Flyers Baby (NHL)

Chapter 4: Travel

I laid with my head on Luke's chest, my feet propped on the arm of the couch. I found myself in this position a lot over the past two months. Everytime this happened though, my heart seemed to beat faster, my breathing more shallow.

"You tired?" Luke asked, his hands stopping the slow patterns they were drawing along my waistline.

"A little." I confessed, cuddling deeper into his side.

He laughed, bent and pressed his lips to the top of my head, moving me so he could stand.

"Where are you going?" I asked, slightly let down.

"We have to leave early tomorrow, I gotta go." He checked his watch.

"Good luck, I'll be watching." I smiled.

He laughed, brushing his lips over my forehead before the door closed behind him. I sighed, leaning into the couch feeling defeated.

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The guys were up 3-0 in the last third of play, Toronto suddenly making it a 3-2 game and threatening to score more. The guys were being out played, and over worked. Cooperation wasn't there and neither was communication, I groaned as the final score flashed across the screen 5-3, and I reached for my phone as my ringtone went off.

"You're flying here, your plane leaves in an hour." Luke's panicked voice said.

"Hey, calm down." I soothed.

"No, we need you. Hell, I need you Natasha." He confessed, the line going dead.

--

I grabbed my duffel and pillow from the over head compartment, my music still blasted in my ears as I walked into the crowded airport.

I was instantaneously attacked, three massive bodies piling themselves on top of me and bear hugging all at once.

"Boys, can't breathe." I gasped.

"Thank god you're here." Brayden said, his blue eyes dancing as he pulled me back in for another hug.

I laughed, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Thanks Brayden."

Next was Adam, the same plea that Brayden had said only more serious with his brows furrowing.

"S'all good." I said, pecking his cheek.

"I am here to." Luke whined, his arms wrapping around my waist.

"Sorry, your brother was more important." I teased.

His hands climbed to my ribs, tickling me and then holding me still. His blue eyes changing from ice to steel, and his lips holding the same teasing grin. My breath caught in my throat and I ducked my head, suddenly self conscious.

"Come on, I'm exhausted." Brayden said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

"You're gonna pull my arm out of its socket." I said.

He turned and laughed over his shoulder.

"Hop on." He said.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Mhm."

"Ok you're my favourite." I laughed, lightly hoping on and kissing his cheek.

"Two year old." Adam said.

"Five actually, god Adam get it right." I

teased.

"I'm so sorry." He replied.

--

I tossed my bag on the floor and grabbed my pajamas, not bothering to hide I just pulled the oversized shirt vet my head and then the shorts over my legs.

I quickly brushed my hair and teeth, tossing my hair into a ponytail, turning my headphones down and walking bak into the room.

I claimed the bed closest to the window, laying across it and tossing my legs over the side accidentally kicking Adam.

"Oops." I laughed.

"Go to sleep crazy." He replied.

I crawled under the covers, pulling the pillow under my head and the covers to my chin.

"Night." I murmured.

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DON'T KEEP ME WAITING THIS NIGHT IS FADING!

My phone sang from beside my head and I jumped out of bed, disoriented and waking up a peacefully sleeping Adam.

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to wake you." I mumbled.

"You kicked me." He replied sleepily.

"Sorry." I replied.

"Holy shit Nat, shut up." Brayden groaned.

I whacked him with a pillow before brushing my teeth and pulling out laptop, sitting cross legged on the bed.

"Whatchu doing?" Luke mumbled.

"Telling my friend to ship my hockey gear here." I replied.

FaceTime popped up and I clicked it, James and Tanya appearing on the screen.

"Boom! I win! I told you she would put a shirt on before answering." Tanya jumped up on her side of the screen.

"Dumbass did you not get my text?" James asked.

"I was already wearing a shirt dumbass." I replied.

"How's Philly?" Tanya asked.

"S'alright. I've met some people." I nodded.

"Someone to take my place?" Both said at the same time.

"Cool people." I assured them.

"If I was near you right now I'd smack you." Tanya threatened.

"Can you take your shirt off, I just want to be right for once." James groaned.

"No, too many people." I said.

"Since when do you care?"

"Since, yeah no I don't even know." I said, sticking out my tongue. "I just don't want to make you feel bad infront of your girlfriend."

"Pshh, my abs are amazing ok?" He laughed.

"Where are you?"

"Hotel, apparently being friends with hockey players I'm required to travel."

"Ugh, they smell so bad." Tanya groaned.

"Hey!" The three guys defended.

"Who is that?" She asked.

"Schenners and Hall." I told her.

Her mouth dropped and I turned the camera, they waved then I spun it back.

"You have some explaining to do." She said. "For now I have work to get ready for."

"Have fun."

"Shut up."

I closed the lap top and flung myself backwards, putting a pillow over my face. I could feel my shirt being pulled.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I was curious." Hall said.

"No touching." I said, smacking his hand away.

"Not fair." He crossed his arms.

"Go cry to your mom." I offered, getting up and reaching for my bag.