I take a deep breath and knock on the door. The light comes on and he answers the door in a t-shirt and pyjama pants.

“Phoenix what are you doing here?” he asks sleepily.

“Can I talk to you?” I ask hesitantly. He opens the door and gestures for me to come in. I didn’t realize how much I missed being here. I walk in and make my way to the kitchen. He follows me and hands me a bottle of water. I start pacing and I don’t know where to start.
“Sidney I’m sorry. You were right. I was running. I was giving you an out and I thought it was the best thing for you. For the both of us, but I can’t be happy without you. Not many people find their soulmate but I did and I’m tired of fighting it. I love you so much Sidney.” He takes a step towards me but I take a step back. “But there’s something I have to tell you,” I say regretfully. By the look on Sidney’s face I could tell he already knew what I was going to say. “I slept with someone else. I was really drunk and depressed and it was a stupid mistake. I am so sorry.” He takes a step back and stares at me for a long time.

“Who was he?” he finally asks, his voice strained.

“Some guy I snowboard with.” I reply, staring at the ground.

“So you’re friends?”

“Kind of? It’s not like we have any kind of history,” I say quietly.

“You should go,” he says flatly, not looking at me. I turn around slowly and head for the door. He couldn’t even look at me. I thought I would feel better after coming clean but I feel even worse. I head home with my heart feeling heavy.

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“So what happens now?” Carl asks over breakfast a few days later.

“The ball is in his court. If he can see past my mistake and forgive me, then great. If not, well, I don’t like to think about that option. I mean I dumped him, slept with someone else then tried to come crawling back. I’ll be surprised if he ever speaks to me again,” I reply despondently.

“How long has it been?”

“A week,” I reply quietly.

“He’ll come around. He’d be stupid not to. We all make mistakes. It’s not like you cheated on him.”

“That’s not the point. I did a really shitty thing and now I’m paying for it.”

“Are you coming to the game tonight? It’d mean a lot if you were there,” he says pleadingly. Leave it to Carl to guilt me into going to a game I’m trying to avoid.

“Fine. But I’m sitting in the stands.”
I get to the arena during warm ups wearing my Hagelin jersey. I find my seat and it’s beside two teenage guys. I sit down and I can tell they want to say something.

“Whoa you’re Phoenix Hagelin. Can I get an autograph or is that weird?” The taller one asks. I shake my head and sign his program.

“We’re huge snowboard fans. We watch every competition,” the shorter one adds.

“Whoa Crosby is looking right at us,” the taller one exclaims. I look over and make eye contact with Sid. My heart stops and I stop breathing. Someone passes him the puck and he’s soon back to skating around.
I spend the game cheering with the two guys and the penguins beat the Oilers 3-1. Sidney recorded a point on two of the goals scored. I sit in the stands and wait for the arena to empty. I text Carl to let him know where I am and soon I’m the only one left sitting there. I hear someone coming down the stairs behind me and figure it’s Carl. They sit down and I turn to face them, only to find Sidney sitting there.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, shocked.

“Carl told me where you were,” he responds. My heart is racing and I know he’s here to talk about something. “You know I used to think my whole life was out there on that ice. My entire life, hockey has been the only thing that’s mattered until I saw you sitting there. When I have a good game all I want to do is celebrate it with you. When I have a bad game, all I want to do is come home and confide in you about it. Even when I’m playing, I can’t get you out of my head. I’ve never felt like this about anyone before. That’s how I know you’re it for me. You’re the one.” He pauses and my mind is reeling. “I’m angry that you slept with someone but I love you, and I forgive you.” My eyes start to water and I put my head on his shoulder. We sit there quietly for a while, staring out onto the ice.

“So now what?” I ask quietly.

“We’re together. We’re clearly better when we’re together,” he says, his hand stroking my thigh. He was right. I boarded a lot better and his hockey performance was much higher. We get up after awhile and head towards the parking garage. We walk hand in hand and for the first time in weeks I feel as though everything is as it should be.

We arrive at Sid’s house an hour later and all I want to do it kiss him. We get inside and he gently pulls me towards him. He leans down and plants a soft, chaste kiss on my lips. I stand up on my toes and deepen the kiss. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He carries me upstairs and gently sets me down on the bed. He lifts my jersey and shirt over my head and I unclasp my bra. He peels my jeans and thong off so I’m lying completely naked beneath him. He kisses me deeply, then plants wet kisses towards my collarbone, then heading south towards my breasts. He grabs one of my breasts in one hand, and puts the other in his mouth, swirling his tongue slowly around my nipple. His trail of kisses continues to head south until he’s breathing on my center. I moan, highly anticipating what’s coming next. His tongue takes it’s first stroke on my clit and I let out a moan appreciatively. He slowly inserts two fingers into me all while tracing my clit with his tongue. He pumps his fingers and begins sucking on my clit. My hips begin bucking and my moans gradually get louder. His fingers press against my g-spot and I feel myself climbing. I fist my hands in his hair and his fingers pick up speed. My orgasm hits me and Sidney continues to lick through it. I’m left panting, my head spinning. Sidney gets undressed and climbs on top of me. He lines himself up with my entrance and slowly thrusts inside of me. He pins my hands over my head and begins to pick up the pace. I lift my hips to meet each thrust and he thrusts even deeper.

“Fuck yes, Sidney,” I pant. He slams into me harder hitting my g-spot each time. I cry out and he smiles.

“You’re mine, got that?”

“Ugh, yes!” I feel myself tighten around him and I cry out his name. Sidney follows right after and I can feel him release inside of me. He rolls off of me and I wrap myself around him. He starts running his fingers through my hair and I feel how spent I am.
“I’m yours,” I murmur quietly. He kisses the top of my head and I soon fall asleep.

I wake up and Sidney’s nowhere to be found. I look at the clock and realize he should be back from practice right away. I find one of his t-shirts to wear and head downstairs. I blast the radio and start dancing to Bruno Mars. Grabbing some cereal I start eating it straight from the box and belting out Uptown Funk. I’m mid chorus when I hear someone snicker. I wheel around only to find Tanger, Geno, James, Pauly, Flower, Beau and Sidney all watching me with amused looks on their faces. I turn as red as the honeycomb box I’m holding and I awkwardly pull the t-shirt down over my bare legs.

“How much of that did you see?” I ask, still mortified.

“Enough,” James laughs.

“You put Bruno Mars to shame,” Pauly adds smiling.

“Why are you all here anyway?”

“Sidney said you’re back and that you’d be here,” Beau says amused.

“Yeah and Vero’s birthday lunch is in half an hour. I know she’d love to see you,” Marc-Andre states.

“Let me go get dressed,” I say, retreating from the room. I just finish changing when Sidney walks in the room.

“I’m sorry babe, I didn’t know you’d be…” he trails off smiling.

“Half naked with a box of cereal?” I say, finishing his sentence. He bursts out laughing and I can’t help but join in too.

“You ready?”

“Ready.”

We get to the restaurant with the rest of the guys and I wish Vero a happy birthday. I make my way around, socializing with everyone. It turns out Sidney didn’t tell anyone we broke up and everyone just thought I was on a snowboarding trip. Sidney pulls me down onto his lap at the guy’s table and I feel on top of the world. My phone goes off and it’s a picture message from Vero. It’s of me sitting on Sidney’s lap and we’re both laughing. I smile at how happy we look and show Sidney. “You should instagram it,” he says casually.

“Are you sure?” I say shocked.

“Yeah. I’m tired of hiding you. I want the world to know.” Shocked I post the picture and my phone immediately blows up. I silence it and enjoy the rest of the lunch.

Notes

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