Just Say Yes

by Samantha Lind

  “Becca, I don’t think any decision is wrong, per se. Scott is supportive and understanding of your desire to work, but would also support you if you quit and moved to be with him full-time. I can’t tell you what to decide either, but one thing I can tell you is that you can never get back time. I know you’re well aware of that, having spent eight years apart secretly pining after each other, rather than actually being together. I think, deep down, you already have your mind made up and the decision made. Just know we’ll support you in whatever you decide to do.”

  My mom’s words bring tears to my eyes. How does she see right to the heart of my issues? There is just something about a heart to heart with my mom that settles my nerves and brings clarity to my soul.

  “I know you’re worried about being alone if you move down to Indy, but have you thought of looking for a part-time nursing job down there? That way, you have the best of both worlds? You still get to do the job you love, but also get to be with the man you love as well?”

  “I have thought of it. I have to check if my nursing license will transfer without me taking their board tests. I really want to take the leap and move down there with him. I’m just scared to do it. But if this past week has taught me anything, it’s that I absolutely hate being away from him, and am not looking forward to it continuing.”

  My mom laughs. “So, what you’re telling me is that you’ll be moving soon?”

  I take a deep breath, stalling a little as I think about our conversation and if I’m ready to give voice and confirmation that I’m moving for sure.

  “I think so. I just need to decide when the best time to go is.”

  “Well, as much as I don’t want you to be thousands of miles away, I also want you to be happy, and I know how happy Scott makes you. So, first things first, why don’t you talk to HR tomorrow and put in your notice. Find out how much time you need to give, and then work from there. Maybe when you go down in a few weeks, you’ll be able to stay.”

  I think over what my mom has suggested while she gets up to start dinner. I’m excited about the possibility that everything could come together, and that I might actually be moving in three weeks. I’m excited to talk it all over with Scott tonight when he calls me again.

  Dinner with my parents is great. I discuss my options and what I’m going to do tomorrow to get the ball rolling with my work and transferring my nursing license. When we’re finished eating, I hug my parents and head home, so I’m ready to FaceTime with Scott.

  “Hey, beautiful!” Scott’s deep voice booms over my iPad’s speakers. He’s lying on his bed with no shirt on. Damn, he looks sexy.

  “I have a surprise for you!” I can’t keep the smile off my face. He sits up a little, obviously waiting for me to explain what has me all excited.

  “Well…?”

  “I had a nice heart to heart with my mom today and tomorrow morning; I’m going to go in and put in my notice with HR. I’m hoping that I will be done with work by the time I fly down there for the start of the season!”

  The smile that lights up Scott’s face reassures me that this is the right decision for us.

  “I love you so much, Becca. That’s the best news ever. Now I won’t have to lock you up when you’re here. I wasn’t sure how I was going to let you leave to go back home.” He winks at me.

  “I love you too, and I just can’t stand being apart. I knew it would be hard, but fuck, this is miserable.” I blow out a huge breath, relaxing back against a pile of pillows on the bed.

  “I wish I could pull you into my arms right now and kiss you all over, then sink myself into your body.”

  “Mmm…three more weeks, and I promise you can do anything you want,” I tease.

  “Or you could take off that tank top you have on, and we can have a little fun via this camera.” He winks at me again.

  I bite my bottom lip and lock eyes with him. “I don’t know…” I trail off.

  “Come on, babe,” he says, and adjusts his iPad, so I can see the bulge in his boxer briefs and his hand stroking his already hard cock through the material.

  Holy shit, he looks hot, and the sight of him almost naked, stroking himself, has woken up my girly parts and is tempting me into this little sexy time vide session.

  “Becca… take your shirt off, please?” he whispers in that deep sexy voice. “You know it will feel so good to get that release.”

  I can’t believe I’m about to give in to him. I reach down and grab the hem of my tank, pulling it over my head before I can second guess myself.

  I can hear the breath he sucks in when my tank clears my body. “Damn, baby. How in the hell am I going to get through three more weeks without you here in the flesh?” Scott has slipped his boxers off his body and continues to stroke himself. “Now reach down and put those fingers to good use, pretending they’re mine.”

  Holy shit, this is awkward, but I do as he says, deciding to live in this moment with him.

  I slowly slip my panties down and spread my legs, exposing myself to him. His eyes darken with desire, and I watch as he licks his lips. I lazily trail my hands up to my breasts, palming them before I grab my nipples and squeeze, eliciting a moan. I bite my bottom lip as I bring my right hand down to my pussy, stroking my already wet slit, then circling my clit.

  Lost in desire, I gaze at Scott, who is watching me with hooded eyes, his strokes becoming faster and harder. I plunge two fingers inside myself, driving them in and out, imagining it’s Scott’s cock. I spread my legs wider, as I continue to move my fingers inside me, desperate for that release. I bring my left hand down to circle my clit, and I hear Scott’s breathing become labored and I know he’s close. Together, we watch each other, as we bring ourselves to climax. My fingers move quickly, and I feel my orgasm starting to take over my body.

  “Scott,” I whimper. “I’m close. So close.”

  “Me too, baby,” he gasps. “Come for me. I want to hear you scream my name.”

  I rub my clit faster, finding that spot inside my pussy that sends me over the edge with my other hand, and I scream. “Yes, Scott! Oh, God! I’m coming!”

  I watch him stroke his cock, as he chases his climax, and his release comes in steady spurts. He cries out, “Becca! Do you see what you do to me, baby? Three weeks…three weeks, and you don’t have to pretend it’s me driving into you.”

  Once we’ve finished with sexy time, we chat a bit more about what I need to take care of tomorrow. By the time I talk to him tomorrow, I should know when my last day of work will be, and when I’ll be able to move down to Indy.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Scott

  When I mentioned to Becca the idea of going to see Florida Georgia Line for New Year’s Eve, the thought crossed my mind to see if I could incorporate the concert with proposing. I sent my agent a message, asking him to contact the band’s manager and see what kind of strings he can pull. With them being one of her favorite bands, I’m hoping I can make this work.

  I’ve been on this huge fucking high lately now that Becca has decided to move to Indy. I’m hoping she can get everything done in time for the beginning of the season, so that she won’t have to go back to Alaska at all. I head off to practice, knowing that by the time I’m done, she should know when her last day of work will be.

  I make it through practice somehow. I keep having to stop my mind from drifting to Becca and stay focused on the drills. The first week back is always grueling as we work to get the kinks out of our muscles and start to learn how to play with the rookies and new guys. Brian and I have been teamed up as a defensive pairing for the past two seasons, and since we play so well together, I don’t foresee Coach changing that anytime soon. However, lines can be changed multiple times before the coaches are happy with how it all looks. Toss in injuries that are sure to happen during the season, and we have to know how to play with anyone and everyone on the team at a moment’s notice.

  As soon as I get back into the locker room and get out of my pads, I c
heck my phone to see if I have any messages from Becca. I told her to text me as soon as she knew anything and that I would call her as soon as I was done. I see a text from her, asking for me to call her. I quickly hit the showers so I can get out of here and hear her news.

  As soon as I’m in my car, I dial her number. “Hey babe, how did your meeting go?” I ask her as soon as she answers.

  “It went well, but I have to come back for about ten days in October. My current contract requires a six-week notice.” She sighs, and I can tell she’s bummed about having to return.

  “Well, that’s not horrible. It’s not what we were hoping for, but it’s doable. And that actually works out, as I’ll be on the road for a portion of that time anyway.”

  “I know, I also put in a call to get the ball rolling on transferring my nursing license, so that I can look for a job down there once I’m ready for one.”

  “Will that be an easy process?”

  “It should be. I have to fill out some paperwork, and once I’m there, I have to get my fingerprints done. When that’s done, I can officially turn in my application, and they will run my background, look at my current license and all the continuing education credits I have done in the past few years, and then my license can be issued. Thankfully, I don’t have to retake the boards. Those are a bitch.”

  “I’m excited it’s all falling into place, babe. I can’t wait for you to get down here. What does Kinley think of all of this?”

  “She wasn’t shocked one bit when I told her. She’s seen how miserable I’ve been since you’ve been gone, so she knows I’m making the right decision for us. She keeps telling me how much she’s going to miss me. I just keep telling her that she can visit whenever she wants. I also reminded her that if she visits me, she can also visit Brian, and I don’t think either of them will pass up that opportunity.”

  “Yeah, he said they were still texting all the time. I guess it might be a little more serious than I thought.”

  “She still insists that they’re just friends, but I secretly think they’re holding back their true feelings for each other. I try not to push her on the issue because she gets a defensive about it. The way I look at it, they’re both consenting adults, and if they want to have a serious relationship, then they can make that decision.”

  “I completely agree, babe.”

  We discuss practice, what she needs to take care of over the next few weeks, and her return to Anchorage for the final two weeks of work. Other than clothes and her personal items, she only needs to bring anything specific she wants to make Indy home. Anything else she wants or needs, we can buy or replace here.

  The first week of training camp has come to an end, and we are making more and more progress toward playing like a team. Every team has to rediscover their groove after retirements, trades, and the addition of rookies that are picked up in the draft every year. It takes a little time to figure out where everyone fits best within the lineup. The coaching staff also considers who isn’t quite ready to play at this level and needs to be sent down to our AHL affiliate in Champaign, Illinois – The Champaign Eagles.

  At the end of practice today, the coaches made their first cuts. It’s a cutthroat business, and I remember those years where my ass was on the line. I don’t miss them one bit. With my last contract, I had a ‘no movement’ clause built in, so I know that at least until my current contract ends, I will play here in Indy. Being the captain also provides another layer of security. I’ve worked hard over the last few years and I’m respected by the other players, as well as relied upon by the coaching and management staff.

  The past few weeks have gone by surprisingly fast. Becca kept busy wrapping up her full-time life in Anchorage and worked on packing for her move. She’ll bring a good deal of her things with her when she flies down tomorrow and the rest will be shipped. I can’t believe we’ve finally made it to the end of us having to be apart, and that we only have to deal with one short separation after this. There are no worked to explain how happy it makes me that Becca will be by my side all the time. Knowing that she’ll be there at my games and that we’ll be living a life together puts a little extra pep in my step.

  I’m at home relaxing, waiting on Brian and Murph to arrive with takeout when my phone starts to ring. Grabbing it from the end table, I see Becca’s face smiling at me on the screen.

  “Hey, babe,” I say, as I answer her call.

  “Hi.” She sounds out of breath. “What are you up to?”

  “Hanging out, waiting on the guys to show up with food. What are you up to? It sounds like you’ve just finished running a marathon.”

  “Just finished packing some last-minute things. I was running around the house and am out of breath. Hold on a second; I’m going to switch us to FaceTime.” A few seconds later, she fills my screen. God, I love technology.

  “Take it easy, babe. If you forget something, you can always bring it with you next time or replace it here.”

  “I know, I just want to make sure I have everything I’ll need. I’m also trying to get the house ready. I still need to clean out the last of the food in the fridge and take out the trash in the morning before I leave for the airport. Ben promised me he would come by and put the trash cans out and then bring them back in on trash day. He also said he’d keep an eye on the house for us.”

  “Sounds good, babe. Nathan and my parents will also check on it for us. Oh, don’t forget to set the alarm when you leave. Are you having dinner with your parents tonight?”

  “Yep, I’ll head over in a few hours. Kinley is coming too; then she’s going to stay the night with me and take me to the airport in the morning.”

  “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. I’m going to kiss you all over.” I wink at her.

  “Promise?” she flirts back.

  “Abso-fucken-lutely. Don’t plan on doing much tomorrow after I pick you up at the airport and get you home, besides being naked underneath me.”

  The smoldering look she gives tells me her plans weren’t much different than mine.

  “How long do I get you to myself?”

  “From the time you arrive tomorrow, until Monday morning when I have to go in for practice. Coaches gave us Sunday off.”

  “I’m so excited to see you, finally! What’s your schedule like the rest of the week?”

  “Practice every day, along with our normal workouts in the gym and time with the team trainers. I’m usually done by mid to late afternoon. On Friday, we’ll have a morning skate session, and then I’ll be home in time to eat lunch and take a game day nap. I have to report to the arena around five. You can either come with me then or come closer to game time.”

  “I’ll probably go with you unless Murph or Brian picks you up, and you can leave me your car.”

  Fuck, I didn’t even think about her not having her car here. “I’m sure one of the guys can pick me up so that you can keep the car. Maybe while you’re here, we can look at buying you a car to keep in Indy.”

  “Maybe?” She chews on her bottom lip.

  “What’s wrong, babe? I can tell you’re worrying about something, what is it?”

  “I don’t know if I can afford another car payment. Especially with not knowing how long I’ll be without a job.”

  “Becca, look at me. Don’t you remember what I do for a living and how much I get paid? I’ll buy you a car, whatever car you want. I wish you would let me pay off your car up there as it is. We’re a team, Becca, and you need to get used to the fact that I want to take care of you in every way.”

  She sighs and smiles at me. “I know you do, and I love you for it. I just feel like I’m taking advantage of you by having you pay for everything. I don’t want to feel like a leech.”

  “I can promise you that you will never be a leech, baby. Let me take care of you.”

  “I’ll think about it, and we can talk about the car more once I’m there. How does that sound?”

  “Sounds like something I can live with.�
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  Our conversation is interrupted by a knock on my door, so I get up to answer it, knowing it’s Murph and Brian.

  “Hey guys, come on in. I’m almost done talking to Becca.”

  “Hi, guys!” Becca calls out to my friends.

  “Hey Becca, we’re ready for you to get here. This guy has been driving us crazy since he’s been away from you,” Brian tells her as he punches me in the shoulder. His shit-eating grin gives away his teasing tone.

  “Oh, I’m sure he hasn’t been that bad,” she retorts, a smile on her face.

  I get off my call with Becca a few moments later, promising to call her before I head to bed. She leaves early tomorrow morning, and I’ll finally get to see her in the afternoon. I can’t fucking wait. These past few weeks without my girl have sucked, but that chapter is coming to a close, and I’m excited to see how the next chapter in our lives unfolds.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Becca

  My flight has just touched down, and the level of excitement that is coursing through my body is crazy. Scott booked me in first class, so at least I don’t have to wait for an entire plane’s worth of people to get off before I can deplane and run for the security checkpoint, where he will be waiting on me.

  I make my way out and see him standing there, looking sexy as ever. He has on a ball cap, pulled low, trying to help hide his identity. As soon as he sees me, his face lights up, and I take off in a run, jumping right into his arms once I reach him. His lips find mine within seconds, and I finally feel complete. Scott is my home, and this cements the decision that moving down here to be with him is what I needed to do.