The Gentle Giant

I climbed into bed with Andrej, him snoring softly. I knew he wasn’t going to feel the greatest tomorrow. I, the smart one, had taken aspirin and drank a ton of water before I laid down. I fell asleep quickly, my body against his.

I woke up to him showering. I decided to get my butt into gear and jump in with him. He cracked up when I slid in dancing all around. “Danielle you have way to much energy for me. Must be a Canadian thing, eh” he said in a fake accent causing me to burst into laughter and choke on the water. We showered quickly, him going on about renting a boat which apparently was planned at some point during the drunk fest. I threw on a black bikini and wrap, grabbed sunblock and we were off to meet the others on the dock.

Andrej got on the boat first, pulling me on with him. Mike was behind me and I swore he ran his hand against my backside on purpose. I turned but the look on his face didn’t reveal anything. Cabo must make these guys extra crazy, first Ville last night, now Mike. I was seriously perplexed.

I playfully smacked Andrej and walked over to one of the chairs on the deck of the boat. He sat on me, leaning down and kissing me. “You shouldn’t be so sexy Dani, I don’t like my teammates staring.” I stuck out my tongue at him and shooed him away, waving for Pam to sit down.

An hour later, we were by the dock, swimming and jet skiing. Andrej was holding me up in the water, my legs wrapped around him. It wasn’t long before he worked my suit aside and was inside of me. I was happy, at least he was getting more aggressive and making it more interesting.

The rest of the days in Cabo passed quickly. I learned the guys were big flirts but I kept myself busy with Andrej and he became more aggressive, satisfying me more. The vacation was quite nice. I was sad to see it end, knowing we only had a week together when we got back into Canada.

On the flight home Andrej slept and I just stared out the window, happy for a few minutes of peace before getting back to the crazy kid-filled lives of Danny and Raina. Danny picked us up from the airport in Ottawa and took us back to the house, where they were having a birthday party for Cam. We hung with them for awhile before making our way back to my apartment, trying to squeeze in as much alone time as we could over the course of the week.

One week later I was dropping him off at the airport. I was upset, I’ll be the first one to admit it. I had changed my mind and I planned on flying over to see him in two weeks, spending his final two weeks home with him. That made him happy as well. He was dying to introduce me to his family. We were definitely closer than we ever were and I felt right at home with him.

I drove back to my brother’s place, trying to find out what he needed me to do for this weekend’s golf tournament. He gave me a list of this to do and I threw it aside and grabbed Daniel, kissing him on the forehead. The babies were getting bigger already, they looked so much like Danny it was hysterical.

I asked Danny who was coming this weekend and he rattled off a list of players, most of whom I didn’t know, besides his teammates. Raina threw me a grin. “And why are you so curious to see who is going? Are things still good with Mesz?” she asked and I could have thrown something at her.

Right away my brother started on me yelling that I insisted on being with him, and at least he is a good guy and that I better not even think about hooking up with anyone this weekend. I just cracked up. “Guys, it was a simple question. I’m happy with Andrej.”

The weekend came quickly. Andrej and I talked every night on the phone, him telling me all the places he was visiting and me talking about the kids mainly. He loved his home country and made sure I knew it.

It definitely worried me after talking to him to realize how happy he was at home. I was happy in Canada and the United States. I wasn’t sure I could grow to like Slovakia as much as him and I definitely wasn’t sure if I was ready to move out there for entire summers. That definitely weighed on my mind as I got dressed to hit the club everyone was meeting at tonight.

Almost all of the NHL players playing in Danny’s tournament were in town already. Maman was watching the kids so Danny and Raina could go out. She walked into my room dressed already and I wanted to kill her. She already looked awesome post-twins and was fitting back into her old clothes.

I, on the other hand had a hell of a time finding something to wear. I finally settled on a dark pair of jeans and a red tank top, with a pair of heels. I knew it looked good together. I left my hair down and let Raina mess with my makeup.

We got to the club and met the guys at the bar. Danny handed Raina and I a beer as we squeezed into a table with his teammates and a few Penguins. Raina was currently sitting on Talbot's lap and I was squeezed in next to Mike. We drank a few drinks just sitting and talking.

Mike was asking me what I planned on doing for the rest of the summer. I let him know I was supposed to leave for Slovakia in two weeks. “I’m not thrilled with it though Mike. I’m not so sure I want to go over for two weeks. I’m enjoying my time in Canada. I don’t mind being in the United States. I don’t know bout that far away though.”

He just shook his head. “Then don’t go. Deal with him when he gets back.” Mike said getting up to get more drinks. Raina pulled me onto the dance floor.

“So whats going on sis?” she asked dancing around me. I explained the whole predicament to her and she told me to just go with what my heart felt, but to not discount him because of where he lived.

Danny grabbed Raina to dance with his no-rhythm self. I was walking of the dance floor when I felt arms around my waist. I looked back and seen it was Ryan Miller. I had known him for awhile so I danced to a song with him before going and retrieving my drink from the table. Mike grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the booth with him. He seemed a little tipsy. He leaned over and took a sip of my drink, smiling. I knew he was flirting with me.

I got up and walked towards the bar, sitting with Max. He looked at me and smiled. “And why are you hiding over here? “ he asked. “Richards is drunk, hitting on me.”

Max just laughed. “Danielle, come on, let’s go dance.” He said, pulling me to the dance floor. Max had rhythm and it wasn’t longer than one song before he had me flustered. I made him go back to the bar. There was no way in hell I was gonna last another song without making a proposition.

“Sorry Danielle, didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. “ he said with a small smile on his face. He handed me another shot and threw one back himself.

Notes

These hockey guys are nothing but trouble :)