Tricks Of The Game

Chapter 32

*Brianna's POV*

The trip to Winnipeg has fun, yet tiring, especially being 3 months pregnant with twins. I woke up to the smell of waffles and turkey bacon being cooked, which made me happy. I sat up in bed, stretched and rubbed my swollen stomach. I swear, this bump gets bigger everyday. I slowly stand, not wanting to chance falling backwards. I walk into my bathroom, brush my hair and teeth, and throw my lightweight robe on. I slowly walk down the stairs, making my way towards the kitchen, but not before I saw Evelyn drawing pictures. I look at the picture she's attempted to draw. It's Brandon, holding my hand, and my baby bump, and her holding my hand. I smile and get down on her level and kiss her cheek.

"It's beautiful babygirl. Let's go show daddy." She nods, and grabs my hand. We walk into the kitchen where a shirtless Brandon is turning off the stove.

"Daddy, look at the picture I drew!" She hands the picture to Brandon.

"Wow, that's amazing babygirl! Let's put it on the fridge." Evelyn grabs a neon orange magnet, and hangs the picture on the fridge.

"Hey, I invited the team over for a little party tonight. It's going to be sort've like a housewarming party. I told them to be here around 6:30 and we'll eat at 7:15. I've already gone to the store and picked up burger and hotdogs, so we can do whatever around the house before then. Sound good?" I nod, and lightly kiss him.

"Why don't you go put a shirt on?" I giggle.

"What? Are you serious? You're never complain about me being shirtless!"

I laugh, "Yes, but our daughter is in the room. If she wasn't, it would be different. And you know I would never complain about you being shirtless." He wraps his arms around my waist.

"What do you like about my body, beside my 6 pack?"

I thought for a moment, "Well, for one, your biceps, of course, shows your strength. And your back muscles, the way they flex when you move, perfection."

He smirked, "Well, I love your legs, always so soft. Oh, and this baby bump, it's holding my beautiful creations." I giggled, and kissed him. I pushed him towards the stairs and made myself a plate. There wasn't much to clean, I mean the kitchen, but that's nothing.

~time skip to the party~

It's 6:15 and I've been cleaning all day. I got into the shower, only to wash my body off. I got out, 6:20. I decide to slip on a pair of black pregnancy jeggings, a blue sheer tank

top with a sequin design on the chest area, my black cardigan, which I left unbuttoned, and a pair of black flats. I hear the door bell, it's showtime. I walk downstairs to see Brandon Saad, Andrew Shaw, Corey Crawford, Antti Raanta, and Ben Smith standing in the living room.

"Hey, there's our sexy player analyst," Andrew said.

"Dude, seriously, she's mine, back off." Brandon wrapped a protective arm around my waist.

"Hey, I've been saying that since she started working with us. Don't you remember that one day in the locker room with Jon and I started talking about her ass?"

~Flashback in Jonathan's POV~

I looked at her text, "Someone bring up a random topic, please!!"

I laughed, Someone had replied, "Can we talk about what an amazing ass you have???" It was from Shawzer, I glared at him.

"Yeah, Palace Grill at 12:30 sounds good." Sharpie blurted out. "But seriously, as serious as Tazer, your ass is amazing. Every girl should have your ass." Shawzer was gonna die. I heard laughter, she was laughing.

"Sorry Shawzer, but this ass isn't for sale. It's someone's property." The whole team was laughing, at me. I looked in the mirror, I was red, actually a deep red.

"Tazer, you ok?" Sid was looking towards me.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"No he's not, he's now realizing that ass is his. He's one lucky son of a bitch!" Shawzer spoke up.

~End Flashback~

"Ah, the good ol' days. Man, that was what, 4 years ago?"

"How did you remember that?"

Andrew gave me a mischivious grin, "Oh honey, you don't even want to know. I remember a lot from back then!!!" I just shook my head.

~Time skip~

It's now 7:20 and everyone has arrived and eating. The doorbell rang.

"Babe, I'll get it."

I got up and opened the door. Standing there was Jonathan and Lindsey.

"What do you two want? Last time I checked, you weren't invited Jonathan and neither was your slutty play toy. Leave now, because you DON'T want to mess with a pregnant woman."

Jon handed me a bag, "Congrats on the new home and family. You can open that after you've had the babies. Don't want you drinking while you're pregnant."

With that, they turned around and left. I shut the door, and tried to compose myself. I opened my eyes, seeing the one guy I haven't seen since Evelyn was born. Curtis.

"I didn't know you were here. I thought you were working for the Blues."

He cleared his throat, "I was, but I missed Chicago and I wasn't treated the greatest while in St. Louis. So, Joel offered me my job back. I want to put everything that happened between us in high school and afterwards behind us and start fresh. Please, I want my best friend back."

I couldn't believe this, after all these years, the only reason he left was because he couldn't be around me because of our problems from high school. I mean, he was my high school sweetheart, and then one little bump in the road strained our friendship, and he couldn't let it go.

"Curtis, I'm willing to try, only if you are."

His face lit up, "I will prove that I can still be the humorous Curtis you became friends with Sophomore year." I hugged him, and we walked back towards the living room. I set the bag down. After a few more hours of talking, everyone had left, and boy, was I tired. I went upstairs, changed into a pair of shorts and one of Brandon's t-shirts, laid down, and fell into a deep sleep.