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Hall of Fame

Chapter 22

“So you don’t give private yoga lessons by any chance, do you?” Tyler asked as we sat on his couch.
It’s been 4 days since the teams’ yoga lesson, which also meant this was the first time that Tyler and I have gotten to talk about it, the team had just gotten back from St. Louis last night, or early this morning I guess you can say, after a very successful road trip if I do say so myself, collecting 6 out of a possible 6 points with a win over the Wild, Hawks and Blues.
“I’ve never actually done a private lesson before,” I told Tyler from where I sat tucked under his arm, “but we might be able to work something out.” I gathered my bottom lip between my teeth as I took Tyler’s hand from his lap and intertwined are fingers.
“Might be able to?” He asked as he poked my side with his free hand.
“Yea,” I smiled as I snuggled closer to him. “I mean I have a very busy schedule.” I repeated the words he said to me the day I asked him to meet my sister.
“Whatever Brittany,” he laughed his arms falling to his side as I pulled away to look at him, with a face that I hope looked offended. “What else do you do besides hang out with me?”
I rolled my eyes with a smirk as I realized that he was just messing around. “Well you see I have this thing called a job, which keeps me pretty occupied when I’m not with you.”
“Does it,” a devilish smile plastered on his face as he rubbed my leg from my knee to the thigh, “the only thing I have ever seen you do is make us play silly games.”
“I do not make you play silly games,” I defended, ignoring the way his hand made my leg tingle as I looked at him, “everything I make you guys do has a purpose.”
“Everything,” he questioned, cocking one dark eyebrow.
“Yes.”
“Everything except those warm – ups we did before Yoga.”
I could feel my cheeks heat up, as a crafty smile covered my face, “You have to admit though, we did have fun.” I bit my lip as I waited for his reaction.
He nodded in agreement, as he rested his hands on my hips. “We did, Roussel especially enjoyed that thing you had us do at the end.”
“The tree pose,” I laughed as I thought about Roussel trying to balance himself on one leg while using Demers’ shoulder to study himself but only excessing in making them both fall over.
“Yea, that one,” Tyler shook his head. He didn’t enjoy that one any more than the rest of the team. “You were pretty good though,” he grinned, “I didn’t know you could do that.”
“Yea,” I shrugged, “I taught a few classes in college.”
“Only a few,” he asked, running a hand though my hair.
“Yea,” I shrugged, “I needed some extra money.”
“And you couldn’t have done like stripper classes or something,” he shook his head with a laughing smile. “That would have been really fun.”
“Not like it would have made much of a difference,” I bite back a smile, my cheeks flushed. “I mean most of you were already half naked as it was.”
“Like you didn’t enjoy that,” he smirked, a playful twinkle in his eyes.
“Yea, I guess you’re right,” I played along with him. “I did enjoy watching Jamie with his shirt off,” I laughed resting my hands on his shoulders as I watched the playful smile that covered his face slowly disappear.
“There were like ten of us with are shirts off and the one you picked to watch was Jamie.”
“Yea,” I grinned.
“Does that mean I should remind you just what you missed…” a sly smile covered his face as his hands trailed down to the hem of his grey shirt.
“No,” I shook my head and bit back a smile as I placed my hands over his.
He just laughed as my hands fumbled with his and a blush covered my face. “You know there are millions of girls would probably pay to be in your situation right now.”
“Then go find one of them.” I shrugged because if all he wanted was some girl to fawn over him then he wasn’t going to get that here, and he knew that.
“But what if I don’t want one of them,” he raised a dark eyebrow as he slid his arms around my back and pulled me closer to him.
“Tyler,” I whined, as I studied his brown eyes, only inches from mine.
“Brittany,” he mocked a cheesy smile on his lips and I could feel my pull up at the corners before he closed the distance between us.

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Update please! Really like this one.

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5/19/17

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1/17/17

I read this in one shot and love this storyline! Keep going!

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7/4/16