Home Ice.

Chapter Eight.

Finn

I scored four goals the other night.

I could hear Avery groaning with each one even though she was in one of the suites. I can't take too much credit because it was only a preseason game and the guys on the Canucks were mainly prospects, so I should of probably went a bit easier on them. And I was for the most part, I wasn't a dick.

I just had a lot riding on this one.

I got right to work when I got home, but to be fair Avery was ready. She was laying in bed like nothing was different, with her book in her hand and the dog on the end of the bed. I actually laughed when I saw her because I knew damn well that she knew what was going to happen, but she was acting like she didn't.

That didn't last long though. She was in a Kraken shirt with my name and number on it and nothing else underneath, so I put Olive in the library and we hopped right to it. Four goals.

She was walking with a limp the next morning and as much as I tried to keep my snickering to myself, it was hard. Especially when she was practicing standing up so that her students wouldn't notice.

I had a busy day today but now I'm anxiously sitting in the waiting room as she gets her IUD out. She told me a thousand times that I didn't need to go with her, that she would could go on her own and be fine to drive but I wasn't having it. I don't understand how someone could have something literally removed from their body and be fine to drive home. There's no way I'm letting her take that chance.

There is only one other dude in here and he walked in with his pregnant wife. I've never been to Avery's OB with her and although the walls are pink and there are flowers next to the cup of pens, this place terrifies me.

The women behind the desk keep looking at me and I just feel like they're judging me for some reason. I don't know why I'm so insecure about it, but I can't help but think that these ladies despise guys because of the shit that women have to do with their bodies so we don't have too - they see it all first hand. I don't blame them, I'd be pissed too. They also probably have to deal with so many dumbass men here, or have to see women doing things alone because some of men don't have the balls to show up after getting a girl pregnant or something.

But besides that, I'm glad that I just get to spend some time with Aves before I leave in a couple days. I have my first trip of the season this weekend, which is in Canada. We're playing the Canucks again and then heading to Edmonton and Calgary. I'm leaving Sunday night for a game on Monday, but I don't even know if I'm playing. The point of preseason games is that the young prospects get some time in NHL style play more than we do, so there's usually only four or five of us in the lineup a night. And since I played against the Canucks last night, I doubt I will on Monday.

So tonight is just going to be us spending some time together before I go. I'm gonna cook for her and honestly, maybe I'll let her convince me to watch some Grey's Anatomy. She's been trying for years to get me to watch it but it feels like such a commitment.

I know for a fact that when I offer that we watch whatever she wants, she's going to say Grey's. We're in the second season now and I don't want to admit to her that I'm kind of getting really into it.

"Is this your first?"

My attention is brought to the voice that's coming from next to me. It's the other guy and his leg is bouncing a lot which makes me realize that mine is doing the same thing. I guess that's a personality trait of dudes inside a gyno office.

"Oh, uh," I laugh at myself, trying to stop my twitchy leg. I may be freaking the fuck out but I'd at least like to pretend that I've got some of my shit together. "She's not pregnant yet."