumped on his back. "Kevan, you do know that I can walk."

"You planning on walking barefoot in Boston or are you planning on rocking those fuck me shoes with my Vermont gear."

"Valid point Mr. Miller" smiled Hadlee " Guess you will have to be my slave until I find shoes."
In the elevator Kevan placed Hadlee's feet on top of his so she would get her feet dirty. Even standing on his feet there was more than a 10 inch height difference. Hadlee's hair was slipping loose from the bun it was in and she was wearing his clothes that were several sizes too big.
He couldn't help but think he wouldn't mind spending every Saturday morning this way. The elevator doors opened Kevan picked her up again.

"Morning Miller. Miss Reynolds" said Greg the doorman "I'll get the door."

"Thanks, Greg." replied Kevan

Kevan unlocked the SUV and deposited Hadlee in the front seat. Hadlee buckled her seatbelt and noticed her phone in the cup holder. She had several missed calls and a few texts. Hadlee scanned through the missed calls. She saw 5 of the 6 missed calls where from her twin Westlee. Kevan slid in the driver seat and slipped his sunglasses on. He looked over at Hadlee. He apologized for leaving her phone in the car. Hadlee told him it wasn't a big deal but that she probably should call her brother. Hadlee flipped through the text messages. There were 4 from Caroline describing various stages of her night with Seguin. Another of Blacker passed out in her bed. Finally, a text from Westlee. It was a screen grab of the instagram picture of her and Brad. Her twin had written a short direct message "What the fuck, Hadlee?"

Kevan heard Hadlee mutter Damn it under her breath. He looked at her and she had her nose wrinkled up like she did when she was thinking. She sent a text and lowered the phone. She then asked "Were you okay with me dancing with Brad?"

"Yeah" replied Kevin "I am not much of a dancer. Obviously you are. Marchy loves to dance. He is mouthy but he would never hit on a girl I really like."

Hadlee's phone pinged. She looked at the phone dismayed. She waited for the red light and turned the screen towards Kevan. He looked at the picture and laughed. The photo showed her and Marchy dancing. Brad had his knee between her leg and they were both grinding into each other. The photo had a caption that said "Lil Ball of Hate" gets wild with former SEC cheerleader. The next pictures were various pics from Hadlee and Brad doing shots, Hadlee sitting in Kevan's lap, and her in her UK uniform and a picture of Brad kissing her when she walked into the VIP area. The chatter in the twittersphere was that she was dating Brad Marchand.

"Kevan I'm sorry!" said Hadlee

"Why, because some gossip site thinks you and Marchy are cute together?" asked Kevin

"I don't want you or anyone else to think I am one of those puck bunnies." said Hadlee "Plus I am getting texts from my twin asking what is going on."

"Wait, you have a twin?" asked Kevan "Marchy may be the happiest guy on the planet."

"Um, not a girl. Westlee is all dude." laughed Hadlee "He is not amused at this moment. He said he walked into post this morning and Brad and I were taped to his and my other brothers lockers."

"Brothers?" inquired Kevan. "How many are we talking about? Are they in school why do they have lockers."

"Um you have a locker mister!" laughed Hadlee. "I have 3 brothers 2 older and my twin. Ashley is the oldest, then Courtney, and finally my twin and I. The boys are all KY State Troopers like my daddy."

"You have 3 older brothers and a father who are cops? Why do I have a feel I would get my ass kicked if they knew where you were last night?"

"Surely the big bad Bruin isn't afraid of my bros."

"Not afraid but definite respect the hell out of them."

Hadlee smiled. "I love them and respect them but they can all be over protective jerks. They have all served in the Marine Corps. They are all active duty. Court just got home a few weeks ago from Afghanistan. They are coming to visit soon. Apparently judging by the texts West has a few things to say to Marchy. Bless Brad's heart West is about 6'1 and built like your Looch."

"I would have probably went into the military if I didn't have hockey. I have a friend who is a Navy Seal. I guess since I told him he could dance with you I will have to protect Brad. And I guess I need to ask if it's okay to date his little sister."

"Don't you think you should ask me first?"

"Depends" replied Kevan

"On what?" inquired Hadlee

"Whether or not you are gonna say yes?"

" I reserve the right to answer that question after pancakes and a bath."

"Lawyer speak, eh?" laughed Kevan as he pulled into her parking garage. Kevan carried Hadlee in the door and in the elevator. Hadlee explained she walked barefoot to get the mail all the time. No need to carry her. Hadlee dug in her purse and couldn't find the key. Kevan knocked on the door. A very naked Tyler Seguin answered. Well not completely naked, he was clad in boxer briefs. Kevan's hand slid down over Hadlee's eyes. Hadlee started laughing as Kevan kept his hands in place and pulled her against him.

"Pants Seguin! Now!" growled Kevin "Where the hell is Caroline?"

"Bed" replied Seguin pulling on his jeans. "Thought you were Jesse. He went to get coffee and shit. Fuck Miller I'm sure she has saw other naked guys. I mean know I am awesome as fuck."

"Seguin, I have not killed you yet purely because it would break Marchand's tiny crazy heart."

"Dude, chill!" said Tyler

"Chill you put Jesse in my girls bed."

Kevan finally under covered Hadlee's eyes. Tyler looked at Hadlee decked out in Kevin's college colors. Tyler winked at her and Kevan " You're welcome."

Notes

Glad this is making you ladies happy. I love their interactions.