Mighty ducks imagine/ preference

Country girl (C. Conway)

As we walked into the pizza place, I could feel Charlie's eyes on me, taking in my outfit. I had decided to go for something a little different than my usual hockey gear - a cute country tank top, a booty skirt, and my favorite cowgirl boots.

"Damn, you look good," Charlie said, grabbing my hand and pulling me in for a kiss.

I giggled. "You're not so bad yourself."

We sat down at a booth with my brother Dwayne and the rest of the team. It was always fun to go out with them, and tonight was no exception. We chatted and laughed over pizza and drinks, the conversation ranging from hockey to movies to our favorite country songs.

And then the DJ put on a song that I couldn't resist - "country girl." I looked over at Charlie, a mischievous glint in my eye.

"Come on, Charlie, dance with me," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him out of the booth.

We started dancing together, our bodies moving in sync to the beat of the song. I could feel Charlie's eyes on me, and it made me feel confident and sexy.

I started singing along, my voice loud and clear. "Shake it for the young bucks sittin' in the honky-tonk. For the rednecks rockin' 'til the break of dawn. The DJ spinnin' that country song."

Dwayne joined in, his voice deep and booming. "Come on, come on, come on!"

I turned back to Charlie, who had a huge grin on his face. He put his hands on my thighs, tracing patterns on my skin as I continued to dance on his lap.

And then, he rested his head on my shoulder, kissing my neck gently. It was such a sweet, loving gesture, and it made my heart swell with affection for him.

The song ended, and Charlie hugged me tightly, kissing my cheek. I leaned in to him, still feeling the afterglow of our dance.

"I love you so much," he whispered in my ear.

"I love you too," I replied, feeling grateful for this amazing guy in my life.