Tripping

Chapter 10: Mia's POV

Mia

Toothbrush. Check.

Mini first-aid kit. Check.

Gravol. Check.

Extra underwear in case I pee myself everyday. Check.

I don't know why I'm stressing, I've travelled before. Maybe it's because I'm travelling without Nate and he usually reassures me that I have packed the things I think I forgot. But Nate is currently at practice and I'm trying to get all this done since I leave tomorrow morning to Vancouver for the next two weeks. I talked to my boss and told him I would prefer to do some conferences from home and attend a small portion of the conference in Vancouver so I don't fall behind on the work at the office. He agreed, saying having someone stay back to make sure the interns and co-op students are staying on track while everyone else is gone would be good.

So that's what the past couple months have consisted of. Me in the office full of learning students and interns who I made sit with me and tune in on a couple meetings that were aired live from the conference. They should be lucky I let them in on it and got a head start on learning new things. I'm so considerate. Well honestly I was falling asleep through some conferences watching them alone so I made one of the interns take notes for me in case I dozed off. Luckily I was able to attend most of Nate's games that were at home these past few weeks. Even though I had to stay back for most of the away ones because I was responsible for most of the office.

Luckily Nate has a game near the end of my trip so he's going to meet me in Vancouver so I can go to the game with him and then we are going to fly back together. I'm only missing one home game and one game in Montreal while I'm in Vancouver. I loved travelling to Vancouver through the past two seasons. Nate and I always love to bike ride in Stanley Park when we go there. It's a different scenery and a nice change from the usual bike ride we take on the Toronto Islands here in the city.

I finish packing, setting my bags by the door and start on dinner. Nate said he wanted grilled chicken ceasar salads. Fine by me. I know he asked for something that he knew was easy to make since I leave in the morning. Though I think he didn't want there to be a big clean up after dinner since he said he wants to cuddle with me as much as he can before I head out. Which I know really means he wants to have sex with me on any surface I'll let him take me on.

I go to check the time on my phone seeing a few notifications from NHLBuzz on Instagram. Ugh. Now it's just getting boring. Aren't people tired of seeing that stupid picture. You can't even tell it's us, trust me I know, I inspected it for a good two hours. You can't even see our faces and Nates back totally covers my body which is bent over on the side of the pool. Thank God he left his swim trunks on so that no one can see his very cute muscular butt. For my eyes only. Oh God I sound like Nate now. The pool wall is doing a great job at hiding our act. I just delete the comments ignoring what people are saying. The more I let it affect me the more it will affect our relationship. We both accepted it and moved past it and now we are moving on from it.

I have my headphones in listening to the Hairspray soundtrack, because duh, Zac Efron. His voice is so silky smooth. Musicals have the key to my heart. Last New Year's Eve Nate took me to see the Hairspray Broadway show that was touring here in the city and I legit sobbed because I was so excited. He said New Year's Eve musicals can be our thing. I know he doesn't enjoy them that much but I do but I did catch him singing along to You Can't Stop The Beat during the final act. I hope we see the Mamma Mia show this New Years Eve. I stop singing out loud when I feel Nate's warm hands wrap around my stomach from behind instantly making my heart beat faster.

Nate pulls the headphones out of my ears, sets them on the counter and starts kissing down from the shell of my ear to my neck. I shift my head the other way, giving him more room to explore all my sensitive spots that he knows the exact location of.