"Damn, did you see that check?" Jared asked. He was referring to Jordan's hit on Mike Richards.
"Ya my little boy's growing up. I'm so proud." I feigned tears.
Jared and I jumped up and down as Tyler Kenned scored a goal increasing the Pen's lead 2-0. It was so nice having Jared with me. It's hard to be a Penguins fan in Philadelphia. At least with Jared here, there was less of a chance that some chick would take a swing at me.
Carcillo managed to score a goal on Fleury who played better than I'd ever seen him play and believe me I keep my eye on my goalie friend. I breathed a sigh of relief when Max scored an empty netter and brought what would be the final score to 3-1. The people in Philly hated Jared and I that night as we screamed our head off.
We waited outside the dressing room for Jordan and I told Jared the whole Eric story. Jared looked relieved. I think it wore on him keeping my secret.
"I'm just glad you two aren't going to be...well you know anymore."
"What having sex, fucking." I said laughing and trying to make his face turn red, which worked.
"Are you talking dirty to the children again?" Kris asked standing in front of the dressing room, making Jared's face even brighter.
"Kris Letang, you know I save my dirty talk for you." I said giving him a quick hug. "Glad you showered for me baby."
"I'd shower with you if you'd give me the chance." he teased.
"I bet you would. Is it Ok to go in?" I asked. "Ya Jordan sent me out here to get you."
I flew through the doors and ran into Jordan's arms. He twirled me around and kissed my cheek. "I knew you made it tonight."
"I did, and I brought you a present...Come on in" I yelled.
Jared walked through the door and I watched Jordan's face as it brightened. I knew when Jordan realized Jared had seen the game, he would be thrilled. He loved having his family at his games. I hoped that would make up for me missing his last game. They gave each other a brotherly hug and I sat down in Jordan's locker smiling at them.
Kris came and sat next to me. "You love those Staal boys, don't you?"
"Of course I do." I said turning toward Kris.
"What's this I hear your dating Lundqvist? What's wrong, you can't find one of us to go out with?"
I wondered how he'd heard that. I guessed that Marc told Jordan. "I'm not dating Hank exactly. I mean we might go out sometime. You know me, Kristopher; I'm not a one man woman."
"Plus he's not a Staal." Kris said smiling at me.
"Good point." I smiled back.
My phone buzzed, when I saw who it was, I excused myself and walked out of the locker room. My stomach felt like it has a rock in it. I had seen the score of the Carolina game, they lost 3-2. "Hello." I said like I didn't know who was calling .
"Caitlin."
"What do you want Eric?"
"To say I'm sorry."
"For what?" I asked wanting him to say it.
"For putting you in such a bad position."
"Hrm. Which one did you think was a bad position, cuz I kind of enjoyed them all." I teased trying to keep our conversation from being serious. Eric laughed with me. "Right, well I'm over it Eric. It's not a big deal." I lied.
"I miss you Caitlin." I rolled my eyes. "We lost our game today. I didn't have my good luck charm with me."
"Well I never come to North Carolina remember, it's safer that way."
"Caitlin, please I'm trying here."
He was trying which he rarely ever did. "I'm sorry I screwed up Eric."
"Meet me in New Jersey. I'll be there tomorrow morning." I guess he was asking, but he wasn't really was he?
"Oh Eric, I don't know if that's a good idea."
"Caitlin, I need you."
I hated when he said that. It made it impossible for me to say no. I didn't answer, I just hung up, but he knew I'd be there.
I took a deep breath as Jordan and Jared came out to get me. "There's my girl." Jordan said He wrapped his arm around me and walked me out of the arena. I instantly forgot where I was going in the morning and felt happy to just be with two of the four men that I really loved.
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"What do you mean your going to New Jersey?" Jared asked the next morning.
"Jared." I said giving him a look that he should shut up.
"What's the big deal, Eric lost last night of course she is going to hang out with the big fat loser." Jordan said sticking up for me and taking a jab at his brother at the same time.
"Caitlin." Jared said trying to scold me without giving any details.
"What am I missing here?" Jordan asked.
"I don't know what your missing Jordan, but I know what I'm going to miss; my plane if I don't get out of here."
I sat on Jordan's lap, gave him a light kiss on the lips and a hug and walked to Jared.
Jared stood up and wrapped his arms around me, and whispered, "Please don't do it." I kissed his cheek and walked out of the hotel room, waving good-bye to two of my favorite people. I really didn't want to leave them. They loved me for me. I really should have gone back to Pittsburgh with them, but what was I going to do, Eric needed me.
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I walked into my New Jersey hotel room. The last two weeks had been crazy. I didn't know how I'd keep up this pace if the boys kept progressing through the playoffs. I had no idea when Eric would be here from North Carolina, so I decided it would be ok to take a little nap. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my jeans and crawled into the freshly made bed.
I didn't hear the door, but I felt his lips on my neck and his hand slip under my t-shirt. "Mmm I missed you." I heard as I opened my eyes.
"Eric." I turned over to look at him. "Look maybe we should talk about this." I whispered.
His hands kept moving and his lips moved to my ear. "Let's talk later," he moaned.
"Eric," I pleaded in a final weak attempt to stop what was about to happen.
"Caitlin, I need you," now he tugged on my underwear. "I need you," he told me again as I kicked them off with my toe. "I need you," he said again as I began kissing back. "Oh God I need you" he said as we started making love. He knew those were the magic words, I wondered if he knew he only needed to say them once.
We laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling. It was no surprise that Eric didn't hold me after we had sex. It was his way of pulling away, making sure I didn't become too close. The fact that he didn't hold me was one of the ways I made what we did OK. I'm sure he held Tanya after they had sex. Tanya just seemed like someone that would need that. No, him not reaching for me and pulling me into him didn't bother me, at least not on this occasion. What bothered me is that I knew we had to talk about this. We needed to stop doing this. My mind raced as Eric began to speak.
"Thanks for meeting me here," he said. I wondered if he had been laying there thinking of something nice to say, something that would be nice, but not romantic.
I wrapped the sheet around me. "Eric we can't keep doing this."
"Sure we can we just need to be more careful." He rubbed his hand down my arm and a trail of goosebumps followed his fingers.
"Come on Eric," I said sternly looking into his eyes. "What if your brothers find out? That was so close this week."
Eric was getting irritated with the conversation, I could see it in his eyes. The irritation transfered to his tone. "It's always my fucking brothers with you. What about my wife, what if Tanya finds out? I'm taking risks here too."
"Sounds like we're making the same case here. It will just hurt everyone."
"Damn it Caitlin. The reason we do this is because you don't nag me afterward, you don't want to talk about it or analyze it."
"Right. That's me Caitlin, just a fuck." I turned away from him. It was useless.
His hands snaked my waist and pulled me into him. So now he wants to hold me I thought for a second until he spoke. "You're not just a fuck Caitlin... you're a great fuck." His lips went back to my neck and for the second time in a week tears came to my eyes. He didn't notice the tears as he yanked on my sheet or as he left a fresh new mark on my collar bone. By the time he crawled on top of me, my tears had dried up. I was stronger than that, and I was determined that this time when we made love it would be hot, I mean over the top amazing, because this would be the last time.
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Eric left for practice. The second the door closed, I threw the few things I had unpacked into my bag. I didn't leave a note, I just left. As I walked I thought of my options. I could go to Pittsburgh or Thunder Bay. I could go back to work and visit some island or Europe. Somehow none of those options made sense. Not when I could almost see where I should go, it was so close. There was just something about NYC and being there with Marc that made it seem like where I needed to be.
Marc had a game tonight, game 4 against the Washington Capitals. He had no idea I was coming, so I didn't have a ticket. As the puck was getting ready to drop I paid a scalper $400 for a standing room only seat. It was a great game and Marc and Hank both played like they were on fire. It felt so good to be there and have no one know it. By the time the Rangers won 2-1, I couldn't control my excitement, and I didn't want to be anonymous anymore. I wanted to get to Marc.
I didn't have my pass to get to the locker room, but I'd been there enough that the guard should know me. As I got to the hallway, I realized the guard wasn't the guy who was usually there. Crap, I might have to wait to see Marc at home. I decided to try one other option. I went to the hallway to the visitors locker room, and that's where I saw a familiar face. "Hey Vic."
What are you doing over here trading sides?" I smiled.
"I could ask you the same thing. Does Marc know you're here?"
"No it's a surprise, but I forgot my pass. Can you let me through here?"
"Sure beautiful...and hey, tell Marc I said nice game."
"Will do Vic. Thanks."
I walked down the hallway quickly, I did not want to have to bump into anyone from the capitals team on my way to see Marc. I was just feeling relieved as I passed the locker room door unnoticed when a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed my wrist. I looked up. Oh Crap, Alex Ovechkin.
"Oh if it isn't Caitlin, did you come to see me?"
"Fuck off Ovechkin." I spat.
"Oh right you save yourself for the Staal boys. That's kind of kinky you know, you and all four brothers."
"You're disgusting!" I said trying to pull my arm away from him.
He only gripped tighter and pulled me into him. His mouth went to my ear. "I can be kinky; it would blow your mind."
"Hey Ovechkin, what the fuck are you doing." I'd never been so happy to see Sean Avery in my life.
Alex's grip loosened and I was able to pull away. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of letting him know he rattled me. "Don't ever touch me again." I said, as I walked over to Sean.
Sean slipped his arm around my shoulder. "Are you Ok?" he asked sweetly. Yes Sean does have a sweet side, and I also know if there was a problem, he would have went after Alex to defend me. He took me back to the Ranger's locker room. I stood in the door way my eyes searching for Marc, but I didn't see him. Sean pointed to Marc who had just turned to see me. He was standing on the other end of the locker room in his dress pants and his shirt hanging open.
"Caitlin!" he yelled, as I ran to his arms. "Caity" are you Ok?" he asked as I gripped him like my life depended on it. "Caity?"
He put his hand under my chin and brought my eyes up to meet his. "Caity?" he said again "Are you Ok?"
"I am now."
"Ya my little boy's growing up. I'm so proud." I feigned tears.
Jared and I jumped up and down as Tyler Kenned scored a goal increasing the Pen's lead 2-0. It was so nice having Jared with me. It's hard to be a Penguins fan in Philadelphia. At least with Jared here, there was less of a chance that some chick would take a swing at me.
Carcillo managed to score a goal on Fleury who played better than I'd ever seen him play and believe me I keep my eye on my goalie friend. I breathed a sigh of relief when Max scored an empty netter and brought what would be the final score to 3-1. The people in Philly hated Jared and I that night as we screamed our head off.
We waited outside the dressing room for Jordan and I told Jared the whole Eric story. Jared looked relieved. I think it wore on him keeping my secret.
"I'm just glad you two aren't going to be...well you know anymore."
"What having sex, fucking." I said laughing and trying to make his face turn red, which worked.
"Are you talking dirty to the children again?" Kris asked standing in front of the dressing room, making Jared's face even brighter.
"Kris Letang, you know I save my dirty talk for you." I said giving him a quick hug. "Glad you showered for me baby."
"I'd shower with you if you'd give me the chance." he teased.
"I bet you would. Is it Ok to go in?" I asked. "Ya Jordan sent me out here to get you."
I flew through the doors and ran into Jordan's arms. He twirled me around and kissed my cheek. "I knew you made it tonight."
"I did, and I brought you a present...Come on in" I yelled.
Jared walked through the door and I watched Jordan's face as it brightened. I knew when Jordan realized Jared had seen the game, he would be thrilled. He loved having his family at his games. I hoped that would make up for me missing his last game. They gave each other a brotherly hug and I sat down in Jordan's locker smiling at them.
Kris came and sat next to me. "You love those Staal boys, don't you?"
"Of course I do." I said turning toward Kris.
"What's this I hear your dating Lundqvist? What's wrong, you can't find one of us to go out with?"
I wondered how he'd heard that. I guessed that Marc told Jordan. "I'm not dating Hank exactly. I mean we might go out sometime. You know me, Kristopher; I'm not a one man woman."
"Plus he's not a Staal." Kris said smiling at me.
"Good point." I smiled back.
My phone buzzed, when I saw who it was, I excused myself and walked out of the locker room. My stomach felt like it has a rock in it. I had seen the score of the Carolina game, they lost 3-2. "Hello." I said like I didn't know who was calling .
"Caitlin."
"What do you want Eric?"
"To say I'm sorry."
"For what?" I asked wanting him to say it.
"For putting you in such a bad position."
"Hrm. Which one did you think was a bad position, cuz I kind of enjoyed them all." I teased trying to keep our conversation from being serious. Eric laughed with me. "Right, well I'm over it Eric. It's not a big deal." I lied.
"I miss you Caitlin." I rolled my eyes. "We lost our game today. I didn't have my good luck charm with me."
"Well I never come to North Carolina remember, it's safer that way."
"Caitlin, please I'm trying here."
He was trying which he rarely ever did. "I'm sorry I screwed up Eric."
"Meet me in New Jersey. I'll be there tomorrow morning." I guess he was asking, but he wasn't really was he?
"Oh Eric, I don't know if that's a good idea."
"Caitlin, I need you."
I hated when he said that. It made it impossible for me to say no. I didn't answer, I just hung up, but he knew I'd be there.
I took a deep breath as Jordan and Jared came out to get me. "There's my girl." Jordan said He wrapped his arm around me and walked me out of the arena. I instantly forgot where I was going in the morning and felt happy to just be with two of the four men that I really loved.
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"What do you mean your going to New Jersey?" Jared asked the next morning.
"Jared." I said giving him a look that he should shut up.
"What's the big deal, Eric lost last night of course she is going to hang out with the big fat loser." Jordan said sticking up for me and taking a jab at his brother at the same time.
"Caitlin." Jared said trying to scold me without giving any details.
"What am I missing here?" Jordan asked.
"I don't know what your missing Jordan, but I know what I'm going to miss; my plane if I don't get out of here."
I sat on Jordan's lap, gave him a light kiss on the lips and a hug and walked to Jared.
Jared stood up and wrapped his arms around me, and whispered, "Please don't do it." I kissed his cheek and walked out of the hotel room, waving good-bye to two of my favorite people. I really didn't want to leave them. They loved me for me. I really should have gone back to Pittsburgh with them, but what was I going to do, Eric needed me.
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I walked into my New Jersey hotel room. The last two weeks had been crazy. I didn't know how I'd keep up this pace if the boys kept progressing through the playoffs. I had no idea when Eric would be here from North Carolina, so I decided it would be ok to take a little nap. I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my jeans and crawled into the freshly made bed.
I didn't hear the door, but I felt his lips on my neck and his hand slip under my t-shirt. "Mmm I missed you." I heard as I opened my eyes.
"Eric." I turned over to look at him. "Look maybe we should talk about this." I whispered.
His hands kept moving and his lips moved to my ear. "Let's talk later," he moaned.
"Eric," I pleaded in a final weak attempt to stop what was about to happen.
"Caitlin, I need you," now he tugged on my underwear. "I need you," he told me again as I kicked them off with my toe. "I need you," he said again as I began kissing back. "Oh God I need you" he said as we started making love. He knew those were the magic words, I wondered if he knew he only needed to say them once.
We laid in bed, looking up at the ceiling. It was no surprise that Eric didn't hold me after we had sex. It was his way of pulling away, making sure I didn't become too close. The fact that he didn't hold me was one of the ways I made what we did OK. I'm sure he held Tanya after they had sex. Tanya just seemed like someone that would need that. No, him not reaching for me and pulling me into him didn't bother me, at least not on this occasion. What bothered me is that I knew we had to talk about this. We needed to stop doing this. My mind raced as Eric began to speak.
"Thanks for meeting me here," he said. I wondered if he had been laying there thinking of something nice to say, something that would be nice, but not romantic.
I wrapped the sheet around me. "Eric we can't keep doing this."
"Sure we can we just need to be more careful." He rubbed his hand down my arm and a trail of goosebumps followed his fingers.
"Come on Eric," I said sternly looking into his eyes. "What if your brothers find out? That was so close this week."
Eric was getting irritated with the conversation, I could see it in his eyes. The irritation transfered to his tone. "It's always my fucking brothers with you. What about my wife, what if Tanya finds out? I'm taking risks here too."
"Sounds like we're making the same case here. It will just hurt everyone."
"Damn it Caitlin. The reason we do this is because you don't nag me afterward, you don't want to talk about it or analyze it."
"Right. That's me Caitlin, just a fuck." I turned away from him. It was useless.
His hands snaked my waist and pulled me into him. So now he wants to hold me I thought for a second until he spoke. "You're not just a fuck Caitlin... you're a great fuck." His lips went back to my neck and for the second time in a week tears came to my eyes. He didn't notice the tears as he yanked on my sheet or as he left a fresh new mark on my collar bone. By the time he crawled on top of me, my tears had dried up. I was stronger than that, and I was determined that this time when we made love it would be hot, I mean over the top amazing, because this would be the last time.
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Eric left for practice. The second the door closed, I threw the few things I had unpacked into my bag. I didn't leave a note, I just left. As I walked I thought of my options. I could go to Pittsburgh or Thunder Bay. I could go back to work and visit some island or Europe. Somehow none of those options made sense. Not when I could almost see where I should go, it was so close. There was just something about NYC and being there with Marc that made it seem like where I needed to be.
Marc had a game tonight, game 4 against the Washington Capitals. He had no idea I was coming, so I didn't have a ticket. As the puck was getting ready to drop I paid a scalper $400 for a standing room only seat. It was a great game and Marc and Hank both played like they were on fire. It felt so good to be there and have no one know it. By the time the Rangers won 2-1, I couldn't control my excitement, and I didn't want to be anonymous anymore. I wanted to get to Marc.
I didn't have my pass to get to the locker room, but I'd been there enough that the guard should know me. As I got to the hallway, I realized the guard wasn't the guy who was usually there. Crap, I might have to wait to see Marc at home. I decided to try one other option. I went to the hallway to the visitors locker room, and that's where I saw a familiar face. "Hey Vic."
What are you doing over here trading sides?" I smiled.
"I could ask you the same thing. Does Marc know you're here?"
"No it's a surprise, but I forgot my pass. Can you let me through here?"
"Sure beautiful...and hey, tell Marc I said nice game."
"Will do Vic. Thanks."
I walked down the hallway quickly, I did not want to have to bump into anyone from the capitals team on my way to see Marc. I was just feeling relieved as I passed the locker room door unnoticed when a hand came out of nowhere and grabbed my wrist. I looked up. Oh Crap, Alex Ovechkin.
"Oh if it isn't Caitlin, did you come to see me?"
"Fuck off Ovechkin." I spat.
"Oh right you save yourself for the Staal boys. That's kind of kinky you know, you and all four brothers."
"You're disgusting!" I said trying to pull my arm away from him.
He only gripped tighter and pulled me into him. His mouth went to my ear. "I can be kinky; it would blow your mind."
"Hey Ovechkin, what the fuck are you doing." I'd never been so happy to see Sean Avery in my life.
Alex's grip loosened and I was able to pull away. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of letting him know he rattled me. "Don't ever touch me again." I said, as I walked over to Sean.
Sean slipped his arm around my shoulder. "Are you Ok?" he asked sweetly. Yes Sean does have a sweet side, and I also know if there was a problem, he would have went after Alex to defend me. He took me back to the Ranger's locker room. I stood in the door way my eyes searching for Marc, but I didn't see him. Sean pointed to Marc who had just turned to see me. He was standing on the other end of the locker room in his dress pants and his shirt hanging open.
"Caitlin!" he yelled, as I ran to his arms. "Caity" are you Ok?" he asked as I gripped him like my life depended on it. "Caity?"
He put his hand under my chin and brought my eyes up to meet his. "Caity?" he said again "Are you Ok?"
"I am now."
Eric just doesn't understand! Jared is right! They need to stop and Caitlin need to try harder to stop Eric! I loved seeing the good side of Sean Avery. Too sweet!
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