part 6

Her phone woke both of them the next morning. She fumbled to reach it without throwing Nicklas off her.

“Hello” she said trying to hide the anger and tiredness in her voice.
“B?” her father asked.
“Hey Dad.” She replied with a little more emotion.
“It’s been four days and no phone call?”
“Sorry, I’ve been pretty busy with things. Do you know how big D.C. is? How are things back home?”
“As good as they can be I guess. You know. Just wanted to make sure you were still alive. Miss you and love you. Sorry I woke you up, I know how much of a grouch you are in the morning.”
“Mmhm love you too Dad, Bye”
“Bye B”


She groaned and threw her phone on the floor completely missing the table. Nicklas laughed.

“Screw it!” She said flopping her head back down onto the arm of the couch.
“Well, Good morning to you too.” He said obviously a morning person.
“Sorry, I’m no where near a morning person. Good morning…lover boy”

He laughed and sat up stretching.

“What time is it?” he said with a long yawn.
“Uh…7:15. Good Lord.” She said with a groan pulling the blanket over her face.
“You’ll never get anything done with that kind of attitude,” he said as he pulled the blanket off her face. “Did you sleep okay?”
“Yeah actually.” She said, as she forced herself off the couch. “Like a rock.”
“Yeah me too”
“Except I have a major wedgie. I can’t sleep in jeans.”

They both laughed as she ran into her room. She came out in a Finland hoodie, a pair of green plaid shorts, her hair pulled in a high messy bun and her very nerdy black plastic rimmed glasses. He let out a small laugh, but coughed it away when she narrowed her eyes at him.

“You’re so damn cute”
“Yeah yeah. Breakfast?”
“What do you got” he ask as he met her in the kitchen.
“Well.” She said opening her fridge. “There’s burnt toast. Eggs, with your choice of over done or still raw. Oh bacon, not going to go there.”
“It all sounds so...appetizing, but how about we skip breakfast” he said with a small laugh.

He wrapped his arms around her waist; she in return wrapped hers around his neck.

“How’s my eye look?” he said leaning down towards her.
“Looks like you got hit by an angry Russian.” She said trying to hold back a laugh.

She smiled and tucked a loose piece of hair behind his ear. He laid his forehead against hers and pulled her in closer to him. Her heart was racing as he leaned into her. Their lips met in a soft kiss. She let out a soft sigh as he pulled away.

“I thought I should do that before I leave for Detroit tonight” he said tracing her jaw line with the back of his hand.
“What? Detroit? Why?” she stammered.
“Yeah.” He said wondering why she didn’t know. “We have a game against them tomorrow. Were leaving tonight.”
“Oh…” she said allowing her head to fall out of his hand.
“Aw Brooklyn” He said pulling her back into a hug. “I promise I’ll call, but I’ve really got to go. I was supposed to be at the rink 5 minutes ago.

He kissed her again before walking to the door.