Icing vs Frosting

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Sunlight poured into Brad's bedroom. The entire room was a covered in split sunbeams. He opened his eyes and tried to remember why he hadn't shut the blinds. Then the reason snuggled closer into his side. Brad wrapped an arm around Kayleigh and pulled the duvet up around them. Waking up to a warm naked Kayleigh might be the best feeling ever after a long road trip. He was watching her sleep.

"You promised to stop staring at me when I sleep if I move in" she admonished "It's a good thing I love you or it would be creepy Bradley Keith."
"Sorry Doll" he answered "Just glad you were here when I got here. And you are moving in. We need to go get your clothes and break your lease."

"Maybe we could shower and get dressed first" she laughed "I was kind of hoping just to snuggle away the day."

"We can snuggle after you get your stuff." he replied "Let me call a few of the guys and they will help pack everything over. Plus Cunningham has a truck."

"What happened to just bringing my clothes?"

Brad wiggled his eyebrows at her "Those are what we should leave there." Kayleigh smacked his chest. She then realized they were both very naked. She flushed. Brad started laughing when she hid further beneath the blankets. Brad managed to get out of bed and grab her jersey and his boxers. He tossed the jersey on the bed with Kayleigh before heading towards the bathroom.

"Where you going?" she asked sliding on the jersey.

"To get dressed and get a crew together to move you in with me" he answered matter of factly.

"Do I get a say" she called after him.

"Yes" he said "You showering with me or not?"

"Bradley Keith Marchand that is not what I meant!" she yelled towards the open bathroom door. She heard him laughing.

"I'll take that as a no" called Brad.

Kayleigh walked into the bathroom "If I get in that shower with you we won't get anything done." Brad opened the door to the shower and smiled at Kayleigh.

"Hand me the towel over there please"

Kayleigh walked toward the open door of the shower to give him the towel. She saw the look on his face and realized she had made an error in judgment when he yanked her inside the shower and closed the door. Kayleigh cried out as the water hit her. "Damn it Brad." He just kept smiling and laughing. He pushed her damp hair back off her face. Brad could tell she was still mad at him. He grabbed the hem of her soaked jersey. Once he pulled it free from her body he tossed it over top the shower door.

Brad pulled her up back up against his front under the warm spray. He kissed the back of her neck. She was still tense. He kissed the top of her shoulder and over to her ear "Don't be mad." he whispered. He felt her relax against him. His hands roamed over her curves as the water poured down. Kayleigh turned in arms. "You can't be mad at me" he pouted "I just missed you. Didn't want to be without you. Even for a few minutes. Want everything done and you living here before I leave for teambuilding." Kayleigh got on her tiptoes and pressed her mouth against Brad's.

"I can't be mad at you" she said against his mouth "I think that is the reason I haven't killed you yet." She bit his bottom lip "But we are not having sex in this shower." Brad stared at her as if she had asked him the square root of pi. Kayleigh laughed. She grabbed her body wash and scrubby. She moved away from him into the spray of one of the seemly thousand shower nozzles. She started washing. Brad was quiet. She had learned a quiet Brad was a dangerous thing. He then followed suit. Interesting thought Kayleigh why is he behaving.

"Come here" he said. Kayleigh shook her head. Not falling for that again. "No really come here. Best behavior I promise. I shower with 25 people daily I can be good." Kayleigh laughed. Brad quickly washed his hair. Rinsed and slicked it back. I guess quick showers also occurred when you showered with 25 people. He turned her so that she faced away from him. Kayleigh was about to ask what he was doing when he started washing her hair. She was amazed at how gentle he could be. He rinsed all the shampoo out and then repeated the process with the conditioner. Brad was still being very quiet. Once she was rinsed clean of everything he pulled her back against him. He tipped her head back and kissed her gently "See I can totally behave." He shut off the shower. He wrapped the towel in the floor around his waist. Then tossed 2 from the linen closet to Kayleigh.

Kayleigh sat down on the vanity beside where Brad was shaving. She started applying lotion while watching him. She had learned to cherish these quiet times with Brad. Quiet time with Brad was usually few and far between. Kayleigh loved Marchand, she loved the lil ball of Hate, but she was totally in love with just Brad. She sometimes wished everyone could see what she saw in him. But then again was selfish and wanted to keep these moments to themselves. She stood beside him and they brushed their teeth. He bumped her with his hip. She smiled at him. "You know there are two sinks in here" he said looking at the his and hers vanities. She rinsed and put her toothbrush with his.

"I know but I like this one" she said sitting back down on the counter. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "I can't do that from over there." She started brushing out her hair while watching him fix his hair. She laughed because she had hers brushed and fishtail braided before he stopped fussing with his. She kissed his nose and hopped down from the counter "You are high maintenance Bradley Keith Marchand." Kayleigh heard him laughing as she went to the bedroom to get dressed. He was digging in his closet getting dressed. She pulled on her lingerie followed pair of black yoga pants and a bright yellow tank top. She walked into his closet as he was buttoning his henley shirt. "Missed the show" she teased. He smirked at her. Kayleigh was looking through his closet until she found a Reebok zip front hoodie with the Bruin's logo on the chest.

Brad laughed "Make yourself at home." She crossed the closet and gave him another kiss. He pulled her against him and kissed her breathless "Marry me Kayleigh?"

"Nope" she replied kissing him again "Maybe later. I'm going to make us breakfast." He kissed her again and let her go.

"You are going to say yes one of these days" he said as she headed to the kitchen. She was going to marry him. He just didn't know when. He heard her ask about a waffle iron. "I don't think I have one" he stated as he came in the kitchen.

"I guess I really am going to have to move all my stuff here."

"You can redo the kitchen" he said sitting on a stool at the bar "Order whatever you need or what you want. Hell you can redo the entire place if you want."

"How about we just mix my stuff in and go from there." replied Kayleigh. Kayleigh decided on fixing omelets. "Anything you don't want in your omelet?"

"Egg shells" he teased "Want some help?"

"Nope do whatever it is you normally do when I am not here."

"Then I should strip to my boxers, drink a protein shake, and watch the NHL channel." he replied as he retrieved his iPad. Kayleigh had laughed more this morning than she had all week. He watched her chop the veggies and ham and sauté them in olive oil. She then threw greens on top the veggies to wilt. He was checking his email as she was beating eggs. Kayleigh was so confident in the kitchen. He loved watching her. Liz, the player assistant, emailed him back with the name of the packing and moving company they used when people got traded. He explained in the next email that he needed the company to pack Kayleigh's apartment and move it all to his place. Liz asked if he was sure. He laughed. Liz agreed to contact the company and get them as soon as possible. He told her they would be at the apartment packing her clothes and things. He looked up and saw Kayleigh plating breakfast. She put a plate in front of him along with juice.

"Thanks doll" he said "You are going to ruin me."

"No that is all in the food bible." she replied "It's just a matter of putting it together in an appealing way." She joined him at the counter with her omelet.

"Yeah well it beats the hell out of shakes all the time." His iPad chirped. He read the message from Liz they would meet them at Kayleigh's at 11:30 . They had an hour until they had to be there. "Call your landlord and find out what it takes to break the lease."

"Brad you are not paying out my lease." she admonished "It has at least 10 months on it." He said nothing. "I'm serious." He gave her the same innocent look he gave the linesmen when he was being hauled to the box.

"What 's the point in them paying me stupid money to play my game if I can't take care of my girl."

"Because it's not your lease. I don't want anyone to think I am using you."

"Everyone knows you are way out of my league." he replied "They don't understand what you see in me. They know you aren't a stripper or a gold digger." Brad put their plates in the dishwasher along with all the cooking stuff she used. "All I hear is don't fuck this up." He walked back over and sat beside her "Let me do these things Kayleigh Jo."

"Fine" she replied as she leaned over to steal a kiss. "But let's not go full on Marchand."

Brad's eyes darted around but didn't meet hers. "Define full on Marchand?"

"What have you done Brad?" she asked shaking her head.

"We are super busy. I have a game tomorrow, then team building, and then season starts." he explained "No time to pack and move. So I called Liz. She helps guys who are traded to quickly relocate. So I hired the moving company the Bruins use to move you here. We have to meet them at 11:30. " Kayleigh was staring at him. "You have the bakery. And if I asked you would have said no. I don't want to give up a minute with you. They will pack, move it all, and we can send what won't fit here to storage. I just wanted to make it....." Kayleigh stopped his words by kissing him. Her tongue was at the seam of his lips then they were together. They alternated between sweet loving kisses to deep sensual kisses. They were both breathless.

"What about the kitchen" he asked kissing the side of her neck.

"The kitchen" she asked as he pulled the zipper of her borrowed hoodie down. He pushed it off her body. He ground his hips into hers. He continued kissing her. Brad picked her up and sat her on the counter top. He tossed her tank into the living room followed by his shirt. He the stripped bra from her body. "Can't do this now." she said as he slid his hands inside her pants. He smirked at her and she knew she was lost.

Kayleigh was still flushed in the face as they arrived at the apartment. She walked into her bedroom with Brad trailing behind her. They were more than 30 minutes late. The movers were everywhere. They kept looking at her and at Brad. She prayed it wasn't because they could tell that she had just had wild sex with Brad up against their kitchen counter.

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