The Art of Hockey(#2)

Dakota's P.O.V.
"Sophia! We must go shopping!" I said taking a bite of my Pad Thai while she finished and stroke of blue on the painting she was working on.
"And why must we do that?" She asked, taking a break to sip her tea.
"Because tomorrow is New Year's Eve and we need new sexy outfits." I said.
"But we have guys already." She said looking confused.
"And you don't wanna make them even crazier about us?" I asked.
"Well, then let's go as soon as I'm done! It's on me, no arguments I just sold 2 big pieces and it's the least I can do." She said.
"Fine." I said knowing I didn't have a choice.
We went to the mall and went directly to the dress store. We'd get to the shoes and accessories later. I picked out a couple dresses, but one if them was basically a shirt, god I hate being tall sometimes, one was practically see through but the last one was a long sleeve black dress with a low cut back lined with jewels. It was perfect and thankfully not god awfully expensive.
Sophia and I agreed to show each other the dresses on before we bought them, she loved mine and she looked super attractive in a short, sparkly gold dress with some straps and a slightly poofy bottom. It was stunning against her pale completion and ginger hair.
We got back home and cooked dinner and by we I mean Sophia, I can't cook for shit. It was her famous (in certain circles) spaghetti pie.
We conversed about our New Year's Eve plans and I told her she was coming to the Calgary game with me and then we were gonna party!
"Umm Dakota I already have tickets to the game." She said like she was nervous if be mad.
"Really? From where?" I asked.
"James. He got me some tickets to the game for Christmas and a Neal jersey to wear." She said smiling like you do when you talk about the person you like.
"Oh nice! Where are your seats?" I asked.
"Row 1. Section 146. I believe." She said getting up to put the dishes away.
"Oh! Those are right behind the bench. They're crap for watching the game, but perfect for staring at your boyfriend all night!" I said nudging her shoulder.
"He's not my boyfriend." She said kinda sadly.
"What?!"
"Ya. Well... We're together but he hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend yet."
"Oh. Well sweetie he is crazy about you! He'll do it eventually." I said.
"Really?"
"Ya. Well I'm gonna go take a shower and hit the sack. I'll see you tomorrow." I said walking over to my room.
***
It was New Years Eve. My favorite night of the year ever since I could drink, I mean you can get wasted and then recover the next day with Gatorade and the Winter Classic. My alarm went off as normal at 7:30 a.m. for morning practice and I made breakfast as quietly as I could so I didn't wake Sophia. I arrived at the rink and got my shit done as soon as I could.
"Sooo James you excited for tonight?" I asked while taping his ankle.
"Of corse we're gonna party!" He said.
"I was talking about Sophia coming to the game tonight." I told him.
"Ya. I'm kinda nervous though. Like what if I get hurt or what if I play like shit? Then she'll not like me." He panicked.
"Ask her to be your girlfriend." I said straight forwardly.
"Umm we're together but I any to ask her in a really special way, I'm going to ask her soon. I just don't know when."
"Good. Just don't break her heart." I said looking him in the eye.
"I won't." He said with a smile.
After practice things went as normal I went home and was happily greeted with her cooking for lunch and then I took my nap like usual. I got ready for the game throwing on my khakis, Penguins polo and black tennis shoes. Then Sophia emerged from her room when I told her we should get going in some skinny jeans, black converse and of course her Neal jersey.
"Let's go kick some Flames ass!" She yelled making me laugh as I playfully pushed her out the door.
The game was a success there were little injuries, we won 4-2, and Evgeni and James both had 1 goal and at least 1 assist. This had all the guys in high spirits after the game.
Sophia and I quickly drove back to the apartment and put on our outfits for the night. I wore the dress I had picked out the day before along with some matching silver jewelry, my small black heels Sophia insisted I buy and I put on some eyeshadow and red lipstick to finish off the look. While Sophia put on a gold sparkly dress that screamed New Years with some black heels with a bow on top and she took her hair out of its ponytail and down into its natural curly state.
We arrived at the club around 10:00 and we walked into the place like we owned it. When of course we felt like we did, we got to party with the Penguins all night. By the time the clock was about to strike midnight I was about 2 mixed drinks, 3 shots and 1 beer in.
I made my way closer to Evgeni so we could kiss and say it was just a spontaneous, grab the closest person to you kinda kiss. Which is what it felt like until he got carried away and his tongue invaded my mouth. I pushed him away and gave him a wink indicating we'd finish this later.
Around 12:30 I was in the middle of the dance floor with Taylor Pyatt behind me. I started swaying my hips to the music like I naturally do and he whispered in my ear something about I look really good tonight. It wasn't anything I was worried about, it was simply a compliment and I knew he didn't want to try and take this any further. But apparently it looked worse than it was. I caught Evgeni's eye and he looked furious. He stormed off and I excused myself to see why he was pissed. When I got back the VIP section I was stopped by James.
"Why did G look so pissed?" I yelled over the music.
"He didn't like the way you were dancing with Taylor." He responded.
"Where'd he go?" I asked.
"Out to the parking lot. He said he needed air." James said before letting my arm go and walking off.
I made my way through the crowd and toward the parking lot, almost completely eating it...twice, damn I hate heels.
"Hey Evgeni." I said quietly.
"Hi." He said angrily towards me.
"Why are so upset?" I asked placing a delicate hand on his shoulder.
He jerked away from me, "You're girlfriend. Stop being a... a... Whore with other guys."
I can't believe he just said that!
"Excuse me! I'm not a whore! I was dancing, it was harmless drunken fun!" I said my voice getting louder.
"I saw you with Taylor. He whisper in your ear! You only dance with me like that!" He yelled.
"You don't own me Evgeni! I can dance with who I want. He said I looked good, that's a comment about half the guy in the club have slurred at me tonight!" I yelled back, infuriated with his accusations.
"I'm going home." He said walking off, "Go home with Sophia."
And with that I was left in the freezing air of the parking lot, in disbelief.

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