Score on Me

by Melody Heck Gatto

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  Passing the food stands, her stomach growled. The nachos smelled so good. Usually she loved a good nacho, but not today. Her stomach was a mess. Even though Kris held her tight as he walked her to the owner's box. She memorized all of the signs so she could get there herself next time. Well, as long as tonight went okay, then maybe there would be a next time.

  She had butterflies and her heart was racing. Glancing over at Kris, he looked so nice in his suit. Ugh, she was so hungry, but her stomach was doing acrobatics and wasn't reacting friendly to the thought of food.

  "Hey, beautiful." Kris called to her. "You okay over there?" He smiled at her.

  Her body warmed. Oh, that smile made her melt every time.

  Kat shook out of her fog. "Yep!" she said in her best enthusiastic voice.

  "Well, I think you'll be fine." Kris laughed a little, "I don't think I have ever seen you this nervous before."

  She was about to comment back, but they were at the owner's box. Holding her head up high, doing her best to show Kris that she was fine, she walked in first.

  The girls all turned towards the door.

  "Kat! Kris! Hey, guys!" Lindsey called, flashing a welcoming smile.

  "Linds, great to see you." Kris gave her a hug. "Is the old man already downstairs?" he asked, laughing.

  "Sure is. And he's not that old. C'mon, Kat, let me introduce you. Bye Kris!" Lindsey grabbed for Kat and waved to Kris.

  "Hang on, Linds, don't run off with her yet. C'mere, beautiful." He pulled Kat to him and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Can I get some good luck?"

  "Did you even have to ask?" She leaned in and kissed him. "Good luck."

  "Hey, have fun, okay?"

  Kat simply nodded. She was a mess, a ball full of nerves. But she wasn't going to tell him that.

  "Okay, enough of that mushy stuff. Shoo, Kristopher! You need to go get ready!" Lindsey said.

  Kris shook his head as he gave Kat one last peck on the cheek. "See you later, beautiful. I'll be up after the game." He winked.

  "Ladies, this is Kat. Kat, this is everyone. Emily is Kaden's girlfriend. Trish is Tanner's," Lindsey pointed out as Kat nodded.

  The girls were already seated in the stadium seats a few steps down from the luxury suite. After greeting everyone, Kat went to the bar and ordered a beer. She decided to stay up in the suite by the bar. Lindsey was already sitting with the other girls. They were all talking and laughing.

  She wanted to go sit with the girls, but felt frozen to the ground. Injecting herself into their conversation didn't seem right, so she went back over to the counter that overlooked the stadium seats. She set up there on the end, pressed up against the wall, and watched the game. Her stomach growled. Maybe she should go get something. There was a buffet on the other end of the room with sandwiches, salad and fruit.

  She looked down at her beer bottle as she sat quietly and watched the game. This was beyond awkward now. She was sitting all alone. She needed to get up and go talk to them. But she just didn't feel like she fit in. They were laughing and having a great time. What if she tried joining in and they ignored her? Or worse, what if they looked at her like she had three heads? She shouldn't have come. Sitting at home watching the game from her couch in her pajamas sounded like heaven right now. Ugh!

  She would just sit here quietly for the duration of the game, then slip out unnoticed to wait for Kris. Now, to just get through the next two periods. Her stomach was really grumbling, she glanced over at the buffet, then back to the girls. They were still carrying on. Kat quietly got up to check out the buffet. Ah food! Her stomach was already thanking her.

  She filled a little plate with a slider sized sandwich and salad. Why wasn't there any junk food? Don't any of these people eat cookies or chips?

  She sat back down, and picked at her food. Keeping an eye on the game, but also sitting as far into the corner as she could; she kept her head down. The sandwich was okay, it wasn't bad, just, well, just not junk food. It was no plate of nachos that was for sure!

  She pushed the salad around her plate and downed her beer. Her eyes on the ice like she had blinders on.

  Kris was having a pretty good game. He already had two assists tonight and the Renegades were winning. Kat had a limited view, squished in the corner. Some of the girls' heads got in the way when they cheered, but it was all okay with her. It was kind of fun, actually. It would just be more fun if she was interacting with other people. But it was fine. She shook off those thoughts, she was here to watch the game anyways. Pushing her plate away, she finished off her beer. Standing up to get another, she ran right into Lindsey.

  Lindsey was standing over her. "Kat sweetie! Don't you want to sit with us?"

  "Um–" She wasn't prepared for that. She thought Lindsey was still sitting with the girls.

  "C'mon!" Lindsey dragged Kat down into the seats.

  All the girls welcomed her with open arms.

  "You hungry, kiddo?" Kat had no idea whose wife she was, but she had a huge rock on her finger.

  "Um, yeah, kind of. But I had a sandwich, so–" Kat shook her head.

  "Yeah, that buffet is great, but, we like junk food. Bad enough some of us have to put up with all of the health food at home." Emily said, laughing, "And Kat, don't tell me that you don't know what I am talking about!"

  "Yeah, Kat. We all know how Kris is!" Trish commented.

  All of the girls laughed and nodded, "We sure do!"

  "Honey, we don't bite!" Lindsey teased. "No need to be so shy."

  Kat just nodded as they went on and on about Kris and his healthy eating habits.

  Finally she spoke up. "Well, it's all true. So true." She shrugged.

  "Oh, we know it is! But really, Kris is a great guy. He really is, honey. That boy is really into you," Lindsey said.

  "Yeah, he's a keeper!" Trish agreed.

  "Look! Kris has the puck!" Lindsey yelled.

  Kat sat silently and watched as Kris took the puck from the blue line and rushed it right down to the net, his first shot was deflected by the goalie. Matt bounced it back to Kris and he shot it at the goal, slipping it right through the five hole.

  Score!

  Kat stood up and yelled, throwing her hands in the air. Self conscious for a second, she looked around to see the other girls all doing the same thing. No one was looking at her, or watching what she was doing.

  "Lindsey!" The bartender called. "Your snacks are here."

  "Oh! Good!" Lindsey ran up to the bar. "Mike! Hey, how's it going?" She called to a senior citizen holding what looked like concession snacks.

  "Hey, Linds! I can't complain!"

  "Mike," Lindsey started, then motioned for Kat to come over. "Kat, c'mere. Mike, this is the new girl, Kat. She's Kris Lafleur's girlfriend."

  "Well, Kat, it's very nice to meet you! I hope to see you more often around here. Kris is a great guy." The gentleman smiled.

  Kat felt her face warm. "It was nice to meet you, Mike."

  "Thanks!" Lindsey said, giving him a nice tip.

  "Kat, I hope you are hungry, we got nachos and cheese, and pretzels."

  Kat's mouth started to water.

  "Not just pretzels, but you can dip them in the nacho cheese, or we always dip them in chocolate sauce. Oh it is delicious! Salty and sweet! Yum!"

  Okay, that sounded interesting, she had to admit.

  "C'mon, ladies, let's eat!" Lindsey called as the girls hurried up to the seats where Kat was eating. Lindsey lined up the goodies and they all dug in.

  The pretzels with the chocolate dip looked good, and the girls were going nuts over it; Kat had to try it. She grabbed a piece of a soft pretzel and dipped part of it in the liquid chocolate. It sounded like it would be good, but would it be? She popped the whole thing in her mouth and prayed she wouldn't spit it out like a child. Wow. It was amazing! Waiting until she finished the huge bite she took, she noticed the girls were watching for her reaction. "Okay, yeah, that is really good!"


  "Yay!" they all cheered.

  "I knew you'd love it!" Lindsey said. "Everyone does!"

  Kat was no longer hungry after eating a ton of nachos and cheese, and more pieces of soft pretzel than she could count. Her belly full and her head a little dizzy from all the beer, she counted down the last few seconds of the game with the other girls.

  The buzzer sounded, and the game was over. The Renegades had won.

  "Kat, are you coming down to the locker room?"

  "No, actually, Kris is coming up here to get me."

  "Nonsense, c'mon down to the locker room with us."

  Kat shrugged, uneasy about it, but slowly shook her head. "Okay, I guess. You're sure he will see me there?"

  "He won't be able to miss you, honey. C'mon!"

  As a group, the girls went downstairs. They all stood together in a hallway that led to the locker room.

  "The guys come out here. Don't worry, he will see you."

  Kat shifted, not sure if she should be down here. Kris said he would meet her up in the owner's box. Maybe she should go back up?

  She knew the guys had to shower and talk to the media. There was a monitor in the hallway, they watched the players' interviews as they waited. Finally the guys started to pour out of the room and pair up with their families or significant others. She eagerly watched through the crowd so she wouldn't miss Kris. Where was he? Starting to worry that she missed him and he would be looking for her in the owner's box, she felt someone slip their arm around her waist and smelled a familiar scent of cologne.

  "Hey, beautiful," Kris whispered against her neck.

  All worry left her body as he held her, pulling her against him.

  She spun around, wrapping her arms around him, a wide smile on her face. "Hey, handsome! What a great game!"

  "Thanks. Did you have a good time?" he asked.

  "I did. Thanks for inviting me. Wait, how did you know to look for me down here?" She asked, confused.

  "Linds texted Matt and he told me."

  It didn't matter now, she was relieved to be in his arms again. He leaned down, taking her mouth in his. "Let's go home," he said, grinning.

  CHAPTER 18

  It was Valentine's Day. Even though Kris begged her to let him come pick her up, she wanted to drive over herself. There was no reason for him to drive all the way across town to her house just to turn around and drive back to his. She wasn't completely moved in yet. But, things were moving along. However, tonight she was getting ready at her place.

  Kris opened the door just as she reached his porch. "Wow, Kat. You look amazing, beautiful." He said as a smile crept across his lips, taking in her blue form fitting dress, and a sexy pair of black heels.

  "You look really nice yourself," Kat said. Kris always looked good in a suit though. She thought that he looked good in anything, but his suits were always tailored perfectly to his body.

  As soon as Kat entered his house, she noticed a dozen red roses on the table. There was a card that read: Happy Valentine's Day, Love, Kris.

  "Thank you," She hugged Kris. On the tray there was also a little glass bowl of candy hearts. She loved those little sugary treats! She grinned over at him. Then she realized those colorful sugary hearts all said the same things, they all said "Be Mine" and "XOXO". Interesting…she thought. He might be more clever than I thought… she grinned at him.

  Kat sniffed, something smelled delicious. Yum! What has he gone and done? She wondered.

  "C'mere, let me show you something." Kris took her by the hand, leading her onto the back porch. She saw a man wearing a white chef jacket in the kitchen as she passed through.

  "Do you like it?" Kris asked.

  It was all lit up with white Christmas lights. They were strung across the porch ceiling from one side to the other like trellises. They were also strung along the railing. A fire pit stood at the corner of the porch, it was enough to keep them warm from the chill in the air. Kris had hired a caterer for their meal. The table was set like something from an expensive restaurant, and there were candles lighting it. Tiki torches lit up the porch railing. Kris pushed Kat's chair in as she sat down.

  The caterer served them their meal, then was excused by Kris. The meal was a beautiful plate of chicken parmesan, spaghetti with a vodka sauce, mixed vegetables, a bowl of salad, and serving basket of rolls. Kris really outdid himself! He poured them each a glass of champagne and raised his glass to her.

  "Happy Valentine's Day, Kat." They clinked their glasses together, and sipped their drinks.

  "Kris, this is amazing, thank you." The food was divine. She couldn't get enough of the chicken parmesan, it melted in her mouth. He had put so much time and energy into this dinner. She really did love him. She did. She could kick herself for not being able to tell him before now. One look into those sexy chocolate-brown eyes and she knew he was crazy about her.

  She didn't have to be afraid that he would leave, she didn't have to worry that he would hurt her. He had proved himself time and time again. She was seriously thinking tonight was a perfect night to tell him.

  Kris stood and held out his hand to Kat. "May I have this dance?'

  "Dance? But there isn't any music?"

  Kris pulled a remote out of his jacket pocket and turned on the CD player, it was set to a nice slow, sexy song, perfect for dancing.

  "Yes, you may have this dance." She smiled bashfully and stood, putting her hand in his. He pulled her close and they moved together to the beat. Kris swayed perfectly in tune with the music. This is so romantic. Kat became aware of his hot breath on her neck and his warm hands on her skin. He tightened his arms around her waist, causing her breath to catch.

  After the song was over, Kris pulled back and smiled at her. "Maybe we should get dessert? Unless you prefer another dance?"

  "Dessert sounds good," Kat needed to catch her breath, she wanted to enjoy every single second of tonight. Looking at his hard body in that suit, it wasn't easy to cool down.

  "Dessert it is." Kris went to the kitchen and brought out their dessert, it was a single plate of Tiramisu with two forks. He moved his chair to sit next to Kat and they shared the decadent treat. They were sitting so close she could feel his gaze heavy on her as she took a bite. He took a piece on his fork, and fed it to Kat. Chills ran through her as her body broke out in goose bumps. Kat felt like it took hours to eat that little dessert.

  "Everything is wonderful, Kris. Thank you. The food, the dancing, the roses, everything."

  He leaned over and kissed her lips. "You deserve it," he said looking into her eyes. "It being our first Valentine's Day and all."

  She kissed him. His lips tasted like Tiramisu. She appreciated him making a big fuss out of their first Valentine's Day together, he really was one of a kind.

  Kris started to take the dishes into the kitchen, Kat helped. After they were all brought in and put away, she thanked him for such a wonderful evening.

  "It isn't over yet…" Kris smiled slyly at her. He put out the fire pit and tiki torches. He locked the doors leading out to the porch, and led her upstairs.

  "I think I know where this is going…" She laughed softly.

  Kris opened his bedroom door, the room was dimly lit with candles and rose petals were scattered on the bed. The bed was covered in a dark red bedspread, one Kat had never seen before, and soft music played in the background. Kris came up behind her, slowly grabbed her around the waist, moved her hair to one side and started to kiss her neck.

  Each time his lips grazed her skin it sent electricity through her body. She closed her eyes and moaned as his lips slid down her neck to her shoulder. He unzipped her dress and slid the fabric off of her shoulders, letting the dress fall to the floor. He continued to kiss her neck and her shoulders as his warm, strong hands moved to the front of her, cupping her lace covered breasts, gently kneading and caressing them.

  She gently stepped out of the fabric that was pooled at her ankles, picking the dress up and quickly tossing it over the ne
arest chair. Sliding off his jacket and adding it to the pile on the chair. Slowly unbuttoning his shirt her lips brushed against his. Sliding his shirt down each arm, she let it fall to the floor. Running her fingers down his arm she traced his muscles.

  Pulling her in tight, she let out a little scream. He feverishly kissed her lips while moving her slowly towards the bed.

  She lightly fell back. Kris paused for a moment admiring her body. His eyes raked over her lingerie. Softly he lay on top of her. Her heart was pounding, her breathing quickened. The pressure of his body pressed up against hers made the fire she felt intensify. She let out a soft moan as he reached around and unhooked her bra, sliding it off her shoulders and to the floor.

  Taking one of her breasts in his mouth, he flicked her nipple with his tongue, and sucked gently. She moaned, this time louder. Playing gently with her nipple he slowly teased her. She could barely stand the heavy sensation that ran through her. Her body tingled as flames built up inside her. Pushing her almost to the brink of pleasure with his tongue.

  It's not nice to tease, she thought.

  Kris stood at the edge of the bed unbuttoning his dress slacks and belt; dropping them to the floor. She slid under the covers as he joined her. His body was so warm. Running her hands over his chest, she traced every bulging muscle. His nipples hard and erect, begging for her to taste them.

  Tilting her head towards his, their lips met. His tongue filling her mouth, wrestling with her own. His fingers fumbled at the waistband of her panties. slowly tearing them off her body. He pressed against her; she was more than ready for him. Sliding his boxers off completely she returned to his protruding manhood. Taking his hot flesh in her hands; his head arched back at her touch. In one swift motion he rolled her on her back while kissing her lips.

  She trembled, anticipating his touch. Her body yearned for him. Her passion was too much to contain any longer as he vigorously moved his length into her. He started out slow, watching as she squirmed with delight.

  "More… please," she begged.