Loving A Hockey Player (Dylan Strome)

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My eyes fluttered open only to find my face was right by Dylan's.. He was softly snoring and and smiled I kissed his nose gently.. his eyes opened and he sleepily smiled at me "Morning Princess" he says and I smile

"Shower?" I ask and he nods rubbing his eyes.. I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom Dylan close behind me.. I turn on the water and take off my clothes.. I step in and once he is undressed he also gets in.. It's so hard to control myself when I see droplets of water going down his abs but I hold it in..

After the shower I grab a matching pair of underwear and bra, black leggings, a black tank top and Dylan's yellow otters hoodie.. I quickly blow dry and straighten my hair and put in a black nike head band and black bow uggs. Dylan is wearing a pair of Nike joggers and white Erie otters hoodie along with a black snap back and Nike gym shoes..

We head out to the restaurant and Chaunette and Andrew really like him.. Shawzy scares Dylan a little but it's all good bc I got "the nod" from both of them.. "Wanna come spend the night at my house" Dylan asks as we drive back to mine.. "Yeah sure" I say and he smiles.. "Well I figured that we could get some ice cream and then go back to my house" he says and I smile..

"You know me so well" I say and he nods.. we pull up in my driveway and Dylan and I go up stairs to my room while I put some clothes in my back pack.. and we headed to bask in robins and he went in and got us some ice cream.

We pulled up to his house and his moms car was there. We got out and I grabbed my bag and we walked in the house.. "Mom. I'm home" Dylan yells and she comes into the main hallway with a chicken in her hand "Dylan can you.. Oh hi Taylor!" she says and I smile "Hi trish.. watcha making?" I say and she motions for us to follow her into the kitchen.

"I'm trying to stuff this bird with stuffing for practice for our Christmas party.." she says and I giggle and Dylan shakes his head "Dylan I hate to ask you.. but can you go pick up some stuff from the store..?" she says and Dylan nods "Taylor do you want to help me?" Trish asks and I smile

"Of course" I say and she smiles at me and so does Dylan. Dylan's mom hands him a list and he leaves.. I wash my hands and dry them off.. "Okay! Can you start mixing the stuffing and I will prep the chicken." she says and I smile and nod grabbing the box and starting to make the stuffing.

"So Ik Dylan told me. Your brother and His girlfriend are in town. Since you and your dad are coming to our big Christmas party. They can also come. Dylan told me he is quite the jokester" she says and I laugh and nod "Yeah.. once we got back from London he hid his car around the corner and then the scared me in the house" I say and she laughs "I think Dylan mentioned he played in the NHL.. what team does he play for?" she asks

"Chicago Blackhawks.. Shaw" I say and she smiles and nods "Of course! That makes more sense now" she says and I laugh "How is Ryan doing with recovering with his knee?" I ask and she shrugs "He is getting better.. If the Islanders make it to the playoffs that would be the time he is able to start playing again" she says and I nod in the beginning of the season Ryan took a nasty dirty hit by 2 guys and hurt his knee.

"Where is Dylan's dad?" I ask. "Oh he gets off work in an hour. It feels like I never get to go out with him." she says and I nod "Well why not tonight?" I say

"Well Matt, Colin, and their friend Nate are coming here and all sleeping in the basement." she says and I shrug "Sooooo! Me and Dylan are here. You two go out." I say and she looks up with a suprised face. "really? you wouldn't mind. I mean the boys can get pretty rowdy and loud and out of hand sometimes.." she says and I laugh

"It's okay. I was around Shawzy and sometimes he acts like a five years old so I think we will be fine. Plus, I already know Colin and he is always fun and nice." I say and she smiles and goes to hug me but stops "I would hug you but I literally have chicken fingers" she says and we both laugh and finish the chicken.