Hadlee was sitting in court Monday morning waiting for the arraignment docket to be called. Leaving Kevan's the night before was one of the hardest things she had done in the recent months. True to his word they snuggled, watched the last season of Sons of Anarchy, ate left over Chinese, and learned more about one another. The more she learned about him the more she liked him. She had teased him about his Millertime tattoo until he had told her it was a memorial to his grandmother. He in turn had kissed each one of the 3 paw prints on her shoulder that symbolized her cheer championships. They also managed to christen his bathtub and almost flood his bedroom. It had been a great weekend. She knew that he had reported to the Bruins this morning to start the meetings and medical portion of camp. It was going to be crazy week for Kevan. Hadlee just hoped to see him this week.

Court was finished for the day and Hadlee had returned to her office for several meeting with clients that afternoon. She had grabbed a quick lunch on the way from the courthouse to the office. Hadlee was reviewing the client files for her meetings when Mark walked in. Mark was one of the younger partners at the firm. Hadlee wasn't sure if she liked him or not. But every time he spoke to her she liked him less. Mark closed the door behind him. "Mark do you mind to leave that open? I'm expecting my 2 pm appointment."

Mark looked at Hadlee then the door and cracked it open. "How was your weekend Hadlee?"

"It was fine, Mark. How was yours?" inquired Hadlee not even looking up from the file. She hoped he would get the hint a leave.

"Just fine?" he questioned. Hadlee turned to look at Mark who was perched on the edge of her desk looking at his phone. Hadlee supposed if you were into extremely pretty slick guys Mark would be attractive. Hadlee however was not into guys like Mark or getting involved with guys she worked with. She wanted to know why the hell he was sitting on her desk like the Nanny. Hadlee smiled at Mark and replied with a curt affirmative answer.

"Hadlee, Boston might be a big town but if you hang out with certain types of people you can't help but be seen." Hadlee snapped her head towards Mark. "I know that in Kentucky you were a cheerleader and I assume were around lots of athletes. But the media in Boston is more advanced than Kentucky. You need to be careful who you are dating." He made air quotes with his fingers when he said dating. Hadlee was staring at him quietly. "You know that those Bruins have a girls all over the place. While I can see why Marchand would be interested. It won't last. You need to think about your career and this law firm. If you think you will get off the petty crime docket while dating your way through the local hockey team I can assure you it won't happen." Hadlee was fuming.

"Mark, who I do or don't date is none of your or the firms business." she replied firmly "I am not dating Brad Marchand. He is a friend. He is a great person. You should see him and the boys interact with fans. Obviously you have looked at the crap the internet spewed this weekend. Did you miss the photos of the Bruins and the kids at the diner?"

"It's our business if you embarrass this office. It was brought to my attention that Mr. Marchand also showed up at court Friday." Mark held his phone out to Hadlee. The phone showed a picture of her and Brad at the club. It was a photo of Brad kissing her. "Do you think this is how we want our attorneys portrayed Hadlee?"

"Brad and Kevan Miller came to take me to lunch. They were in no way a distraction and no one even noticed they were there until it was time for us to walk out the door. I am not dating Brad Marchand. However, if I chose to date Brad you would have no say in what I do. I'm sure others in this firm go out to have drinks with friends. I will address this with Mr. Shaunessy when he comes in this afternoon, but I won't sit here while you judge me or Bradley for that matter." she stated matter of factly.

"I'm not sure Shaunessy needs to know" he replied "you really don't want him to think less of you. Do you?"

"He will know Mark." she affirmed "If this is how this firm is going handle these issues I need him to understand where I stand."
"I'm not sure we need to bother him" backtracked Mark.
"Too late" replied Hadlee sweetly " I just sent him an email detailing our discussion. I cc'd you so you would have it. " Mark glared at Hadlee. "By the way Mark if you ever accuse me of whoring myself out again because I am some dumb Southern belle I will personally kick your ass. You should also know that I am dating Kevan Miller."

"He's a goon." stated Mark.

"He's a better person than you." she stated "See yourself out. My appointment is here."
Hadlee completed her meetings and was quietly working in her office. She was organizing files for the hearings she had this week. James Shaunessy knocked at her door. She turned and stood up.

"Sit down, Hadlee" he stated "So I see you and Mark are getting along well."

"Sir, I'm sorry." replied Hadlee " I had no idea that the photos would cause an issue."

"Hadlee" he laughed "They didn't cause an issue. Mark took it upon himself to talk to you. In fact, I think he thought he might be the one show you around Boston."
Hadlee snorted "Sorry."

Mr. Shaunessy laughed. "Hadlee we won't interfere in your personal life. The judge has said positive things about you."

"That's great Sir." she replied. She watched him turn to leave her office.

"Oh and Hadlee, I have season Bruins tickets if you ever want to go to a game."

"Thank you, Sir. I still don't understand much about the game. Marchy is teaching me. "

"So it's Marchy?" he asked.

"Bradley is a really good friend. However, I am kind of dating Kevan Miller."

"I've saw the pictures as well Hadlee." he replied "You may have been out with the Bruins and Seguin but in most of the photos I saw you were wearing a U of V shirt. I think he has been a welcome addition to this team. He and Hamilton are both going to have to step up since we traded Thorton."

"I will take your word for it" she laughed "I will tell him Sir."

"Be good to him this week, Hadlee" he smiled " The poor son of bitch will be killed out because it's camp week."

"I promise." Hadlee packed her purse and trial box and headed to her car. She drove to her apartment. Hadlee called for Caroline and no one answered. She went and changed out of her work clothes. She threw on a UK tank and a pair of blue Nike pros. Hadlee pulled her hair into a high ponytail. She heard her phone chiming in the other room. She smiled at her phone she had set the pull up picture as Kevan's image on her phone. A shirtless Kevan as definitely a happy sight.

Kevan: I've survived. Been poked and prodded. Through endless meetings. Want to grab dinner?

Hadlee: Sure. Out or In?

Kevan: If you come over you can use the tub and I will grill.

Hadlee: K I will come visit.

Kevan: Wanna stay?

Hadlee: I've got court at 9 am.

Kevan: I have to be at camp at 8. I promise to let you get some sleep.

Hadlee: See you soon.

Hadlee packed a bag including work clothes and headed to Kevan's. She was debating telling Kevan about Mark. She decided that she would leave it alone. He needed to be worried about camp and not her asshole coworker. She would however tell him that Shaunessy said he needs to step up and that he was a season ticket holder. She could see his smirk already. Hadlee could get used to coming home to Kevan. Her phone chimed as she got in her car. She replied without looking.

Hadlee: On my way

Brad: Awesome. Want me to tell Millsy you are leaving him?

Hadlee: Sorry, thought you were Kevan. How's it going?

Brad: Good so far. Meeting suck. I've got settle down and get the puck in the net.

Hadlee: Isn't that all y'alls goal?

Brad: LOL I've created a monster. Just wanted to let you know take it easy on Kevan.
Tomorrow will suck even if he isn't tired. He kills himself every year on fitness day of camp.

Hadlee: Got it feed him, bath him, and put him to bed.

Brad: TMI Hadlee Belle!

Hadlee: By the way my coworker doesn't think you are good for me.

Brad: I'm not, but Miller is.

Hadlee: I'm gonna be your wing chick once camp is over

Brad: Promises Promises. Stop texting and go to Millsy's place.

Hadlee laughed as he sent her a picture of him kissing his phone. Brad was a trip. She drove to Kevan's rocking along to Brantley Gilbert. She parked and greeted Greg when she entered the lobby.

"Miss Reynolds" replied Greg.

"Hadlee" she said in turn "Please call me, Hadlee. Only the judge and the defendants call me
Miss. Reynolds."

"Hadlee, Mr. Miller is waiting for you on the roof." he instructed. "I'll take your bag to his apartment. You just go on up to the roof."

"Thanks, Greg." she called as he hit the elevator button to send her to the roof. The doors to the elevator opened to show a deck space. Kevan had his back to her. The boy was grilling shirtless in low slung cargo shorts.
"Didn't your momma ever tell you not to fry or grill naked, Miller?" she called.

Kevan turned around and smiled at her. "Nope, must be a southern thing. Missed you!" He dropped a kiss on her mouth. He pulled her flush against his front. Hadlee put her hand on his muscled chest and pushed him away.

"Nope! I've got orders Miller. I am to feed you, bath you, and put you to bed." said Hadlee
"Orders? From who?" asked Miller. Hadlee laughed and related her text conversation with Marchand. "I'm gonna kill him. He cock blocked me and he isn't even here."

"You need to rest for tomorrow." she replied as she stroked her hand down his chest. "Finish grilling and I promise to make it worth your time." She stuck her hand in his front pocket and pulled out his keys. Hadlee then turned and walked off.


"Where you going Hadlee Belle?" he called after her.

"Bathtub" laughed Hadlee. Kevan groaned. He began moving veggies and steaks around on the grill. Hadlee disappeared. He was shaking his head. Hadlee kept him on his toes that was for sure. Kevan pulled out his phone and sent Brad a text message that simply read "DICK!" He finished pulling everything off the grill. He heard his phone chime.

Brad: Dude you know that you will be shit tomorrow if you spend the night with Hadlee.

Kevan: It might be worth it.

Brad: Not when Whitey kicks your ass.

Kevan: She is in my bathtub.

Brad: What the fuck are you talking to me for, eh

Kevan: Valid point Marchy

Kevan took the stairs down to his apartment. Hadlee left the door unlocked. Kevan found her flip flops by the door. Followed by her Nike pros. He found her tank top near the kitchen. He sat the platter of food on the counter. He retrieved her matching sports bra in the hall near his bedroom door. Kevan found a tiny pair of boy short panties in his bedroom. He heard Hadlee's ipod playing in the background something about stealing your heart just like a gypsy. Kevan thought that might be most accurate thing anyone could say about Hadlee. He walked into the bathroom and saw Hadlee up to her breasts in bubbles his entire bathroom smelled like limes and coconuts. Hadlee was sitting in the middle of the tub singing with music. God she is fucking beautiful thought Kevan.

"Food is getting cold" called Kevan from the door. Hadlee crooked her finger at him and beckoned him closer to the tub. "You promised I could take a bath while you grilled. Way I see Miller you have your timing off." He leaned over and put both hands on ledge of the tub. Hadlee got up on her knees and kissed him. Kevan bit at her bottom lip until his tongue plundered her mouth. Hadlee ran a soapy hand along his chest. They broke the kiss. "It will be a mess all over again if I get in, Hadlee"

"So don't get in and sit on the edge and keep me company" she replied as she lazily kissed him again. Kevan returned her kiss and of course complied with what she asked him to do. Hadlee leaned back against the back of the tub. She asked him to put his legs in the tub.
Hadlee then stood up in the tub. Water and bubbles cascading down her body. She pulled the clip out her hair and it fell in a riot of waves. Kevan had captured a mermaid in his tub. She stepped between his legs and pressed her soap body against his chest. She kissed his forehead. Then his nose. She kissed his mouth. Hot little opened mouthed kisses then went down his jaw, down his neck, and finally she placed a smacking kiss on his collarbone. Hadlee knelt in the tub again. She then licked his nipple and nipped it as she continued to kiss down his abs. She pulled at the waist band of his shorts and ran her tongue along his v cut. Hadlee tugged at his shorts. Kevan lifted his hips as he removed his shorts. "Forget something, Miller" she queried as she kissed him just above his cock. He was about to answer when her warm soapy hand grasped the base of his cock. She placed a kiss on the head of his cock.

"Uh, Hadlee" Kevan growled "Don't start something we can't finish, Babe. Please."

"I intend to finish this Mr. Miller." replied Hadlee before she licked him from the base to the crown of his dick. Hadlee then lick his head like a lollipop. She pulled him inside her mouth and ran her tongue up the soft underside. Kevan's dick harden even more in response to the suction Hadlee was applying. Kevan watched her head bobbing up and down in his lap. All rational thought had left his brain. He was sitting on the edge of his tub and Hadlee was blowing his mind and other things. Her hand was working his cock in time with her mouth. Kevan was making small noises and Hadlee was loving every minute of it. "Babe, I'm close if you don't want..." Once Kevan closed his eyes and threw his head back she redoubled her efforts. Kevan came hard with Hadlee's name on his lips.

Kevan grabbed Hadlee and pulled her up against him. Water sloshed everywhere because of his quick movements. "Bed now Hadlee!" She kissed his mouth tenderly. He in turn ravaged hers.

"No Sir" said Hadlee " We are going to eat. You are going snuggle with me while I watch crap reality tv. Then we are going to bed."

"Hadlee" he said resting his forehead on hers "I... let me. You're not some random fuck."

"I know that, Kev." she replied kissing his mouth. Kevan got dressed and grabbed a big towel for Hadlee. He wrapped her up and kissed her again. "And if you ever forget I always have Brad!"
Kevan swatted her butt as he left the room. Hadlee called that she was stealing a t-shirt. Kevan just laughed and asked if she packed a bag. She replied she did but didn't bring pj's. Kevan tossed another Vermont shirt into her. Hadlee came into the kitchen and grabbed a white Gatorade out of the fridge. She asked Kevan how many U of V shirts he had. He asked her how many Wildcat shirts she had?

"Touche, Miller." she laughed "You're going to have to give me Bruins one eventually."

"I've put on a lot of muscle so they are larger than those."

"My boss promised to take to see a Bruins game. Apparently he is a fan." she stole a piece of asparagus " He told me that you need to step up since you traded Thorton."

Kevan laughed out loud. She smiled at him as they stood at the counter and ate. "Did I even get that kinda right?" Kevan nodded. He loved the long I sound when her southern came out. When the plates were loaded in the dishwasher he told her they could watch whatever she wanted in the bedroom. Kevan changed into a pair of boxer briefs and crawled into bed. Hadlee snuggled into his chest and informed him that Bachelor in Paradise was probably the worst show ever but they were watching it anyway. Kevan laughed. Hadlee was right but watching her reaction was worth it. This is where she belonged in his arms in his bed. They fell asleep with the TV on.

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