Intrigue

Michael Del Zotto hit the stage and our table went wild. He flashed us a killer grin and blew us a kiss as he strutted by. The bidding opened at one thousand dollars. I kicked Ava under the table and she turned bright red. Abby quickly bid and we ended up pushing an embarrassed Ava on stage to claim him at a bid of four thousand dollars.

He joined our table as the bidding opened on Marc Staal. We won that as well and he picked up Ericka and posed for pictures. We waited awhile for some of the other guys to get sold while we talked. "Come on you two, you can't be alone the rest of the night" Mike whined and Abby and I laughed.

Ericka was well on her way to being drunk and was sitting awfully close to Marc. Ava looked sort of scared of Mike, who seemed crestfallen when he found out she was Tazer's girlfriend. Ryan was auctioned off second to last and I thought that Abby may just snatch him off the stage. She finally won him, it wasn't cheap either. She got up on the stage to claim him and took pictures for the media.

Henrik was the last to come out. I wanted like hell to back out and not bid on him. I didn't want Brent to get mad at me. Abby finally convinced me that it was all in good fun and I opened the bidding. Henrik winked at me and the table went crazy. The boys were chanting his name and I finally heard them yell "Sold" at a hefty thirteen thousand dollar price-tag. I had a headache just thinking about Brent knowing I had spent that much, even though I made pretty good money.

Henrik smiled as he jumped down and put his arms around my waist. He made sure to introduce me to the crowd as Alexa Seabrook and sure enough, it started a round of "Blackhawks Suck" chants.

We finally sat down, all nine of us. Mike was taking a ton of pictures and talking to Sean Avery, who was being followed by a woman who looked to be about sixty.

The music came on and Henrik pulled me onto the dance floor. "So you are enjoying your night?" he asked and I nodded, entranced. His accent made me want to undress him.

"Well it is early still doll, although I do suppose we will have to do something about our friends" he said nodding towards Marc and Erica, who may as well be sitting on top of each other, toasting shots.

After the song ended we walked back to the table. Abby pulled me aside and let me know that she was going back to thr hotel, she was drunk and Mike was taking her back. Ryan told Henrik that him, Del Zotto and Ava were going to get something to eat. "I think you need to get Ericka to bed though." Ryan said and I looked over.

Marc's hand was inching further and further up her skirt. "Henrik" I hissed and he frowned.

In the end Mike and Abby took Ericka home and Ryan agreed to take Marc home which left Henrik and I sitting by ourselves.

We were sitting and talking to a bunch of his teammates when I got a text from a number I didn't recognize. It was a picture from Kris Versteeg. It was of Brent, lying asleep in the bed. Below it he had typed, "you must be one hell of a catch, he behaved himself all night long. He wanted to make sure I told you goodnight from him if he crashed." It made me smile.

I called his cell and let him know I could not wait to see him Sunday. Henrik took me back to the hotel, kissed me on the forehead and said goodnight. I thanked him for the night and went up to our suite.

The minute I got upstairs I groaned. There were loud noises coming from one of the bedrooms and it sounded like the couple was having a hell of a time. I shook my head pissed. I knew I was going to get the blame for whoever was screwing around.

Notes

Uh oh.... bad girls...