Avalanche Territory (NHL Gabe Landeskog)

Chapter 11: Sexy

The sun shone through the window and I crept out of bed, brushing my teeth and running a brush through my bed head before re-taking my place beside Gabe.

"Where did you go?" He mumbled, both arms wrapping my body.

"To brush my teeth." I laughed.

He groaned, then tossed back the covers, his arm slipping through my hand.

"You're ditching me." I grumped.

"No, my bladder is gonna explode." He yawned.

I laughed and pulled a pillow under my head, my fingers running patterns over the sheets before I felt Gabe's weight on the bed again. His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me into his chest, one hand moving up my bare stomach as his lips brushed my neck.

"Morning." He mumbled, his voice rattling in his chest.

"Morning Gabe." I whispered, pulling his hand in front of me to trace his palm.

"You were talking in your sleep." He laughed lightly, his lips moving to my shoulder. "I think you're pretty cute too."

I shook my head, "My sleep talking never gets me any where good." I laughed.

Gabe smiled, and I turned to face him searching his face for some type of resentment for what I had, or hadn't said.

"So how much trouble am I in?" I asked, brushing a thumb across a broad cheekbone.

"None, but it's a good thing Ranger is a dog or else I'd be worried." He smirked, his lips pressing against mine. "But I might have to get rid of the dog to keep you to myself."

I shook my head, moving so I placed myself on his waist, Gabe's hands sliding down my legs.

"Do not get rid of my baby." I scolded, tilting my head. "That would be torture."

Gabe laughed, tugging at the tips of my hair as I leaned forward.

"No, what's torture is how gorgeous you look even sleepy eyed and wrinkled." He mumbled, pulling at my shirt.

"Smooth talker." I smirked, his lips meeting mine again.

"Is it working?" He teased, a thumb dipping into the waist band of my shorts.

I laughed, tilting his chin up and raising a brow.

"I dunno, is my failing attempts at being seductive working?" I laughed.

Gabe pulled at the end of my shirt, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

"Babe." He stated.

"Take a shower with me?" I asked innocently, raising a brow before slipping off the bed.

I practically heard him gulp before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into his chest, his hot breath on my ear.

"We have practise in an hour." He breathed.

"And I don't plan on going." I smirked, unwrapping one of his arms as I walked backwards, his hand slipping from mine as I pulled my shirt over my head.

Gabe POV

Raiyne's tan toned stomach stretched as her arms pulled her shirt over her head, allowing the material to drop to the floor, her black bra the only thing besides the boy shorts on her body.

"Raiyne." I whispered, standing and walking over to her. "Babe, we have to go."

Something flashed in her eyes, some type of disappointment as she pulled away.