(A/N): Hey Guys! Wow, it's been a really long time since I last updated this, and half of it was already written so...sorry for taking so long.

Elle

Bobby smiled a little at that before paling.

"Holy crap, Green saw us today! What the hell's he going to think?" I giggled as he sprung up from the couch and I extended my legs, fully relaxing.

"Relax, 'Georgia' already knows. Well, actually, I lied my ass off and he still seemed to believe me. In fact, he seemed almost happy. By the way, I do agree with him that we would have horrible, horrible children. And if he asks, say the sex is amazing." He relaxed a little then tensed up as he realized what I had said after I told him about Green already knowing.

"What? What exactly did you tell him?" I smirked at him and rested my chin in my palm as I sat up.

"Well, he asked if we finally gave into what he still likes to call 'badly hidden sexual tension', I thanked him for introducing us and said that the sex was amazing, he said we would have horrible, horrible children." I stopped to check his expression and was surprised to see him smiling a little.

"Yeah, but they're going to be the best hockey players of all time." I giggled quietly at how his response matched mine.

"I said that and he said he was glad I still had the same priorities, also, their going to have one hell of a temper. He said he was glad to see my dentist is still in business, and we said goodbye. That's all that happened." He nodded slightly before sinking to the ground in front of my side of the couch, his back against my legs, his head resting in my lap. I ran my fingers through his head as I watched the game, wincing as one of the players, my long time enemy, Katherine De Boche, or Katherine De Bitch as I liked to call her, came up behind me and shoved me into one of the barriers. Even from here, I could see one of my teeth clatter to the ground, blood spilling out of my mouth, staining the fine white-grey ice red.

"What a skank." Bobby started, surprised at my outburst before he burst out laughing, looking up at me with a grin on his face. I glanced down at him and unconsciously smiling before my eyes slid back to the TV, turning it into a smirk.

"Ooh, that got to hurt! Wilson receives a penalty for that clearly planned hit!" The announcer said before commenting on the goal my team had scored.

"That was clearly accidental!" Bobby yelled at the TV, causing me to snicker quietly. "What?" He said, looking up at me again, his big brown eyes full of curiosity.

"Bobby, she pushed me into a wall and knocked out one of my teeth, of course I was going to get here back." He looked a little surprised before I turned back to the TV.

"Wilson is out of the penalty box again and immediately Miller passes her the puck, allowing her to go for the goal! Wilson scores the tie breaking point, winning the game with ten seconds left on the clock!" By chance, I glanced down at Bobby and he was still staring at me.

"What?" I asked quietly and he jumped slightly, realizing that he'd been caught.

"Nothing." He said quickly, turning back to the TV. I stared at the back of his head for a few seconds before I drifted my fingers over his hair, twirling a piece around my finger lightly.

"You should stop putting this grease in your hair, it feels horrible." His head tilted back to look at me and I smiled down at him lightly.

"Maybe you should stop touching my hair then." He said with a smile of his own.

"Nah." I said after some consideration. "I don't think I will." He grinned at me, his eyes staring into mine and my stomach did a back flip.

"Ooh, an under-handed blow to Wilson from De Boche after the buzzer! She'll definitely get a foul for that!" Bobby's head snapped back to the TV to see me lying on my back in the middle of the ice, blood dripping from my newly busted lip.

"God, if I ever see that bitch again-" Bobby started to growl before I cut him off with a raised eyebrow.

"You'll what? Beat her down? I doubt that Bobby. Besides, some of the girls on my team ganged up on her after the game, knocked her front teeth out with the threat of more serious injury if she did that to me again." Bobby chuckled, his soft hair tickling the skin of my knees as he leaned back again, smiling up at me.

"Good to see you have such good friends." I looked back at the TV, running my fingers along his forehead.

"What are you doing?" He asked, still staring up at me.

"Marveling at how quickly your hairline is receding." I remarked dryly before looking down at him with a smile so he would know that I was joking with him.

"Please, you'll be bald long before I will." I gaped at him, shocked, before breaking into a grin.

"If I go bald before you do, I'll bet that you kiss Green." He stared up at me, disgusted. "Relax, I'm just kidding with you." He reached up and took my hand in his before turning back to the TV, leaving me startled before I continued drifting my fingers down his cheek. "Why do you do that?" He looked up at me again, confused this time. Wasn't his neck getting tired or something?

"Do what?" He asked, staring up at me again. I couldn't tell if his eyebrows were raised, but I stroked his cheek calmly as I stared down at him gently.

"Take me by surprise."

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