What Dreams Forget

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Tori Lynn turned and practically ran from Neal's apartment. She was not thinking of anything other than not going back to comfort Neal. She ran face first into Calle as he stood outside her door. "Whoa Flicka! Where's the fire" he asked. Tori Lynn laughed and smiled up at him.
"Got a date with a hot Swedish hockey player. Got to finish getting ready" she replied.
"Ya" he said laughing. Tori Lynn opened the door to the apartment and was happy to see Addison sitting at the bar curling her hair. She half expected to find them banging in the living room.
"Where's Richie" asked Tori Lynn. She nodded to the living room where Richie was playing a video game. Addison waved at Calle who was holding his suits on hangers. He was currently clad in a pair of Preds shorts and Ads t-shirt. Calle always seemed to look like he just rolled out of bed. Tori Lynn figured that was so girls wanted to crawl into his bed with him. Addison gave him a once over and sent him to Richie.
"I've got about 30 minutes of work on Tori Lynn" she announced "Then I will fix your hair."
Calle ventured into the living room with Richie. Addison finished curling her hair and pinned the curls up until she could finish Tori Lynn. They could hear the boys playing video games chirping at each other. Tori Lynn grabbed a cherry coke and a straw from the kitchen.
"Addison do you want a coke?" asked Tori Lynn
"Diet" called Addison. Tori Lynn grabbed her drink and a second straw. Tori Lynn plopped herself down on the bar stool. She was quietly watching Addison apply her own make up. This was a skill Tori Lynn never fully acquired. They had been talking about doing a photo shoot for the band. Maybe she could con Addison into helping her.
"So you talked to Neal?" asked Addison quietly. Which amazed Tori Lynn because she wasn't sure Addison had a quiet function.
"Yeah for a few minutes" replied Tori Lynn "It's not something that can be fixed in 10 minutes."
"But you want to fix it" asked Addison as she started removing the large curlers from Tori Lynn's hair. Addison was teasing her hair as she went section by section. Tori Lynn was starting to believe that she would drown in hair spray.
"Maybe" she replied honestly "It depends if he is James I want to fix it if it is the Real Deal I am done."
"Every coin has 2 sides, sugar" replied Addison "You can't take the good without the bad."
Tori Lynn laughed. "What if the bad outweighs the good?"
"Then you have a hot Swedish hockey player to drown your sorrows with." said Addison "Plus you have me."
"I have you?" she laughed "That's good so far I don't know anyone but the band and the Preds."
"You can call me Addi and I'll give you my number. You might need help juggling these boys."
"So you like Richie" asked Tori Lynn through a cloud of hair spray and over teased hair.
"What's not to like?" said Addison "I hate that he is going to the Wisconsin. But he asked if I might want to come up and watch him play there."
"Richie is a great guy. He has a huge heart. Behind all those tattoos and the fights is a big teddy bear. He has fought hard to get sober and stay sober. "
"Well it's day 3 and I've only went home for about 6 hours. That's completely foreign to me. I don't usually fall into bed with guys." replied Addison.
"We all have those days" said Tori Lynn thinking of Neal.
"So when are you going to tell Calle that you have your heart set on Neal?"
"I'm not. I am hoping I fall head over heels in love with Calle." answered Tori Lynn.
"Good luck with that dollface" said Addi "I'm not sure the kid has it in him. But he is pretty to look at."
Addi continued to work with Tori Lynn's hair. She managed to get it to look exactly like Reese Witherspoon's hair in Walk the Line. With the make-up and hair Tori Lynn was already starting to look like June. Addison finished her own curls and Tori Lynn help her with the bow so that she had her hair just like Wendy's. Tori Lynn grabbed her dress from the laundry room and headed to her room. Tori Lynn changed into the lingerie, petitskirts, and stockings that matched the her June Carter Cash dress. She got the dress on then realized that she couldn't button all the buttons up the back of the floral dress.
"Hey Addi" called Tori Lynn "I need some help"
"Flicka, they went to get something for Richie's costume." replied Calle "Is it something I can do?"
"Depends" she called back "You have any experience in putting clothes on a girl?"
Tori Lynn heard him start laughing and mutter in Swedish. "I can figure it out if not we will call Roman."
"Why would we call Josi?" asked Tori Lynn.
"Because if he can manage to get in his jeans I am sure he can manage to get you into a dress Flicka." teased Calle "You coming out or I am coming in."
"You can come in" said Tori Lynn. She watched Calle come into her room. She laughed because he closed his eyes when he got close.
"You dressed?" he asked.
"Way more clothed than when you boys say you are dressed." sassed Tori Lynn.
Calle muttered something in Swedish then stepped into her room. "So what needs zipped?"
"Not that simple." she answered. She turned to show him her exposed back. Calle took in the vintage lingerie through the open back of her dress. "It needs buttoned. I forgot or I would have made Addi or Richie do it."
"Jag kan göra det älskling" replied Calle stepping up behind her. He started at the button at the base of her spine. They were tiny lavender pearl buttons. Tori Lynn pulled her hair over her shoulder and exposed the rest of the buttons up her back. He felt like his hands were too large to work the small buttons through the holes. But he managed to get them all closed. Tori Lynn let her hair go and it fell back into place. Calle was amazed at how much she looked like the June Carter Cash person. He had been on google to figure out what he needed to wear. Tori Lynn turned around and faced him and smiled. "Thanks Calle" she said "Now we need to get you dressed." "Du är vacker älskling." he replied. "I guess I need to match, No?" He watched as she dug through a box of shoes. She came out with a dangerously high pair of lavender pumps that matched the sleeveless floral dress. She looked like she stepped out of the 60's. She grabbed Calle by the hand and led him back into the living room. "I brought 3 suits. You pick." Tori Lynn was looking at the suits he brought. One had subtle pin stripes it was pretty but not very Johnny Cash. She looked at the second and third one. She picked the third on because it was a little plainer than the others. Tori Lynn handed him the suit. Calle had stripped down to his boxer briefs in the living room. Dear lord they were all beautifully made. Richie chose this moment to walk into the apartment. "Damn it Jarnkrok" said Richie "Can we at least act like a civilized adult. And not be naked in my living room." "Says the guy who answers the door in boxers" laughed Tori Lynn "He's trying on suits for me." "Reverse strip tease" said Addison flopping down on couch watching Calle put the suit on. His ripped torso was quickly being hidden by each button he closed on the black shirt. "Leave the three undone." Calle followed instructions and tucked the shirt into his black suit pants. He pulled his belt through the loops and buckled it. "I don't think I've ever gotten dressed in front of a captive audience" he laughed. "You get dressed in the locker room all the time Jarnkrok." said Richie "Yeah but they are prettier than you assholes." said Calle "Now what Flicka." Addison got up from the couch and forced the center to sit in the stool vacated by Tori Lynn. She worked on Calle's hair until it was slicked back like Johnny's. It however still had the sexy bed head mess that Calle always retained. She then had Tori Lynn sit and applied one more coat of mascara and fixed her lipstick. Tori Lynn heard Richie laughing at Calle. "What" asked Tori Lynn. "I might need my boots Flicka" laughed Calle "I wore skates down here." "Nope too laid back for Johnny Cash." she replied. "You want to come up and see the boys costumes." He asked Tori Lynn. "Sure we can leave from there." she answered "Give me 2 seconds." Tori Lynn went and grabbed her ancient Gibson guitar and a simple black strap. She had the guitar fixed in seconds. "Oh I need pics" said Addi "I will leave his feet out of it." Tori Lynn gave him the guitar and posed him like Johnny. She leaned into him in the iconic pose. Addi snapped several shots. She immediately posted them on Twitter and tagged the Preds, Richie, Calle, and Tori Lynn. Calle turned his head and smiled down at Tori Lynn who even in heels was still several inches shorter than his 6'2 frame. Addison clicked more pictures. "Okay let's get your shoes." said Tori Lynn grabbing her clutch. Calle stuck his arm out for Tori Lynn. They headed to the elevator arm and arm. "Du är vacker älskling" said Calle again quietly. "Okay if you are going to speak Swedish you have to tell me what it means so I can learn." said Tori Lynn "I can teach you hick English." Calle laughed "I just said you were beautiful." Tori Lynn looked away and blushed as they got on the elevator. He had her guitar in one hand and her hand in the other. "I sometimes say things in Swedish without realizing it. If we do that tonight smack us." It was quiet in Calle's apartment. Tori Lynn looked around for the boys. "We don't live together" said Calle "We would kill each other. They all live on this floor though." He switched his shoes and they went next door to Forsberg's apartment. All the Swedes and Roman Josi had gathered there before the party. They had all already started to drink. Tori Lynn refused the proffered drinks. The boys all told them how awesome they looked. Jos wanted to take them out on Broadway to see the crowd reaction. Calle flopped down on the couch and pulled Tori Lynn down beside him. He slung his arm around her. "I've called a cab" said Forsberg. Tori Lynn studied him. He was dressed like the Prince from Sleeping Beauty. A nod to his recently acquired nickname. Mattias was dressed as some sort of solider. While Roman Josi was dressed like a cowboy. "That hat suits you Jos" said Tori Lynn "not all guy look good in cowboy hats." They hung around the apartment for about 30 minutes until the cab arrived. Tori Lynn was surprised at how much she liked the guys. They reminded her of Bodie and Richie. Other than the switching in and out of Swedish it all worked rather well. When they entered the elevator Calle pulled her up against his side. She smiled up at him. He was being really sweet and very attentive even around his friends. When they were in the lobby of the building the doorman indicated that their cab was ready. Tori Lynn laughed when she saw cab was a small Ford Escape. They boys tried to figure out how they were going to manage getting all of them into the small SUV. Tori Lynn's only concern was rescuing her guitar. Calle placed the guitar in the trunk of the SUV. Filip climbed in the front seat next to the driver. Matti climbed into the SUV followed by Roman. Calle jumped in and motioned for Tori Lynn to sit in his lap. "I usually reserve sitting in guys laps for at least the 3rd date Jarnkrok." she teased "I'm not even sure how to do this in a ladylike manner that won't flash anyone." "No worries Roman and I will close our eyes." said Matti winking at her. "Keep it up boys and it will be Forsberg sprawled on y'all's laps." Tori Lynn climbed into the SUV pushing her skirts and crinoline down as she sat on Calle's lap. The boys were laughing at her sassing Matti.
"Hey Flicka" whispered Calle as he anchored an arm around her waist. He turned her so her back was against the door. Since she was so short her legs barely bumped Roman. "Sorry I guess the guys weren't really clear on the number of people." "I guess next time we tell them the Swedish Mafia plus one." she laughed "So where is this party at?" "At Fisher's" said Roman. "Y'all are taking me to Carrie Underwood's home and we are packed in here like sardines. Great first impression." "No it will be fine älskling" replied Calle "You girls will get along like fire and gasoline." The boys all started talking in rapid fire Swedish. She couldn't understand what they were saying but they seemed to be repeating the word älskling a great deal. She could gather from the conversation they were teasing Calle, but she didn't know about what exactly. Tori Lynn looked at Roman. "Don't look at me, I'm Swiss" replied Roman "I am catching maybe every 4th word." "They are being assholes" said Calle. Mattias started making kissy faces at Calle. Calle started to run his hand through his hair. Tori Lynn caught his hand, "You'll mess up Addi's work and we will both be in trouble." said Tori Lynn. Calle didn't attempt to move his hand. He was fairly content to hold Tori Lynn even better she was still holding the hand she captured. They pulled up to a large well lit barn. Filip paid the cab driver and opened the door closest to Tori Lynn. Forsberg held his hand out and helped Tori Lynn out of the SUV and prevented her from flashing anyone else in the driveway. Calle exited the vehicle after retrieving her guitar. He strapped the guitar on his back and held his hand out for Tori Lynn. They were heading into the building when one of the older Preds hollered at the boys. "Okay so Jos is a cowboy, Matti is a soldier, Prince is well a prince" the Pred turned and introduced himself as Matt Cullen "And Cluner is letting you roll with the Swedish Mafia." "Not really a rule follower" answered Tori Lynn introducing herself to Cullen and his wife. "I love it" said Mrs. Cullen "Johnny and June. How long have you all been dating?" "First date" replied Tori Lynn "The Swedish boys move fast." Calle laughed and pulled her closer. "Are you going to charm everyone Flicka?" "Just being friendly Jarnkrok." she answered smiling at him. As they entered the barn she noticed the photographer. He was snapping pictures of them as they walked in. "Hey June" called the photographer "Give him a little kiss." Tori Lynn motioned for Calle to lean down. The photographer captured that and the kiss she planted on his cheek. They wondered around until they found a table large enough for all of them plus Richie and Addison. Mike Fisher came over and introduced himself to Tori Lynn. He asked about how Cluner was doing. "He's still playing hockey so he will be fine" replied Tori Lynn "He's obviously under some sort of duress or he wouldn't have turned you loose with the Mafia." "Calle Jarnkrok" said Tori Lynn looking at him suspiciously "Are y'all some kind of hellions?" "On or off the ice älskling" he asked grinning crookedly at her. He pulled her flush up against him "I will be good for you Flicka." "Fish" called Carrie "I lost you." Carrie Underwood came to stand beside her husband. Mike introduced her to Tori Lynn. He reintroduced her to all the Swedes. "I absolutely love the costumes. June would have loved that dress. Can you play that guitar Calle?" "It's hers" he replied motioning towards Tori Lynn "She can play it. She played it for me earlier." "Hush" said Tori Lynn smacking Calle. "She can play anything with strings" said James Neal coming to stand behind them. Tori Lynn hoped he would behave. She turned to face him. James was wearing a tux with the tie undone and the top few buttons undone. "Really" asked Carrie. "Yes" replied Tori Lynn " Except the upright bass and the cello. It would be a wrestling match with my height." "She sings too" said James looking at her and Carrie. "Alright Nealer. What are you supposed to be?" asked Carrie "Derelict playboy" said Neal winking at Carrie and Tori Lynn. Carrie and Fisher laughed. Tori Lynn realized that James was already well on his way to drunk. He was holding a tumbler of bourbon in his hand and it was mostly empty. "Later Neal" called Jarnkrok pulling Tori Lynn towards their table. Tori Lynn realized their table had been co-opted by several Preds hanging with the Swedes. Calle laid her guitar against the wall and sat in the open chair. Tori Lynn laughed as he had taken the last chair. He patted his lap. Neal was staring at Tori Lynn and Jarnkrok. He wanted to grab her and throw her over his shoulder. James didn't want to be at the party but Tori Lynn made a valid point that his teammates need to know him. So now he was standing next to the bar watching Jarnkrok flirt with his girl. Tori Lynn smoothed her skirt down and sat in Calle's lap. James drained the rest of the bourbon in the glass. He ordered another as he watched Calle whisper in her ear. "You trying to read his lips or hoping looks really can kill" asked his linemate Ribs. "Neither" replied Neal "I fucked up. Bad." "Come on you fucked up. Never" laughed Ribiero. "Royally" said Neal picking up his new bourbon "And the thing I want most is currently sitting in Jarnkrok's lap." "Can't be that dramatic" teased Ribs. "Melanie showed up and announced she was my fiance and was her ever charming self to Tori Lynn. She bolted back to Richie's and before I could even apologize she had a date with Jarnkrok. She refused to break her date with Calle even after I apologized. And Jarnkrok just walked her away from me." answered Neal holding the bourbon up at Ribs. "Maybe it is that dramatic" laughed Ribs "I'm not sure booze is gonna be your friend Nealer. You should probably cool it." "Nope my only date tonight is Maker's Mark. I can't be sober and watch her flirt and dance with Jarnkrok." "Then you should probably call it a night and head home." "No way. She wants me here. Told me I should come so my teammates can get to know me off the ice." "So drunken asshole is your opening volley" asked Ribs "I am the Real Deal" said Neal bitterly "It's what they expect." "Well maybe give them what they don't expect. Call a cab before you get totally obnoxious." "I will keep that in mind." replied Neal. He finished the second bourbon and was starting on the third as Ribs walked away shaking his head. Tori Lynn could feel Neal's eyes on her. Furthermore, his teammate at the bars eyes were on them as well. "Ignore him Flicka" instructed Calle "He is drunk and knows he fucked up." "Did Ritchie tell you?" asked Tori Lynn "Trust me älskling. A crazy blonde claiming to be Nealer's fiance screaming and yelling in the building attracts attention. Just sorry you were collateral damage in the crazy." replied Calle. "I knew better" said Tori Lynn "Want to know a secret?" he asked leaning in close. She could smell his scent bourbon and a spicy cologne. He nudged her face with his. "I don't care that you were in his bed this morning. But älskling I intend to do everything I can to keep you from going back." Calle's hand slid up her neck into her hair. He angled her face and kissed her gently. He was about to kiss her again when Cluner cleared his throat behind them. "Taking this Johnny and June thing seriously" asked Cluner looking at them "Keep your hand and lips off Tori Lynn or we will be down a Swede." Tori Lynn looked at Richie then looked back at Calle. She started laughing and buried her face in Calle's neck. "Don't tell me what to do Richie. Leave Calle alone." Before Richie could answer she had pulled Calle in for another kiss. The rest of the team at the table let out a whoop and were giving Richie hell. She looked up in time to see Neal stalking out of the room. Her eyes followed him. "Let him go älskling" said Calle against her mouth "No good will come of it now." Calle kissed her again. She started to protest and he deepened the kiss. Dear lord, maybe they had it all wrong maybe it wasn't a French kiss. Maybe it was Swedish.

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