Avalanche Territory (NHL Gabe Landeskog)

Chapter 22: Demanding

I could hear the shower turn on in the bathroom attached to the bedroom as I turned on the tv and grabbed my phone.

I had been MIA from social media slightly and had recently gotten back into the swing of it as I flipped through Twitter. The blue notification number at the bottom of the screen caught my attention as I clicked it.

@matt9duchene:

date me @raiynespears14

I laughed slightly and smirked as I typed.

@raiynespears14:

@matt9duchene marry me. #donttellgabe

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Gabe slid his phone towards me across the table as I spooned cereal into my mouth, raising a brow.

"You're marrying Matt?" He asked, his tone some where between overly serious and teasing.

"Oh yeah, tonight. Forgot to tell you." I smirked sarcastically, shaking my head and wiping milk from my chin.

"Thought you were already married." Gabe shrugged.

"To who? That weird Swedish guy?" I laughed and Gabe's eyes flashed.

I enjoyed picking on Gabe, he would get flustered quick and his cheeks would turn pink as his brows creased. It was entertaining in a very adorable way, just like now as he stood and shook his head, turning for the stairs as his feet landed heavily on the wood floor.

"Oh come on babe." I laughed, wrapping my arms around his waist and putting my forehead between his shoulder blades. "I love you."

He stopped in the hall and groaned as his shoulders sagged, I lightly trailed my fingertips from the top of his waistband to his belly button until his hand squeezed mine and he stepped away.

"I need to go to the mall, you coming?" He asked, clearly defeated.

I waved both my hands towards the stairs and followed him up and turning on my iPod as I entered our room. The music instantly flowed and I flopped onto my back on the bed.

"You're supposed to be getting dressed." Gabe laughed, as I heard his belt click into place and the drawer open as he looked for a shirt.

"So much work to get undressed." I sighed, then heard him chuckle and could tell he was shaking his head.

I was pulled off the bed and smothered into Gabriel's chest before he pressed his lips to my forehead, turning me to the closet and kicking my butt as he pushed me.

"Get ready lazy ass." He stated.

"Yes sir." I muttered.

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Gabe POV

Raiyne leaned in the doorway of the bathroom, her white washed jeans ripped, black combat boots untied, the Colorado Avalanche old school laced sweater clung to her upper body and her hair was left in messy curls. Her blue eyes were shockingly traced with black and she raised an eyebrow.

"What did I forget?" She asked, checking over her outfit in the mirror that hung off the back of the door.

I shook my head and motioned for her to come closer, reluctantly she did, giving me a funny look along with her hesitant steps.

"Good get over here." I stated and the normal heart stopping smile appeared.

"And if I don't?" Raiyne challenged.

I crossed my arms and mimicked her raised brow, "If you don't I'll leave without you." I informed her, shrugging as I walked around her into the hall.