An alarm bleated loudly near Caroline's head. Why was it so close to her head? She didn't remember setting an alarm. Caroline hated alarms. But Dougie was an alarm machine. Not as bad as Reilly's 5 alarm mornings, but still he had an alarm and an emergency alarm. Caroline pulled the comforter over head and burrowed back into the bed. Caroline kept wiggling until she nearly fell off Dougie's side of the bed. Where the hell was Hamilton? She stuck her head out from the blanket when she heard a chuckle from the other side of the room. Dougie laughed even harder when she gave him the evil eye. He held out a mug of coffee in her general direction. Caroline eyed him harder, but made no effort to move. Dougie moved to the edge of the bed. He sat and watched Caroline attempt to extricate herself from the cocoon she had wadded up inside. Caroline untangled the majority of the blankets and then scooted against the headboard. She held up the edge of the blanket and Dougie managed to climb inside. Caroline had yet to speak to him. He just smiled down at her as she laid her head over on his chest. She was stroking her hand from his hip to his rib cage. Try as he might, he couldn't contain the urge to squirm and giggle. He sat the cup on the bedside table before capturing her hands.

"Not nice, Sweetheart." he said looking down at his girlfriend. No make- up, sloe eyed, and hair in shambles and she was still the most beautiful girl in the world. He brushed her hair away from her eyes. She shrugged at him. "You want to start that this early in the morning? Especially when we are meeting everyone's parents in an hour and a half?"


Caroline threw the covers off herself and Dougie. She was doing mental math with traffic that gave her a little over thirty minutes to get ready. She climbed over his lap and grabbed the mug of coffee. She took two swallows while draped over Dougie's lap. Caroline looked over her shoulder "I have to impress Olympic gingers. Why in the hell did you let me sleep?" she sassed.

Dougie's hand came down on her ass "The Olympic gingers are already impressed." he teased "They're trying to figure out what you see in me."

"Ow, Hamilton!" she groused rubbing her stinging butt cheek "Not a hockey goon." She drained the rest of the coffee and pouted at Dougie. She then realized she was lounging across her very clean, nice smelling, clad in only his jeans very well built boyfriend. "You've already showered?!" she exclaimed.

"Yes Ma'am," he replied "I figured if I got up early and got ready before you then I wouldn't be in the way."

"Maybe I wanted you in the way." smirked Caroline placing the empty mug on the bed side table.

"Nope, because then we would definitely be late." laughed Dougie "Freddy would totally understand. Mom and the rest of the parents, maybe not."

"Fine, you spoilsport." she said as she climbed off the bed. Caroline smiled at him and tossed the shirt she was wearing at his head. He watched her sashay out of her bedroom in only a tiny pair of bright blue underwear. She heard him groan.

"You're killing me, Sweetheart." he called.

"Says the shirtless pro hockey player lounging in my bed!" she yelled as she turned on the shower.

Dougie sat on the edge of her bed. He sat there half hard listening to the sounds of Caroline getting ready to shower. By the time he heard her toothbrush hitting the mason jar holder he was up and striding for the bathroom. He popped the button on his jeans as she climbed under the hot spray. He shucked his jeans and boxer briefs and threw them on top of Hadlee's purple hamper. He heard a squeal as he pulled open the shower door.

"No, sir!" yelled Caroline "This shower isn't big enough for all 6'5 215lbs of you and me."

"We'll fit." said Dougie.

"You can't even shut the door Hamilton. Water is getting everywhere."

Dougie stepped closer to Caroline and shut the door to the tiny shower. She was now trapped between the cool wet tile, the spray, and a wall of hot muscle. Caroline tried to turn around but he held her in place. "Be still or the door will come open." His larger body engulfed her smaller one. Every inch of Dougie was pressed against her. "First things first." he said into her ear "Which shampoo?" Caroline moved to grab the bottle "Be still." he said nipping at her neck.

Dougie grabbed the pink bottle from the ledge. He managed to lather up her dark tresses. He loved her hair. When it was wet it hung past her breasts. He careful rinsed the shampoo from her hair. He then grabbed the matching bottle from the ledge. He started working the conditioner through her hair. The first time he'd watched her condition her hair he'd thought she was crazy. He had been pretty sure conditioner worked the same as shampoo. Nope Caroline started at the ends and barely touched her scalp with the conditioner. Dougie repeated the process he's became familiar with. Caroline stood stalk still as he rinsed the conditioner from her hair.

"Someone has been paying attention." she said as he rinsed her hair "Why don't you put some of this in your hair?"


"Because I refuse to be a ginger who smells like strawberries." replied Dougie "The Strawberry Shortcake chirps would never cease."

"But I am gingery, and I smell like strawberries," stated Caroline “and you love me and my smell.”


“It’s perfectly acceptable for you to smell good enough to eat.” he answered washing out the last of the conditioner. “It’s weird in the locker room. Plus, they give Miller hell about smelling like Bath and Body works.”

“Miller doesn’t mind smelling like the Copa Cabana to swim in his ginormous tub with Hadlee Belle.” sassed Caroline.


“For a long soak in my tub with you? I might take every chirp they can throw at me.”

Dougie stood behind her, running his hands over her back, across her ass, around her hips, soaping every inch of her in strawberry scented bath gel. Easing his fingers inside her, he gently rubbed up and down, feeling the heat and wetness. Caroline gasped as his fingers withdrew. She turned to face him. The hot water beat down on them as they joined their lips again. Dougie trailed his lips down her neck, across her breasts, lightly pushing her backwards, until her back was against the cool wall of the shower. Kneeling in front of her, he lifted her right leg and laid it over his shoulder. Leaving little kisses from Caroline’s ankle to her thigh, he spread her open with his thumbs, and with a quick lick from top to bottom, he stuck his tongue inside her. At the same time he used his index fingers to put pressure on her clit. Caroline grabbed his shoulders, trying to stay standing, her muscles quivering as he increased both the speed of his tongue and the pressure of his fingers.

"Oh, fuck!" Caroline yelled as she came, the sound bouncing around the shower.

Keeping a hold on Dougie’s shoulders, her leg fell off him, and she slid down the wall until she was sitting in front of him. Caroline pushed against his chest until he too was sitting. Using both of her hands, Caroline gripped his cock, and squeezed so the head was sticking out above her thumbs. Licking her lips, she wrapped them around the head. With it inside her mouth, Caroline circled it with her tongue and felt it growing hard in her hands. Relaxing her grip, she lowered and raised her head, until once again Dougie filled the space in her hands. Letting go with her hands, using her lips as a guide, she took all of him in her mouth, slowly, her tongue tracing patterns over Dougie’s skin.


Dougie wrapped his hand in Caroline’s long brown hair, holding her still while he thrust with his hips. It was too much for him. With a loud moan, he shoved her head as far down as she would go. Caroline swallowed and licked, until he was dry. Grabbing her arms, Dougie pulled her up, and while he was still hard, shoved inside her. Caroline gasped at how hard his cock was, and how good he felt deep inside her. Dougie lifted and lowered Caroline, forcing her to take all of him each time. With a groan, Dougie pushed Caroline against the shower wall, and plunged back into her, pounding into her.

Caroline locked her ankles around his back, and lifted her hips to meet each thrust. Leaning back, Dougie slid his hand between them, and using his thumb, pressed on her clit. When he felt her clenching him, heard her moaning his name, he shoved as far into her as he could go, increasing the pressure on her clit, and let go. Caroline came with his name on her lips.

Laying his forehead against hers, Dougie smiled. “We are so going to be late.”

“This is completely your fault, Douglas Jonathan Hamilton.” she said leaning against him. The water was beginning to run cool as he soaped her up for the second time. “You are so taking the blame for this. I am supposed to spend the day shopping with your momma. Now I have jelly legs.”

Dougie leaned in and captured her mouth. His tongue stroked at hers. “I will gladly take blame. And if you want I can carry you around all day.”

“Damn straight you will.” she replied against his mouth. Caroline shut the water off. “Get out of this bathroom.”

Dougie laughed and grabbed her towel off the towel rack. He tied it loosely around his hips. Caroline glared at him. “That is my hair towel, Hamilton.” He smirked at her and grabbed his jeans and boxers from the top of the hamper. He pulled the towel from his waist and tossed it at Caroline. She was toweling her hair dry with said towel as he walked naked into her bedroom. Where had her shy unassuming boyfriend went? Caroline laughed. She kind of liked this Hamilton.

Caroline slapped on her make- up. She quickly braided her damp hair and wound it into a messy bun. A few tugs and it appeared intentionally messy hair not I just got fucked by your son in the shower hair. She moved around spraying body spray and other daily essentials. She was about to move back into her room when Dougie stepped back into the bathroom clad in jeans and a Bruins t-shirt. He held out a bundle of clothes to Caroline and retreated. She looked at his offering and yelled out the door “I love you, Hamilton!”

“We’re still going to be late.” he called “And I love you, too. Now move your cute ass.”

Caroline pulled on the matching set of bra and panties. Dougie knew her well enough to know not just colors but fabrics had to match. He had brought her one of his favorite sets which were white lace. She then pulled on the white leggings and topped it with the oversized slouchy Kentucky blue sweater. She added some lip glass and headed out the door. Dougie was sitting on her bed with her low socks and her blue Chuck Taylors.

Five minutes later they were in traffic headed to the bakery. He was maneuvering around Boston taking the shortest route. They were due to meet his parents in 10 minutes at the bakery. His parents would get over it.

“Grab that out of the cup holder will you?” he said to Caroline.

Caroline pulled his credit card from the cup holder “No.” she replied “You are not sending me off to shop with your mom armed with your credit card.”

"Two things. One, I am treating you and mom to lunch. Use that card to pay for it. Two, if you are shopping for me to fix the frat boy as you say then you will use my card. And three…”

“What happened to two?” she asked smirking at him

“I thought of something awesome.” he replied “Why don’t you and mom do the girls spa thing and get your nails and stuff done?”

“You realize I work.” she replied.

“Yes, I do. Consider it recon for your salon.” he supplied “And if you found a dress for opening night dinner...”

“You’re pushing it, Hamilton.“

“I can just give the card to mom and my instructions.” he answered “She will do whatever I want.” He wheeled his suv into a spot at the bakery. “So, it’s up to you.”

Caroline pouted in the passenger seat. Dougie smiled at her and leaned over the console and kissed her pouty lips. “You cannot unbully by kissing me silly.” He smiled against her lips and resumed kissing.

“Let me take care of you and mom. Please, sweetheart.”

“Was that so fucking hard, Hamilton?” she asked looking into his surprised face. Dougie laughed and kissed her again. He only pulled away when he heard a thump against the driver side door.

“I’m hungry! You can make out later.” called Freddie through the glass.


“Leave your brother alone.” said Lynn smacking Freddie. Caroline laughed and climbed out of the passenger door. “You didn’t need to get dressed up to go shopping with me, Caroline.”

“I didn’t, your boy picked this outfit.” she answered honestly “He does pretty good. Even grabbed my shopping kicks.”

“You know which shoes she wears shopping?” quizzed his brother.

“Damn right, she has shoes for everything. But Hadlee is the shoe fanatic.” replied Dougie wrapping an arm around Caroline “Hadlee has been known to grocery shop in stilettos.”

“It pains me that you know what a stiletto is,” said Freddie disgusted “I think I need to ask for your man card.”

“Careful,” chided Dougie “Miller is very up on his shoe terminology.”

The Hamilton’s walked in on Miller younger brother attempting to hit on Kayleigh. Hadlee was laughing. Brad was all but growling at Miller’s younger bro.

“Holy hell, the blonde in the green dress.” said Freddie “Please be Miller’s sister.”

“Nope,” said Caroline “That would be Hadlee Belle.”

“Is it too late to memorize shoes?” asked Freddie

“Yes, way too late.” laughed Caroline.

“Hey Marchy, do you want to just pee on her leg?” asked Dougie. Brad looked at him seriously before replying “Maybe.” They all laughed.

“Don’t encourage him.” said Kayleigh.

“He does bad all by himself.” said Caroline.

“Yes, but she loves me.” replied Brad from the pastry counter.

“That I do.” answered Kayleigh as she introduced herself and seated everyone. It was loud and everyone seemed to be getting along. Caroline smiled as she noticed Miller’s hand splayed across Hadlee’s abdomen. He couldn’t stop smiling at Hadlee. Caroline had known it would work out. She knew Miller would be happy with anything Hadlee did. She nudged KK. Kayleigh broke out into a beautific smile when she noticed Miller’s hand. Kayleigh had just finished filling everyone’s drink orders. She disappeared and reappeared with a thick brown shake.

She handed the shake to Kevan. “Try it.” she urged. Kevan was not phased by the drink and took a large swallow. Hadlee was almost bouncing next to him.

“Well?” asked Kayleigh.

“It awesome, but I’m not sure a milkshake qualifies as breakfast for anyone other than the squirrel or Hadlee.”

“It’s a Rocky Road protein shake.” said Kayleigh “Meets all your nutrition stuff.” He broke out into a smile. Kayleigh leaned in kissed his cheek “Take care of both our girls.” she whispered.

“Thanks, KK.” he replied “And you know I will.” He turned to Brad “This beats cinnamon toast crunch.”

“Blasphemy!” yelled Brad.

Caroline was sitting next to Dougie smiling at the scene unfolding. This was her family. Her happy place. She loved KK and Had and the boys by proxy. Her entire world hung in the balance of her girls and Dougie. And not even Olympic gingers could knock her off her cloud.

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