flirting with the enemy

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as couch bombay's daughter, you think i would be able to beat a couple of iceland players. but that's the total  opposite. the beginning of the game, portman gets in the penalty box   and if anything could go worse, with my boyfriend,jesse hall, standing there, a iceland player FLIRTS WITH ME. as i stand there and watch jesse out of the corner of my eye, i see he storms off to the box. shit. "sorry bu i'm taken." i say, skating over to jesse. "jesse!" i yell as he whips around. "oh, tired of your boyfriend already?" he asks, as i look at him confused. "jesse what are you talking about?" i asks as i see tears in his eyes. i have never, not once, seen jesse cry. never. "if you don't want to be with me, fucking tell me!" he says, going back out to his spot. as soon as we are  take our spots, the iceland player comes back up to me. "you can always tell me if you need a side dick." he says. and with that, i punch him in the jaw. 'screech!' ( i don't know what sound a whistle makes ) "your out of the game!" the ref. says, as i look down. "jesse is the ONLY dick I'LL ever need!" i yell, being unaware that jesse heard me. only 5 minutes later jesse ends up walking back to the changing rooms. "hey." i say. "did you mean that?" he says and i automatically knew what he was talking about. "obviously." i say as he sits down beside me. "baby. look at me." he says as i look over to meet his tear-filled eyes. then all of a sudden, his lips meet mine and he hugs me tightly. "i love you,jesse. you ARE the only dick i need or want." i say, as we continue watching te hockey game.

<3 hope you like it pumpkins <

                                                              

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