The Ice Queen

Chapter Forty

It's Thursday, February 16th, and I was laying in my bathing suit, soaking up the sun in Sunrise, Florida, we had a game against the Panthers tomorrow night. After I flew home from Boston, I had to go to practice and then home for some sleep because we flew out this morning. When we arrived at the hotel the afternoon, I practically ran up to my room, changed and skipped outside to lay in the lawn chair, adjusting it so that I was laying on my back as I tried to get a tan.

"Red!" I heard and leaned up to see some of the guys walking out of the hotel and towards the pool area. They waved towards me and I smirked and waved back.

Marcus walked over towards me and bent down, "We're gunna play some volleyball, you in?"

"Naw, I'm good right where I'm at," I smiled and Marcus chuckled as he stood up and walked back over towards the guys.

After lying out in the sun for almost an hour, I was now laying on my stomach, I felt water dripping on my back. I sighed and turned around, ready to yell at one of my teammates for doing this, when I stopped and saw a little boy.

"Hi sweetie, can I help you?" I asked as I sat up and looked at the boy who looked to be nine or ten.

"Andrew! Oh I'm sorry, he likes to just walk right up to pretty girls," a guy said as he walked over towards us and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder.

"It's all right," I said and smiled towards the kid, "You've got good taste," the boy known as Andrew smiled and tried to hide his blushing face, "You're too cute."

"So uh, I'm Scott," the guy said and held out his hand.

"Alyssa," I said as I shook it and then instantly regretted wearing this bikini. I felt a little uncomfortable as he stared at me, he had to have been around my age, "You're little brother?"

"Yeah, family vacation at its finest," Scott said and I nodded my head, "What about you?"

"Something like that," I said and then looked over towards the volleyball court to see the guys in a middle of a game.

-Mike-

"Who's that?" Nick asked and I turned my head to see what he was talking about to see some guy talking with Alyssa.

"Look out!" I heard and turned my head and quickly ducked when the volleyball was coming right at me, "Nice!"

I stood back up and looked at Alyssa closely, she was stiff, and practically flinched when the guy placed his hand on her knee, which I smirked when she removed. I turned back towards me team and got them to look over; of course we're going to rescue her.

Alex and I walked over towards her and came up behind the guy, "Red," I called and she smiled towards me. The guy turned around and his eyes widened when he saw us, I noticed that he had a kid with him. He was shoving the guys arm and smiling brightly.

"I told you she was Alyssa Brace," the little boy said and I smirked, "The Capitals!"

"You're a hockey player?" the guy asked Alyssa and she stood up and I gulped when I saw her.

'...Damn that body...' I smirked when I saw her in the red bikini top and mini shorts bottoms.

"Come play," Alex said as he held out the ball, "Captain's orders."

Alyssa giggled and nodded her head, grabbing her things and then waving towards the guys. She stood in-between us as we walked over towards the court.

"Thanks," she muttered and I threw my arm around her shoulder and chuckled.

"Of course you need rescuing," I said and Alyssa laughed and nodded her head.

"I'll just take score-"

"Nope, you're playing," Alex said and Alyssa whined, "Captain's orders."

"Fine- But I'm serving," she barked as she stole the ball from Alex's hands and walked towards the serving line of our team.

-Milan-

"Man, we're freezing our asses here and she's in Florida," Brad muttered as we walked off of our bus, heading into our hotel in Winnipeg, getting situated before our game tomorrow night against the Jets.

We had just won our away game against Montreal in a shootout last night, a great relief after losing against the Rangers two nights before that. I was happy to see Alyssa, but I was sad to watch her go, it was hard bringing her to the airport and watching her go through security to get to her flight. We were both tired that morning, barely getting any sleep, too busy having fun.

When I got to my room, I saw that it was about seven at night, I wanted to talk to Alyssa. I looked at Nathan to see that he was already dialing Tammy's number. I smirked and pulled my phone out, but then decided to grab my ipad and facetime Alyssa.

"Baby!" I heard before I saw her face. I smiled brightly when she appeared in front of the screen only wearing a bikini. My eyes widened and I looked around to make sure no one was around me, "Are you in Winnipeg?"

"Are you aware that you're not dressed?" I chuckled and she looked down and then back at the screen.

"I was tanning," she said and I rolled my eyes and smirked, "And playing volleyball."

"Well, can you change?" I asked and she sat up and started to take her top of, "Geez, Alyssa-"

"What?" she asked and I bit back a groan as I saw her breasts. I looked over towards Nathan to see that he was on the balcony.

"The things you do to me, woman," I chuckled.

"Now or the other night," she smirked.

"Little vixen- Every second, you don't even have to be here, just have to be on my mind," I said and she threw a shirt on and laid back down.

"I miss you," she said and I sighed and nodded my head.

"I miss you too, I wish you didn't have to go," I said and she nodded her head, "This summer before training, let's go somewhere?"

"All right, where?"

"Anywhere, just the two of us," I said and she smiled brightly.

"Yeah, I won't see you once training starts, you're going home right?" she asked and I nodded my head, "I'll be in L.A. with some other guys."

'...Well if I have my way then you'll be wearing black and gold next season...'

I finished talking with Alyssa, Nathan even joined in towards the end. When we hung up, I changed and then headed towards the door.

"Where ya going?"

"To see Z, I wanna see if Pete's gunna try and get Alyssa for next season," I said and Nathan nodded his head and followed behind me.

-Alyssa-

“Come on! What the hell is wrong with you guys?!” Alex growled as he stood in the center of the locker room and glared at his teammates.

When we played the Panthers on the 17th, we won, the final score being two to one, I was happy to score the winning goal. On the 18th, we lost in overtime during our away game against Tampa Bay, the final score being four to three. On the 20th, we we’re killed in our away game against the Hurricanes, the final score being five to zero.

It’s Wednesday, February 22nd, we had just lost out away game against the Senators. It was our third loss in a row, four away games in a row, we were tired and desperately wanted to get back to our home ice to have some sort of advantage.

After Alex and Coach lectured us for a while, we went back to the bus, to our hotels and to our rooms. No one said a word, I went into my room and heard my phone going off, just as I was about to look, there was a knock at my door. I sighed and opened my door to see Mike standing there. Ever since Brad warned me to keep an eye on my teammates, telling me that they were getting too touchy with me, I’ve been trying to keep the hugging and stuff to a minimum, I didn’t want the guys getting the wrong idea that I was into any of them.

“Mikey, what’s up?”

“Just angry about the loss,” he said and I sighed and nodded my head.

“When we get home and get some rest, things will get better,” I said and he nodded his head, “I’m going to bed, I’ll talk to you in the morning.”

“All right, thanks AJ,” he said and then turned around, looking a little disappointed, but I shrugged it off.

I looked at my phone, remembering that it had gone off to see Milan had texted me, and I managed to let out a smile.

[Bad night, happens to the best of us]

I hit reply and just sent him a smiley face, too tired to actually type something out. He replied instantly, just a heart and the word ‘nite’ next to it. I smiled at my phone and tapped copy and pasted the same thing he sent to me back to him.

‘…Oh Milan, I miss you so much…’ I thought as I collapsed onto my bed and scrolled through my pictures to find a picture of the two of us together on Valentine’s Day, and then another in Ottawa during the All Star game, ‘…I love you…’