I was walking back to my office two days later when I noticed the door was open. “Hey” he said as I walked in. “Hey yourself” I replied kissing him on the cheek, then walking to sit on top of my desk in front of him. “What are you doing tonight?” he asked. “Nothing. Why?” “Will you come to the game tonight?” he blurted out quickly. “Sure?” I said questioning him. “Well it’s a big game, and I’m going on a road trip tomorrow so I figured we could spend some time together.” “How is watching you play spending time together?” I asked. “Don’t worry about it” he said standing up. "I'll have the car pick you up around 6" he said. "Why a car? I've been to game before, I know how to get there" I said fixing a stack of papers. He chuckled and shook his head. "Well it would kind of be hard for us to get your car to my house after the game." I stopped and raised my eyes to him. He had a smug grin on his face. "Go to your place? After the game?" I repeated. He now had my full attention. "Yup. I'll leave your ticket with the driver. 6:00. Be ready" he said standing up. He bent to kiss me. He pulled away and walked to the door. Before he closed the door behind him he turned to me. "Oh yeah, you don't have to bring anything with you in case you were wondering. I've got you covered." I raised my eyebrows again. "6:00" he repeated. I nodded and watched in astonishment as he waltzed out of the office waving to the ladies, probably throwing out some charming comments to make their day a little brighter.
*
I got home around 5:00 and jumped into the shower. After blow drying my hair and running the straightener through it I picked out an outfit. I put on a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and an oversized grey cowelneck tunic with a black braided belt at the waist. I chose a pair of Stuart Weitzman high heel, black leather, knee high boots. By the time I was done with my makeup and putting on my jewelry it was almost 6. I made sure I had everything I needed in my purse, including my makeup bag with the essential toothbrush and hairbrush so I wouldn’t look like a total slob tomorrow morning. The thought of sleeping at Sidney’s gave me butterflies. I wonder what he had in mind. The sound of a car pulling into the driveway shook the thoughts out of my head. I grabbed my jacket, scarf and gloves and hurried down to the carport. The driver opened my door for me and handed me an envelope. I opened it in silence while we pulled out of the complex and made our way to the arena. There was a note in the envelope.
Pey-
Use the pass to get in the building early; you don’t have to wait in line. You don’t have to wear the pass, I know you don’t like to, but make sure you have it because you will need it unless you come down with Mario after the game. Enjoy your dinner; I picked out your menu. Can’t wait to see you.
-Sidney
I smiled and took out the ticket and pass. I put them in my purse and settled into the seat to enjoy the rest of the ride.
We arrived at the arena about 20 minutes later and I was driven to the main gate. “You know how to get in right Miss?” the driver asked. “Yes, thank you” I replied. “Would you like me to walk with you up there?” he asked. I was surprised by how polite he was. “No, that’s ok. I have a pass so I should be able to get in quickly. Thank you very much” I said as he shut the door as I got out. “You’re welcome. Have a wonderful evening.” I walked quickly up the hill and listened to the groans of the crowd of people as I walked to the front of the line. “I bet she’s one of those puck bunnies” some girl, a few years younger than me said a little too loudly. I looked over my shoulder at her and laughed. Yes, I indeed was the puck bunny, in an outfit showing barely any skin, when she and her group of friends looked their shirts had gotten into a fight with scissors. I laughed again and showed the cute old man my ticket and walked in. I went up to the Igloo Club and quickly found the box. I was greeted by a woman with the whitest teeth and best smile I have ever seen. “You must be Peyton!” she cheered. “Yes, I’m Peyton Brooks, nice to meet you” I said extending my hand. I was surprised when I was hugged. “I’m Nathalie. Sidney has told us many good things about you!” I smiled and nodded, “Has told me many good things about your family too. Thank you for allowing me to watch the game from up here, it really is beautiful.” “No problem at all! It is nice to have another female around here some times.” She smiled and grabbed my arm lightly, “Come meet Mario and the guys.” “Sure” I said hurriedly as she pulled me across the floor.
“Excuse me dear” Nathalie said, totally interrupting conversation, “This is Peyton Brooks. Sidney’s girlfriend.” My eyebrows raised and I could feel my heart stop for a millisecond when she said the word girlfriend. He told them I was his girlfriend? Well, I guess I could have seen that one coming. “Hello Peyton” Mario said standing up to shake my hand. “Pleasure to meet you” I said. “So Sidney tells us you are a doctor?” he questioned. “Yes” I answered quickly, “Well I’m the head of psychology at Children’s.” “Wow. That’s great! So you must have been there when the team came down” he said. I nodded, “Yes. It was my turn to coordinate all the events. It was a great time. Everyone loved it.” He smiled, “Good.” He then turned to a group of men talking, “Excuse me gentlemen. This is Peyton Brooks; she is the head of psychology at Children’s. She is also Sidney’s girlfriend” he said, the last part slower. I was greeted by a bunch of ‘hellos’ and ‘nice to meet yous’. “Peyton this is Ken Sawyer, David Morehouse, Ray Shero and Chuck Fletcher.” I shook their hands and mingled for a few minutes before Nathalie came over and pulled me away. “Don’t worry, they like you. They are just very powerful men in this business. You’ll come to find their intimidating attitudes quickly disappear” she said laughing. “Now go down that hallway and to the right there is a little kitchen type thing. The people there will make you whatever you want.” “Ok, I’ll be back then” I said smiling. I walked out of the box and sighed. This wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.
*
I ate my meal; steak and shrimp kabobs with roasted vegetables, while I waited for the game to start. I chose a seat that was away from the others, so I could watch the game in semi silence. When they skated out for their warm up I smiled at him, even though he couldn’t see me. I watched him skate over to one of the ushers and ask him a question. The usher nodded his head, and Sid turned around to look in the direction of the box. His face came up on the jumbotron in the middle of the ice and he had a huge smile on his face. A second later he jumped back on the ice and started skating his warm ups. Before the actual game started an usher came to me and brought me a small box. “Excuse me, are you Miss Peyton?” “Yes” I replied. He smiled, “This is from Sidney. He says enjoy the game” he said handing me the box. “Thank you.” I opened the box slowly and saw another note in his handwriting, this one was messier, he must’ve been in a hurry.
Pey-
They don’t sell these here, so I figured I should probably get you some. If Nat didn’t tell you, the kitchen has the best chocolate cake. See you soon.
-Sid
This time there was a smiley face next to his name, and I laughed. The opening faceoff began as I took out a package of Sour Patch Kids, the candy I used to eat at every one of his games. I ripped open the bag and began gnawing as I watched him skate around. He was definitely a better player now. Ten minutes in Sid scored. I clapped my hands and squealed, the result of an old habit. I heard a chuckle from beside me and I realized Nat was staring at me. She smiled, “Don’t worry. I used to do that all the time.” I felt myself blush and I brought my attention back to the ice.
*
They won the game 3-0. It was a good game, he would be happy. I watched the crowd file out for a while and said goodbye to everyone to waste some time so Sid could do his interviews. I walked slowly down the hallway looking at all the framed pictures. I finally made it to the elevator, showed my pass and stepped in. I was the only one in the elevator, and I enjoyed the privacy. I fixed my makeup and hair quickly and put on a small spritz of perfume before the door opened. When it did I could already hear the players talking. The large door was opened from me and I could see a bunch of media people lined in the locker room. I took a seat on a folding chair in the hallway and waited for a few minutes. I was lost in my email when I saw two large feet standing in front of me. I looked up, way up, to see a smiling blonde boy in front of me. I stood up quickly. “Are you waiting for someone?” Jordan Staal asked. “Um. Yes, Sidney actually” I said. “Oh yeah! You’re Peyton!” he said. I nodded, staring at him. “Do you know…um… when he is going to be done in there?” I asked. Why was I stuttering? “Well I’m pretty sure it would be 20 minutes. But I’ll do you a favor. Hold on” he said. He turned around and went over to all the reporters. He casually parted them and caught Sidney’s eye. He pointed out the door and made eye contact with me. He smiled as he was answering the question. When he was done he politely said he was done answering questions. The reporters filtered out as he quickly walked over to me. “I just have to shower. Give me 5 minutes then we’re out of here” he said quickly. I nodded. He turned around quickly and walked to the shower stalls.
A few minutes later Jordan returned. “So do you want to meet some of the guys?” he asked. “Sure” I said standing up. He slipped his arm around my shoulders and strutted to some of the stalls. “Hey ladies, this is Peyton” he said. “You’re the chick from the hospital!” Max Talbot yelled. “Max, she’s right here, turn your voice down” Jordan said. Max smiled, “So what are you doing with Staalsy? Did he pay you?” I laughed then looked up at Jordan. He was shaking his head. “Actually, I’m not here with Jordan” I said. “Oh so then your single?” he asked. “Easy Max. She’s with me” I heard Sid say from behind me. Jordan’s arm slipped off my shoulder and Sidney’s around my waist. “All the pretty ones are taken!” Max cried. “Yeah, right Max” Jordan said. “Sorry guys, but we have somewhere to be” Sidney said. We said goodbye to everyone and he grabbed his bag. We walked out through the darkened hallways and approached the doors. “I’m sorry about this. But I want you to take these, and go out that door over there” he said pointing to a different door and handing me his keys. “Go to the right when you get out the door. I’m in parking space five. If you can’t find it press the lock button, it will beep. I will be there in no longer than 10 minutes.” I nodded and he bent to kiss me. I put my hand on his cheek and kissed him a little harder. He pulled away a minute later. “What was that for?” he asked. “Winning” I said. He smiled and kissed my forehead. “10 minutes” he said, and turned around to walk out the door. I watched him put his hand on the handle and take a deep breath, when the door opened I could hear the screams and see the flashes. I laughed to myself and wondered if that girl and her friends were out there. I turned on my heel and listened to my shoes click down the hallway.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
More Than A Memory-Ch10
Finally! Here you go! More to come I swear!
The next night around 5, I was leaving my office and my phone started to ring. I was busy getting into my car, so I picked up without looking at the caller I'd. "Dr. Brooks" I said. "Are you busy tonight?" He asked, breathless. I realized who it was. "Well hello stranger." "Seriously Pey are you busy tonight around 630?" I looked at the clock, and then checked my mental schedule. Turns out I was free. "No, why?" I said turning the key to start my car. "Good. I made reservations at Bella Luna. It’s a new bistro on the other side of the city. I'll pick you up a little after 6:30" he said. "Alright" I said. "Great. 6:30" he said and I hung up the phone. Shit. I would only have less than an hour to get ready. This better be worth it, I thought to myself as I sped up the on ramp to the highway.I got home and went right up to the shower. I was in and out in 10 minutes flat. While my hair was drying in a towel I went to my closet and rifled through about 20 different dresses. I chose a long sleeved black v-neck dress. It had an a-line cut and hit just above the knees. I laid the dress on my bed and pulled on a pair of black tights. I picked out a simple pair of patent leather Marc Jacobs ankle boots. I went back into the bathroom to dry my hair and pull it in to a teased ponytail. I did my makeup and slipped the dress on. I looked at the clock, 6:31. Shit. As if on cue the door bell rang. I ran down the 2 flights of stairs and opened the door. He looked gorgeous. It looked like he got a fresh haircut. He was wearing dark grey dress pants and a black shirt with a matching black jacket. He stepped in and leaned to kiss my cheek. I smiled and took in his scent. "Ready?" He asked. I smiled again; I knew this would bother him. "Nope" I said and turned to walk up the stairs. "Well hurry up. If we aren't there within ten minutes of the reservation we don't get the table" he said following me up the stairs. He sat on the couch while I went upstairs. I chose a simple diamond pendant necklace and matching stud earrings. I grabbed a heather grey pea coat out of my closet and went back downstairs. "Ready" I said. He looked over at me and his eyes grew soft. I could feel him staring at me as I slipped a cashmere scarf around my neck and picked up my purse. He started for the stairs and I followed after him. "You look beautiful by the way" he said turning to me before he opened the door. "Thank you" I said softly. I slid into the car and smoothed my dress. As I watched him walk around the front of the car I felt butterflies in my stomach. He climbed in and started the engine. He backed out of the driveway and started towards the main road. We drove in silence for a while until he spoke up. "So how was work today?" He asked slowly. "It was busy but good. Today was a good day for many of the kids." He nodded. "How was practice?" I asked. "Good" he answered. I rested my head against the cool window and closed my eyes. After a few moments I felt his hand on my thigh, prickles of electricity tickled up my leg, but my eyes remained closed. "Something wrong?" He asked. I shook my head slowly. "Nothing" I said now smiling. "Just making sure" he said. I put my hand on his and he curled his fingers around mine. I stared out the window until we got to the restaurant. He parked the car on a small side street and opened my door for me like the perfect gentlemen. He slipped his hand around my waist as we entered the restaurant. I was not surprised at all of how fast we were seated and served our drinks. "So, is there any specific reason why you brought me to this fancy restaurant in the middle of the week?" I asked slowly sipping my wine and glaring at him over the rim of the glass. He cheeks grew red as he shook his head slowly. "An apology I guess" he half stammered. I raised my eyebrows and titled my head, “Elaborate." He rolled his eyes at me. "You understand I have commitments, and sometimes those commitments get in the way of my social life. You know I didn't mean to leave you like I did, it was stupid and selfish and just... Well not good at all" he said. "You only left to go to practice the other day, it’s not that big of a deal” I said seeing hurt in his eyes. He shook his head and slipped his hand into mine. "I'm not talking about me leaving to go to practice. I'm talking about when I left you for to come here." He whispered the last words so slowly that I strained myself to hear. My breath caught in my throat, a flashback of the yelling, the tears, the begging, and of his figure walking out of my life rocked through my head. I closed my eyes and shuddered. He shook my hand and I snapped back into reality. He reached up to me and took my chin in his hand. "Pey I never forgave myself. And every time I see you it kills me to know that I hurt you that bad. I want to promise you that I will never leave you again, but I can't because it’s like I'm gone every other week. And it isn't fair to you that I'm gone all the time" he sighed. I put my fingers over his lips. "I understand you have to go away, it’s your job. You are obligated. But if you want to promise me anything, promise me that you will never leave me like you did" I shivered again, "promise me you won't break my heart again." My voice broke at the last words and I felt my heart strings being pulled at. "I promise" he whispered. His gaze narrowed and he leaned in towards me. His lips pressed to mine carefully, like he was afraid that I would break. I kissed him back a little harder and I could feel him smiling. He pulled away slowly and leaned his forehead on mine. "I love you Pey" he whispered. I didn't know what else to say, so I mumbled that I loved him too into his lips and kissed him again.*He brought me home and pulled into the driveway. He turned towards me and pulled my face into his hands. He kissed me softly and pulled away. "I had a great time tonight" he half whispered. I nodded slowly, "me too." He kissed me again and pulled away. "You aren't staying?" I asked. He looked down quickly and back into my eyes. Then his crooked smile grew on his face. "If I stay, I'm never going to leave." I laughed and he smiled a devilish grin. I leaned in to kiss him again and reached for the handle. He pulled my hand away quickly and I laughed, breaking the kiss. "Goodnight" I said. He was still smiling, "goodnight." I hopped out of the car and gave him one last look. "I'll call you sooner than later" he said. I nodded and walked a little quicker to the door then I would normally. I stepped into the house and closed the door behind me. I leaned back against the door and sighed. I pressed my fingers to my lips. I could still feel the heat where his lips had been.
The next night around 5, I was leaving my office and my phone started to ring. I was busy getting into my car, so I picked up without looking at the caller I'd. "Dr. Brooks" I said. "Are you busy tonight?" He asked, breathless. I realized who it was. "Well hello stranger." "Seriously Pey are you busy tonight around 630?" I looked at the clock, and then checked my mental schedule. Turns out I was free. "No, why?" I said turning the key to start my car. "Good. I made reservations at Bella Luna. It’s a new bistro on the other side of the city. I'll pick you up a little after 6:30" he said. "Alright" I said. "Great. 6:30" he said and I hung up the phone. Shit. I would only have less than an hour to get ready. This better be worth it, I thought to myself as I sped up the on ramp to the highway.I got home and went right up to the shower. I was in and out in 10 minutes flat. While my hair was drying in a towel I went to my closet and rifled through about 20 different dresses. I chose a long sleeved black v-neck dress. It had an a-line cut and hit just above the knees. I laid the dress on my bed and pulled on a pair of black tights. I picked out a simple pair of patent leather Marc Jacobs ankle boots. I went back into the bathroom to dry my hair and pull it in to a teased ponytail. I did my makeup and slipped the dress on. I looked at the clock, 6:31. Shit. As if on cue the door bell rang. I ran down the 2 flights of stairs and opened the door. He looked gorgeous. It looked like he got a fresh haircut. He was wearing dark grey dress pants and a black shirt with a matching black jacket. He stepped in and leaned to kiss my cheek. I smiled and took in his scent. "Ready?" He asked. I smiled again; I knew this would bother him. "Nope" I said and turned to walk up the stairs. "Well hurry up. If we aren't there within ten minutes of the reservation we don't get the table" he said following me up the stairs. He sat on the couch while I went upstairs. I chose a simple diamond pendant necklace and matching stud earrings. I grabbed a heather grey pea coat out of my closet and went back downstairs. "Ready" I said. He looked over at me and his eyes grew soft. I could feel him staring at me as I slipped a cashmere scarf around my neck and picked up my purse. He started for the stairs and I followed after him. "You look beautiful by the way" he said turning to me before he opened the door. "Thank you" I said softly. I slid into the car and smoothed my dress. As I watched him walk around the front of the car I felt butterflies in my stomach. He climbed in and started the engine. He backed out of the driveway and started towards the main road. We drove in silence for a while until he spoke up. "So how was work today?" He asked slowly. "It was busy but good. Today was a good day for many of the kids." He nodded. "How was practice?" I asked. "Good" he answered. I rested my head against the cool window and closed my eyes. After a few moments I felt his hand on my thigh, prickles of electricity tickled up my leg, but my eyes remained closed. "Something wrong?" He asked. I shook my head slowly. "Nothing" I said now smiling. "Just making sure" he said. I put my hand on his and he curled his fingers around mine. I stared out the window until we got to the restaurant. He parked the car on a small side street and opened my door for me like the perfect gentlemen. He slipped his hand around my waist as we entered the restaurant. I was not surprised at all of how fast we were seated and served our drinks. "So, is there any specific reason why you brought me to this fancy restaurant in the middle of the week?" I asked slowly sipping my wine and glaring at him over the rim of the glass. He cheeks grew red as he shook his head slowly. "An apology I guess" he half stammered. I raised my eyebrows and titled my head, “Elaborate." He rolled his eyes at me. "You understand I have commitments, and sometimes those commitments get in the way of my social life. You know I didn't mean to leave you like I did, it was stupid and selfish and just... Well not good at all" he said. "You only left to go to practice the other day, it’s not that big of a deal” I said seeing hurt in his eyes. He shook his head and slipped his hand into mine. "I'm not talking about me leaving to go to practice. I'm talking about when I left you for to come here." He whispered the last words so slowly that I strained myself to hear. My breath caught in my throat, a flashback of the yelling, the tears, the begging, and of his figure walking out of my life rocked through my head. I closed my eyes and shuddered. He shook my hand and I snapped back into reality. He reached up to me and took my chin in his hand. "Pey I never forgave myself. And every time I see you it kills me to know that I hurt you that bad. I want to promise you that I will never leave you again, but I can't because it’s like I'm gone every other week. And it isn't fair to you that I'm gone all the time" he sighed. I put my fingers over his lips. "I understand you have to go away, it’s your job. You are obligated. But if you want to promise me anything, promise me that you will never leave me like you did" I shivered again, "promise me you won't break my heart again." My voice broke at the last words and I felt my heart strings being pulled at. "I promise" he whispered. His gaze narrowed and he leaned in towards me. His lips pressed to mine carefully, like he was afraid that I would break. I kissed him back a little harder and I could feel him smiling. He pulled away slowly and leaned his forehead on mine. "I love you Pey" he whispered. I didn't know what else to say, so I mumbled that I loved him too into his lips and kissed him again.*He brought me home and pulled into the driveway. He turned towards me and pulled my face into his hands. He kissed me softly and pulled away. "I had a great time tonight" he half whispered. I nodded slowly, "me too." He kissed me again and pulled away. "You aren't staying?" I asked. He looked down quickly and back into my eyes. Then his crooked smile grew on his face. "If I stay, I'm never going to leave." I laughed and he smiled a devilish grin. I leaned in to kiss him again and reached for the handle. He pulled my hand away quickly and I laughed, breaking the kiss. "Goodnight" I said. He was still smiling, "goodnight." I hopped out of the car and gave him one last look. "I'll call you sooner than later" he said. I nodded and walked a little quicker to the door then I would normally. I stepped into the house and closed the door behind me. I leaned back against the door and sighed. I pressed my fingers to my lips. I could still feel the heat where his lips had been.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
GOOD NEWS FOR READERS
Hello all!
I know it has been an extremely long time since I've updated. But good news, I have been typing away for the past few days and have come up with some of the best ideas for BOTH of my stories. Yup, a new chapter of Letting Love In.
Stay tuned this weekend for updates.
And more will be added during thanksgiving break.
:)
*Kat
I know it has been an extremely long time since I've updated. But good news, I have been typing away for the past few days and have come up with some of the best ideas for BOTH of my stories. Yup, a new chapter of Letting Love In.
Stay tuned this weekend for updates.
And more will be added during thanksgiving break.
:)
*Kat
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