New Beginnings
'Packing'
Tyler's POV
So, Kirsten and I slept together. It was great, but then she got the job she wanted, and she had to go and get really worried about being fired. I understand, I really do, but it's not like I was going to tell anyone. Except the fact that Jamie and Val saw her and assumed that we did it. They would be right of course, but they couldn't know that. Nobody would know, and I really wanted this whole bed buddies thing to keep happening, so I was going to do my best to convince everyone that it didn't happen.
I drove to pick up Kirsten, and she looked really happy to see me. Then she stepped in the car, and the smile went right off her face. We drive to the rink, and then I had to go and be a dick, and fight with her, and make her mad on her first day if her new job. She stormed off and slammed the door. Great. When she walks into the locker room, I can't help but check her out, and I'm not the only one, I see quite a few heads turn as she offers anyone who need tape to go get taped up. We go out to the ice, since we aren't doing any off ice training today. Jamie skates over and says, "Did you fuck her?"
"Dude, no. I told Val, we played video games and that was it. We didn't even sleep in the same bed. I slept on the couch dammit." I say, and go practice. About halfway through the practice, Jordie hits me in the back, right on my numbers. It hurt like a bitch. It knocked the wind out of me, and Kirsten came over. She takes me back to the exam room, and I get ice, and apologize to her for being a douche earlier. Dave comes over, and I have to sit for the rest of practice, and change my ice a few times. We talk for a little while, and I tell her where I'm from, and stuff like that, and she tells me that she was a military brat, and moved all over, from Japan, Germany, and has visited all over Europe, Asia, and just about everywhere else. We just talk for a while, and it's really nice.
When practice is over, she comes back to the locker rooms with me, and just about everybody is half naked. It doesn't seem to faze her. She cuts off people's tape, talks to Demers about more exercises to do, and John about how he's doing them. We all go down to eat, but she eats with the other athletic staff. She leaves as soon as she's done eating, so I don't get the chance to say anything to her. I stay for a while and talk to my team, and apparently the rumors about Kirsten and I weren't contained to Jamie and Val. I fend off the accusations, and assure everyone that nothing happened. I tell them she got tired and didn't want to walk home, so I slept on the couch, and she eft this morning. I leave the rink, and go back to my apartment. I pack the bag I'm taking to Florida for the few day trip, and text Kirsten.
Me: Hey:) Wanna hang out?
Kir: Um, that's not a good idea.
Me: Yeah it is. I told the guys we were friends , and that I wanted to hang out with you more. They'll think it's fine
Kir: Well, they're already suspicious, and what would we do?
Me: I don't know. I'll come up to your apartment and help you pack for the trip. You've never been on a hockey road trip before.
Kir: Fine, but that's it. You have to tell them I asked you for help packing, because I wasn't sure what to bring.
Me: I'll be over in ten minutes:)
I pull up to her apartment building, and go up. I knock on the door, and she answers it. "Hey Ty." She says. Damn I love it when she says 'Ty'.
"Hey. So, are you excited for the road trip?" I ask.
"Yeah, I am. I have some catching up to do with people there." She tells me.
I step in, and move closer to her. "Is that someone named Ben Bishop?" I ask looking down towards the ground, but then see down her shirt, and smile a little.
"Did you just look down my shirt?" She smirked at me. "And maybe I'll catch up with Ben. Maybe I'll catch up with someone else. You never know."
"Maybe I did look down your shirt." I say, and grab her waist.
"Ty... I'm sorry, but I'm having second thought about this... I really don't want to get in trouble." She said nervously.
"Trust me, we'll be fine. I won't let anything happen to you, and nobody is going to find out." I reassure her, and lea down slightly to kiss her. She kisses back, but tentatively.
"Tyler, I need to really pack..." She pulls away, but I keep my hands close on her waist.
"We can pack. And then get back to making out." I say, and take her by the hand, and she leads me back to her room. "So, you're gonna need a bag."
"Wow, thank you Captain Obvious." She says sarcastically. And she goes and grabs a small suitcase. She grabs the clothes that Dave gave her, and a few things from her drawers. I look at what she is putting in, and see a pair of her underwear. I scoop them up before she can stop me. I go and jump on her bed. "Get off my bed and give me my underwear!" She says.
"Nope! Come and get them." I taunt her. She jumps on the bed next to me, and straddles me, and holds my hands over my head, and grabs the underwear out of my hand. She leans down like she's going to kiss me, and then gets really close, and starts laughing in my face, and gets off the bed to keep packing. She is still laughing. "You think you're so funny, don't you? Don't you?" I ask, and then as soon as she stands up, I throw her over my shoulder with ease. Ten I almost drop her, forgetting about my hurt back. "Shit." I say quietly.
"Goddammit Ty! I know you were just messing around, but seriously! If you want to play Tampa, you better keep your shit together! No picking me up." She is pretty intense about it.
"Okay, okay. I won't. But you're going to get what's coming to you for that. You don't get to bullshit me." I say, mostly joking.
"Too bad I just did!" She says mockingly. i reach in to try and tickle her, and when I reach her sides, she doesn't really react. "I'm not ticklish, but good effort!" She says laughing at me. "I think that's 2-0 me!" And she zips up her suitcase, after I have looked through everything she placed in there. "So what are we going to do, now that you have me all to yourself?" She asks me with a wink. I grab her waist again and pull her into my chest.
"I think we can figure something out..." I say right into her ear, and nibble her ear a little.
"You do, do you?" She says leans back with a smile on her face.
"Mmmm hmmm." I hum into her neck.She pulls her face up to kiss me, and we end up back on the couch. We kiss for a while, and it doesn't seem like it's going to go anywhere, when she takes off my shirt. Then she stands up, and walks away. "Where are you going?" I ask as she walks away.
"Getting you ice for your back." She answers simply. Ten I check my phone, and see a text from
Jamie: Hey, dinner tonight with the team. Meet at the rink and we'll figure out where to go.
Ty: Alright. Who all is going? And what time?
Jamie: Anyone that wants. Team and staff. at 6:00
Ty: See you then. I respond, and go into the kitchen, where she is getting me a bag of ice.
"Dinner with the team tonight. We're going to meet at the rink at 6:00. We're not sure where we're going to go yet." I inform her.
"Sounds good to me!" She says cheerily. I look at the clock and realize that we've been hanging out for about three hours already because the clock read 4:00.
She turns on the tv, and turns on Law and Order: SVU. She plops down on the couch. I slowly walk back over with my ice behind my back, and sit next to her. "I'm going to go get dressed, and then we can go over to your apartment so you can put on real clothes." She tells me, then goes back into her room.
When she comes back out she is wearing a white skirt, and a pale blue top. That's all I notice, besides her long legs, and slight amount of cleavage. "Let's go!" She says, helping me up from the couch. We walk over to my apartment and are just talking, acting like friends in this public place. When we get to my apartment, Marshall runs to the door, greets me, and then practically tackles Kirsten. She takes it all in stride, petting him and letting him lick her face, and just loving him. It was a sight that made me really happy to see. Dogs can be really good judges of character, I've found. I go back to my room and toss my ice in the sink, then change into a nice pair of jeans and a green polo shirt. And then I walk over to Kirsten where she is still loving my dog. I kneel down beside them, and Marshall licks my face, and then I kiss Kirsten too. We both wait there for a little, petting Marshall, and sitting on the floor. Then the time to leave rolls around, and I drop her off at her garage, and we take separate cars.
So, Kirsten and I slept together. It was great, but then she got the job she wanted, and she had to go and get really worried about being fired. I understand, I really do, but it's not like I was going to tell anyone. Except the fact that Jamie and Val saw her and assumed that we did it. They would be right of course, but they couldn't know that. Nobody would know, and I really wanted this whole bed buddies thing to keep happening, so I was going to do my best to convince everyone that it didn't happen.
I drove to pick up Kirsten, and she looked really happy to see me. Then she stepped in the car, and the smile went right off her face. We drive to the rink, and then I had to go and be a dick, and fight with her, and make her mad on her first day if her new job. She stormed off and slammed the door. Great. When she walks into the locker room, I can't help but check her out, and I'm not the only one, I see quite a few heads turn as she offers anyone who need tape to go get taped up. We go out to the ice, since we aren't doing any off ice training today. Jamie skates over and says, "Did you fuck her?"
"Dude, no. I told Val, we played video games and that was it. We didn't even sleep in the same bed. I slept on the couch dammit." I say, and go practice. About halfway through the practice, Jordie hits me in the back, right on my numbers. It hurt like a bitch. It knocked the wind out of me, and Kirsten came over. She takes me back to the exam room, and I get ice, and apologize to her for being a douche earlier. Dave comes over, and I have to sit for the rest of practice, and change my ice a few times. We talk for a little while, and I tell her where I'm from, and stuff like that, and she tells me that she was a military brat, and moved all over, from Japan, Germany, and has visited all over Europe, Asia, and just about everywhere else. We just talk for a while, and it's really nice.
When practice is over, she comes back to the locker rooms with me, and just about everybody is half naked. It doesn't seem to faze her. She cuts off people's tape, talks to Demers about more exercises to do, and John about how he's doing them. We all go down to eat, but she eats with the other athletic staff. She leaves as soon as she's done eating, so I don't get the chance to say anything to her. I stay for a while and talk to my team, and apparently the rumors about Kirsten and I weren't contained to Jamie and Val. I fend off the accusations, and assure everyone that nothing happened. I tell them she got tired and didn't want to walk home, so I slept on the couch, and she eft this morning. I leave the rink, and go back to my apartment. I pack the bag I'm taking to Florida for the few day trip, and text Kirsten.
Me: Hey:) Wanna hang out?
Kir: Um, that's not a good idea.
Me: Yeah it is. I told the guys we were friends , and that I wanted to hang out with you more. They'll think it's fine
Kir: Well, they're already suspicious, and what would we do?
Me: I don't know. I'll come up to your apartment and help you pack for the trip. You've never been on a hockey road trip before.
Kir: Fine, but that's it. You have to tell them I asked you for help packing, because I wasn't sure what to bring.
Me: I'll be over in ten minutes:)
I pull up to her apartment building, and go up. I knock on the door, and she answers it. "Hey Ty." She says. Damn I love it when she says 'Ty'.
"Hey. So, are you excited for the road trip?" I ask.
"Yeah, I am. I have some catching up to do with people there." She tells me.
I step in, and move closer to her. "Is that someone named Ben Bishop?" I ask looking down towards the ground, but then see down her shirt, and smile a little.
"Did you just look down my shirt?" She smirked at me. "And maybe I'll catch up with Ben. Maybe I'll catch up with someone else. You never know."
"Maybe I did look down your shirt." I say, and grab her waist.
"Ty... I'm sorry, but I'm having second thought about this... I really don't want to get in trouble." She said nervously.
"Trust me, we'll be fine. I won't let anything happen to you, and nobody is going to find out." I reassure her, and lea down slightly to kiss her. She kisses back, but tentatively.
"Tyler, I need to really pack..." She pulls away, but I keep my hands close on her waist.
"We can pack. And then get back to making out." I say, and take her by the hand, and she leads me back to her room. "So, you're gonna need a bag."
"Wow, thank you Captain Obvious." She says sarcastically. And she goes and grabs a small suitcase. She grabs the clothes that Dave gave her, and a few things from her drawers. I look at what she is putting in, and see a pair of her underwear. I scoop them up before she can stop me. I go and jump on her bed. "Get off my bed and give me my underwear!" She says.
"Nope! Come and get them." I taunt her. She jumps on the bed next to me, and straddles me, and holds my hands over my head, and grabs the underwear out of my hand. She leans down like she's going to kiss me, and then gets really close, and starts laughing in my face, and gets off the bed to keep packing. She is still laughing. "You think you're so funny, don't you? Don't you?" I ask, and then as soon as she stands up, I throw her over my shoulder with ease. Ten I almost drop her, forgetting about my hurt back. "Shit." I say quietly.
"Goddammit Ty! I know you were just messing around, but seriously! If you want to play Tampa, you better keep your shit together! No picking me up." She is pretty intense about it.
"Okay, okay. I won't. But you're going to get what's coming to you for that. You don't get to bullshit me." I say, mostly joking.
"Too bad I just did!" She says mockingly. i reach in to try and tickle her, and when I reach her sides, she doesn't really react. "I'm not ticklish, but good effort!" She says laughing at me. "I think that's 2-0 me!" And she zips up her suitcase, after I have looked through everything she placed in there. "So what are we going to do, now that you have me all to yourself?" She asks me with a wink. I grab her waist again and pull her into my chest.
"I think we can figure something out..." I say right into her ear, and nibble her ear a little.
"You do, do you?" She says leans back with a smile on her face.
"Mmmm hmmm." I hum into her neck.She pulls her face up to kiss me, and we end up back on the couch. We kiss for a while, and it doesn't seem like it's going to go anywhere, when she takes off my shirt. Then she stands up, and walks away. "Where are you going?" I ask as she walks away.
"Getting you ice for your back." She answers simply. Ten I check my phone, and see a text from
Jamie: Hey, dinner tonight with the team. Meet at the rink and we'll figure out where to go.
Ty: Alright. Who all is going? And what time?
Jamie: Anyone that wants. Team and staff. at 6:00
Ty: See you then. I respond, and go into the kitchen, where she is getting me a bag of ice.
"Dinner with the team tonight. We're going to meet at the rink at 6:00. We're not sure where we're going to go yet." I inform her.
"Sounds good to me!" She says cheerily. I look at the clock and realize that we've been hanging out for about three hours already because the clock read 4:00.
She turns on the tv, and turns on Law and Order: SVU. She plops down on the couch. I slowly walk back over with my ice behind my back, and sit next to her. "I'm going to go get dressed, and then we can go over to your apartment so you can put on real clothes." She tells me, then goes back into her room.
When she comes back out she is wearing a white skirt, and a pale blue top. That's all I notice, besides her long legs, and slight amount of cleavage. "Let's go!" She says, helping me up from the couch. We walk over to my apartment and are just talking, acting like friends in this public place. When we get to my apartment, Marshall runs to the door, greets me, and then practically tackles Kirsten. She takes it all in stride, petting him and letting him lick her face, and just loving him. It was a sight that made me really happy to see. Dogs can be really good judges of character, I've found. I go back to my room and toss my ice in the sink, then change into a nice pair of jeans and a green polo shirt. And then I walk over to Kirsten where she is still loving my dog. I kneel down beside them, and Marshall licks my face, and then I kiss Kirsten too. We both wait there for a little, petting Marshall, and sitting on the floor. Then the time to leave rolls around, and I drop her off at her garage, and we take separate cars.
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8/15/15