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More Leon please!!! 😍😍

Hi Anon!!

I am working on part 2 so hopefully it will be out soon!!

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More Taylor Hall please. Your writing is some of the best I’ve seen on here.

Hi Anon!

I agree with you on the more Hallsy!  Don’t worry, I have big plans for him!  I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed the stories so far!

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Hey, I just wanted to say thank you! Your blog introduced me to the world of hockey and now I'm hooked. So thank you!💕

Anon!!

I just came across your message!  Thank you for telling me this, it makes me so happy to know you’ve found a love of hockey and I helped with a little of it! 

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Are you going to publish anything again?

Hi Anon!!

I realize I’ve gone MIA for a while now. Sorry! I’ve been working a lot of hours the past few months but I have been working on stories and hope to have something out very soon!

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Leon got a playoff hat trick. Can we get a little celebratory blurb please!!?!!!?? He deserves it!! 🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩🎩

I’m pretty sure the people around me were going to be deaf for the next few minutes but it’s not my fault. When your boyfriend scores twice in the first period you yell, when he completes his hat trick in the second you scream like you’re in a horror movie…at least I do.

I could barely contain my excitement during the third period, all I wanted to do was run up to Leon and kiss him like he deserved. When the clock finally reached zero I jumped from my seat and ran towards the locker room hallway. The security guards didn’t even try stopping me this evening as I flew past them. I just wanted to see Leon before he dealt with the media for half the evening.

The looks I got as the rest of the team passed me in the hallway was a mixture of bemused and intrigued. “Remember all the media will be around shortly, you don’t want to get caught in a compromising position.” I felt my cheeks flush as Adam spoke. He may have walked in on a rather excited Leon and I when they clinched their playoff spot and it was evident he wasn’t going to let it go any time soon.

“I’m just going to congratulate him.”

“No one believes you.” I smacked Jordan as soon as he was in arms reach. “Look out, he should be down any moment.”

My attention was on the doorway already as I saw the 29 embroidered on his arm become visible. He and Milan were talking animatedly as they walked and I nervously pushed my hair behind my ear as I waited for him to notice me.

The smile on his face grew as our eyes connected and I could only imitate his reaction. “Liebling!” My heart fluttered at the term.

“Quite the game you had today.” I spoke softer as he approached me and I had to crane my neck to look into his eyes. He was already tall in bare feet but adding his skates made him seem so much more imposing.

“Did you see me send a kiss in your direction after the third goal?” I could only nod as he bent forward to capture my lips between his own.

My back hit the wall as he pressed into me and I gripped onto his jersey to keep from tumbling over. When his hand slid into my hair I couldn’t keep the groan from escaping my throat.

“I really don’t want to talk to the media now. Can I just sneak out with you and start our celebration in the parking lot?” I wanted to tell him of course that was an option especially when I took into consideration how deep his voice had become.

“Not tonight, sorry Schatz. We do get to check out all the hats collected on the ice in a bit though.” Leaning forward he pressed his forehead to mine and paused.

“All I want to do is have a bowl of ice cream and lounge on the couch when we finally get out of here.”

“You can do whatever you would like tonight.” Reaching up I brushed my lips against his once more before patting his shoulder to let him get to the locker room.

“I love you Liebling!” Was yelled at me from the doorway as he paused and looked behind him at me.

“I never thought you would admit it.” I could only laugh as I heard his captain’s voice answer before I had a chance.

“I love you more.” His smile let me know he heard it even over the laughter of his teammates.

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Latta?

It’s not Latts either Anon. 🙁

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Caps were eliminated. Will you distract us from the sadness with a paragraph player guess please?

Of course I can Anon. I’m very sorry about the Caps being eliminated.

If you had to tell him to pick up after himself during the day while you were at work one more time you were going to lose it.

There was always a pile of workout clothes on the bathroom floor along with a towel from his shower and the protein shake cups were starting to overflow on his side of the nightstand.

The worst part was how you’d begin yelling at him but he’d bat his green eyes at you while moving to wrap his arms around you so he could snuggle into your neck with his soft scruff. His statement never varied, “babe, I had such a rough workout” with that beautifully frustrating accent and you’d swoon over him like it was your first date and he’d accomplish what he set out to do, distract you from what your anger was about.

You’d get through to him sometime but when that’s all you had to get mad over was it really worth the fight?

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Do you remember the game you did once where you gave us a paragraph and we guessed who it was about? Can we do one please?

Sure we can do one Anon, even if you are the only one guessing ;)

When you walk into the garage and find your boyfriend sitting on a deck chair drinking a bottle of beer it usually means he’s pondering something difficult.  Which is exactly why I walked past him to the fridge to get myself one before climbing into his lap to wait until he was ready to talk.  

His playoff beard was starting to look better now that they had made it past the first round and was no longer just splotches growing inconsistently on his face.

“If I ask you a question will you answer it honestly?” His accent had softened over the past few months but I knew once he went home during the off-season it would be as thick as ever when he returned to me.

“When am I not honest with you?”

“Can we get a dog?”  I couldn’t help the laughter that escaped my lips as he spoke.

“When you get back in the fall.” The kiss to my temple let me know he was happy with my answer.