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Blue: Currently wearing your jersey while watching a movie. Can’t wait to hear from you! xoxo
Along with the text was a selfie of her sitting on her bed. She angled the camera just above her head, giving me a shot of her sitting crisscrossed, wearing my jersey and what appeared to be nothing else. My heart leaped into overdrive as my cock went stiff. She looked so fucking good with no make-up, two short messy braids, and a smirk that told me she knew exactly what she was doing when she sent this picture.
Blue: Just wanted to let you know that I love you.
Blue: so much.
Blue: Sorry for blowing up your phone lol. But I can’t wait to talk to you.
My heart swelled from each message she had sent. She missed me just as much as I missed her. Even though I found it easier to focus tonight, I still couldn’t completely push away my anxious thoughts. I don’t think I will ever be able to fully get rid of that worry, but I believed one day it wouldn’t hurt as bad when it crossed my mind. That it wouldn’t take over and fill every empty thought I had.
It was my choice to stay. I could have easily walked away, but I knew I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I chose to be with her because there was no one else but her.
All I would ever want is her.
But I wasn’t the only one who sacrificed either, knowing Blue gave up a piece of her heart to be with me. She let go of that fear and gave me the permission to love her. None of this was easy, and it would never get any easier. If anything, it would only get harder, but what’s love without pain? What’s love without tragedy?
Finally, I tapped the screen to bring it back to life and started to reply to her many texts.
Me: We won, Blue! Now I just need to get back to you so I can strip that jersey off your body so you can congratulate me properly ;)
God, how would I be able to wait until tomorrow to see her? I couldn’t.
I couldn’t sit in a hotel room all night and focus on anything other than getting back home to her. As ideas popped off inside my head on what I could do, my phone vibrated in my hand, signaling a text.
Blue: Something tells me you aren’t talking about a congratulatory card… p.s. I knew you guys would kick ass, I’m so proud of you
Me: Something tells me you’re right, Blue. I expect lots of rubs and massages ;)
Blue: I think I’m going to be the one that deserves rubs tomorrow.
Me: Oh yeah? And why is that?
Blue: Ummm… It’s actually my birthday tomorrow…
What the fuck? Why didn’t I know this?
Me: Blue…. Wth? Why didn’t you tell me?
Blue: It’s not a big deal. I don’t really celebrate my birthday.
Now, I had every reason to come back tonight. I couldn’t not be there tomorrow on her birthday. Though I was slightly pissed off that she hadn’t told me sooner, I had something I could surprise her with.
Me coming back tonight.
Me: It is a big deal to me. A very special person was born, and I want to show her just how thankful I am to have her as mine.
Closing out my messages, I opened my Uber app, and after a few minutes of scrolling and tapping, I had a driver who could drive me back to Sutton. Fifteen minutes till the driver would get here, I sent a quick text to Blue telling her that I would call once I was settled, but little did she know I’d be showing up at her door later tonight. A rush of excitement and nerves cascaded through me as I began to rush out of my hockey gear to get changed. Unfortunately, I had no time for a shower, so a shit ton of deodorant and cologne were needed.
“Jesus, why are you in such a hurry?” Mal asked from behind me, but I didn’t stop.
“I’m headin’ back.”
Throwing on a fresh shirt, I could sense his confusion as his eyes burned holes through my back.
“What do you mean? How are you getting back home?”
“An Uber.” I shrugged, and once I was fully dressed, I spun around to face him. In all his gear, he looked twice my size. Broad and intimidating. He watched me with dipped brows and a scowl on his face. “It’s Blue’s birthday tomorrow, and I want to be there.”
