Darkdestiney2000- I love writing Jim's little brother! He makes me laugh.

TheBlackSoul- Thank you. I like fluff now and then!

Nikkd03-Yay you're back! I missed you. Glad you still like the story!

Miraclegirl- "cute" LOL I am so happy you're excited about the story!

Klinoa- Isn't that brother cute! LOL I just love writing him. If he saw her in person, he'd probably stare at her chest!

BellaLou- Thank you so much! You can keep the towel for future chapters! Or to hit Casey with when he gets "ideas" from the story! LOL I certainly hope you're not killers- it'd suck if two of my favorite reviewers went to prison! LOL (And I'm blue/green colorblind so don't hurt me if I wear blue, because I might not know I have it on! LOL) Everyone seems to enjoy Jimmy's little brother. As always kiss Casey because……well why not? LOL

Killerkeanegirl- EC in a towel is a hott thought! Love the gush!

Meadow567- I never realized Jim's littlest brother would be so popular! Donald is great to write too.

Strangexbutxtrue- I haven't decided about the girl yet! In my last story she was Rizzo's girlfriend.

Moi- Well think- if Georgia was to say that Jim was a bad kisser, than the little bro has blackmail info! That and he is comparing himself to Jim.

Emador- It is quite a picture! (and Georgy gets to know what's under the towel!) I do love the little bro too! He is just adorable in my mind. LOL

Lia06- Sleepy?

Just to be safe- I am rating this chapter "R". Consider yourself warned!

February 12, 1980USA Vs. Sweden
(First Period)

We're not even through the first period of our first game and Mac is hurt. I crossed my fingers that it was nothing bad as he told me and dad where he was feeling pain. Dad and I helped Mac to the locker room. I looked at the scoreboard 1-0.

In the locker room, I helped Mac out of his pads. He was in pain and looked upset. I tried to hug him comfortingly while dad looked at his thigh. I could see a nasty deep bruise forming.

"Upper leg contusion." Dad said.

"Bad enough to send me home?" Mac asked.

"No, you'll sit out the rest of the night. You should be fine for our next game." Dad told him. "Georgia, get him some ice and make sure he keeps his leg propped up. I'm going to brief Herb."

Dad walked out of the locker room and I went to get Mac ice for his leg. When I came back to Mac he had his leg propped up and was sitting at his locker.

"Here is your ice." I said and handed him the bag of ice.

"First period of the first game……I really screwed up." Mac said.

"Anybody can get hurt; you'll be fine in a few days." I said and hugged him. "Besides, Jimmy's little brothers were hoping that somebody would get a mild injury, hoping to catch a glimpse of me on TV. You made them happy at least."

Mac smiled, and I knew he was feeling a little bit better. The team started filing into the locker room, all quiet and not sure of what to do. A few of them got water to drink.

I walked out to the hallway to see if I could find dad. Instead, Herb and Craig walked right towards me talking about something.

"Georgia, you're going to just have to trust me on what I'm about to do." Herb said.

I nodded but was thoroughly confused. "Herb, you do what you think is best." I said but was still lost.

Herb nodded. "Craig, you stay with her. Don't let her slap me." Herb said.

I raised my eyebrows and followed them into the locker room. Herb stalked around the room, looking at the players, his face unreadable. I stood at the back of the room with Coach Craig. OC was standing on his crutches next to my dad.

"This is unbelievable. You guys are playing like this is some throw away game up in Rochester. Who we playing Rammer?" Herb yelled.

"Sweden." Ramsey said.

"Yeah, you're damn right, SWEDEN!" Herb yelled and knocked over our equipment table. "IN THE OLYMPICS!"

I wasn't sure how to react and the team was shocked. Herb had never been this angry in all the years I had watched him coach.

Herb looked at Mac sitting on the bench, ice on his knee. "What the hell's wrong with you?" Herb asked. "Put your gear on." Mac and all of us just stared at Herb. Herb repeated himself, "I said put your gear on!"

"Doc told me I can't play." Mac said.

"Yeah, I know you gotta a bad bruise!" Herb sneered. "You know what, put your street clothes on, cause I got no time for quitters."

"Come on Herb." Rizzo said. "Nobody's quitting here."

"You worry about your own game." Herb snapped at Rizzo. "Plenty there to keep you busy."

Rizzo looked hurt by that remark. I had to wonder what Herb was doing, Mac was hurt, but he was antagonizing him.

Herb turned back to Mac. "Bruise on the leg is a hell of a long way from the heart…candyass."

I tensed up and felt Craig put a hand on my shoulder. I could see the fury blazing in Mac's eyes.

"What'd you call me?" Mac asked.

"You heard me." Herb said.

I was furious. Mac was hurt and Herb didn't care. Craig actually put his arm around my shoulder and held tight. Before I could react Mac had stood up and thrown down his ice pack and was hobbling towards Herb.

"You want me to play, huh? Is that what you want?" Mac started to yell while advancing on Herb.

"I WANT YOU TO BE A HOCKEY PLAYER!" Herb yelled in Mac's face.

"I AM A HOCKEY PLAYER!" Mac screamed back as Johnson and Ramsey moved to hold Mac back. "YOU WANT ME TO PLAY ON ONE LEG; I'LL PLAY ON ONE LEG! WILL THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY?"

Herb walked past me and Craig. "Think that'll get him going?" Herb asked.

"Oh yeah," Craig said with a smile. I realized what Herb had been up to. "I'll clean up."

I went to help those who were trying to clam down Mac.

(Third Period)
It was 2-1 late in the third period. Mac had stayed in this game, but I could see the pain written on his face. We needed to at least tie this game if we were going to have any chance to the medal round. I was so wrapped up in the game.

The clock was quickly counting down, we needed to tie. As the seconds ticked away, I knew Herb would have to pull Jim out of the net so we could have an extra skater. I watched closely, wanting to be near Jim when he climbed into the bench. Craig sent Baker out onto the ice. Jimmy was yelling at Herb wanting to know when to leave the net.

Herb called for Jim, and Jim left the net. I moved down the bench and stood near him as he climbed into the bench. We both were watching on the ice as Schneider was struggling for the puck. Buzz kicked it loose and over to Baker. Baker shot at the last second and scored.

We all cheered, we needed the last minute tie. I jumped into Jimmy's arms as the team celebrated. I saw Herb and Craig shaking hands.

"Jimmy, you were great out there!" I said as we started making our way to the locker room.

"Can't believe we pulled that off at the last second." Jim said.

"I need to check on Mac, his leg must be killing him." I said and hurried on to the locker room.

I found Mac pulling off his pads. "How's the leg?"

"Hurts like hell." Mac said.

"Shower up and then see my dad." I said.

I stayed in the locker room to avoid the media insanity that was outside in the hall. I stayed with OC in the catering area.

"How's you knee feeling today?" I asked him.

"Better, your dad checks it everyday." OC said. "Georgia, I want to thank you for standing by me when I got hurt. I know it sounds silly, but it was comforting knowing that you cared what happened to me."

"That's what teammates and girlfriends of your friends is for!" I said with a smile.

"You and Jimmy made any plans for after the Olympics?" OC asked.

"No. I know the Flames want him, so he'll probably be off to Atlanta and I'll be back to Minnesota." I said.

"I am sure that Jimmy won't just throw you aside." OC said.

"Look, when he is away from me and it means an NHL career……..OC I just want to enjoy the Olympics and being in Lake Placid with him." I said, not wanting to think about this anymore.

OC seemed to understand. "So what do you and Jimmy have planned for tonight?" OC asked.

"Just going back to the hotel and relaxing." I said. "He'll probably be tired after the game."

When we arrived back at the hotel, Jim came with me to my room. Walking into my room, Jim flopped backwards on the bed. I laughed at him and called the front desk to check for messages.

"You're brothers left a message for you." I told Jim.

"What did they say?" Jim asked.

"They said: 'Jimmy, you weren't lying, Georgia is a babe. We saw her on the game, and even Aunt Lucille said she was pretty.'" I told him.

Jim chuckled. "Sounds like those two. They can't wait to meet you." Jim said.

"They sound like funny guys." I said.

"Boy, am I tired!" Jim said. I sat down on the bed next to him.

"You want a massage to unwind?" I asked him and started pulling loose his striped tie.

"Just a massage?" Jim asked and winked.

I pulled his tie off and threw it to the floor and then climbed over to straddle Jim's waist. "You just lay back, relax and let Nurse Georgy give you some special attention." I said and leaned down to kiss him and started unbuttoning his shirt.

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"Georgy?" Jim asked, his breathing starting to calm. I was snuggled with my head on his tummy.

"Yeah?" I asked and looked up at him.

"I know you were a virgin when we started dating, so I gotta ask……where did you learn how to do that?" Jim asked and ran a hand through my hair.

I chuckled and placed a quick kiss above his bellybutton. "I'm a nurse, so I had to study all the nerve endings! All the pleasure spots." I said and climbed up his body to kiss him. "I take it you enjoyed that?"

"If I enjoyed it anymore, I'd be dead." Jim said and stroked my cheek. "Why did we wait so long to have sex again?" he asked with a wink.

"Well, I like to think I was worth the wait." I said.

"You were well worth the wait. You were worth every cold shower I took. I drained Minnesota's 1, 000 lakes, but it was all worth it." Jim said and I laughed.

"Sometimes you say the most romantic things." I said sarcastically.

Jim laughed. "Do you know how it feels when your 14 year-old brother is getting more than you?" Jim asked.

"He's sexually active?" I asked horrified.

"No, I'd kill him for that. But the way he was talking, he has got up his girlfriend's blouse." Jim said. "I think that is why he is so obsessed with knowing what I do with you. You know, competing with his brother type thing."

"You are so cute. The way you are with your brothers is great!" I said

"I love you, Georgia."

"I love you too." I said and kissed him again. "So did I pass the 'oral exam'?" referring to the joke from OC.

"Hell yeah, you pass dating and move right to professor!" Jim smiled over at me, and I blushed.

"So are you all relaxed?" I asked.

"I may need some more relaxing in" Jim said. "You know try different 'relaxation techniques'!" He sat up and finished pulling his open shirt off his shoulders.

I giggled. "Let's not hurt ourselves. I wouldn't want to have to say to Herb: 'We were in bed together, got carried away and fell out of bed.'" I said and giggled.

"You're worth the risk. We'll just be sure to stay towards the middle, or just camp out on the floor." Jim said and I laughed.

"I actually kinda miss your couch-bed back at the dorms. It was nice to camp out on." I said as Jim set about pulling my shirt off. "What are you doing?"

"It's your turn to relax!" Jim said and wiggled his eyebrows at me as his hands reach for the zipper of my jeans.

"Baby, you don't have to. I did that because I wanted to. You said you were tired." I protested not wanting Jim to feel obligated after playing a grueling game.

I was content to just be with him. But Jim slid my jeans down and off my legs, throwing them off to one side. Jim then moved back up and briefly kissed my mouth before moving to my ear.

Jim traced the outer shell of my ear with his tongue, "And you know what energizes me like nothing else," Jim whispered; I could feel his fingers inching under the edge of my panties. "Hearing you moan my name." Jim moved back down the bed. My breathing quickened when I felt Jim run his tongue along the top edge of my panties. "Over and over again."