Chapter 15: The Morning After

I awoke from a glorious sleep and found a small brunette girl curled round me. Please, please be Megan. She shifted and look over at me.Definitely not Megan.

''Hey,'' I began, knowing I wanted her out of my house as soon a possible.

''Hi, last night was fun, huh?'' She started talking rapidly. Ohh shit, whats her name? I could vaguely remember last night. The event with Taylor and Megan was crystal clear, the image of Megan leaving with that guy was even more stamped into my brain but after that - nothing. Ohh well, it's not the first time.

''Mhmm, yeah. He listen I have practice in like a half hour so could you like, ehh get going?'' I tried to make it sound as nice as possible but I honestly didn't care what it sounded like. So maybe I didn't have practice either but one little white lie couldn't hurt.

''Sure, I was just glad for one night,'' She smiled and gathered up her stuff. Shaking her ass as she walked through my bedroom door. What a little whore.

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Okay, okay. Do I call? No, too girlish. If I don't call then she'll assume I'm not interesting which of course I definitely still am. It was early afternoon and I was sitting at my kitchen table, debating my options.Fuck it, let's do this.

''Hey. . . .Megan,'' Ohh, she actually picked up. Shit, Shit, Shit! I really want to hang up right now. Come on Jordy, pull yourself together, man.

''Ohh, hey Jordan what's up?'' She replied.

''Nothing, you?'' Okay, so now you sound retarded because you spoke so slowly.

''Umm, just hoping in the shower.'' Water. Naked. Megan. Too good to be true.

''Ohh cool well, I guess I'll talk to you later then-''

''Wait! You don't happen to know any of numbers for the Blackhawks... do you?'' Stay calm Jordy.

''Why?'' Cool, Calm and Very Smooth.

''Well see..'' She started off. ''The guy I brought back to my place last night, it's Kris Versteeg and, he's out cold so ... I need someone to come get him,'' Ohh my God.

''Wear him out last night?'' I could feel my anger boiling over and I just spat my words out at her. I was jealous beyond belief.

''Whats your problem? I didn't do anything wrong Jordan!'' Now it was her turn to get mad.''And for your information, no! I didn't sleep with him last night; not that it would be any of your business if I did!'' Jumping to conclusions again Jordy. Tut, tut.

''Oh. Well. I-.Shit, I'll be right there.'' I knew exactly who to call. Duncan Keith. Him and Versteeg's little bromance always amused me. I'm cracking up just thinking about some of the shit they get up too.

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I had Duncan follow me as I drove straight over to the only house I knew Megan stayed at. I had dropped her off here sometime after a game or whatever. I saw her coming a mile off. Her black hair shimmering in the sun. She wasn't wearing very much either. Just how I liked her.

''Thanks alot for doing this. . . '' She started off saying as she walked towards us.

''No problem, this is Duncan Keith, by the way.'' I saw her glance at Duncan standing beside me. ''They have this bromance thing going on. . . don't ask,'' She began to laugh, I started to smile, I liked the way she smiled when she laughed.

Keith managed to grab Versteeg and haul him out into the back of an SUV he had loaned. I thank him and sayed I would repay him with a beer sometime. Duncan was a nice guy, a bit of a light weight but a nice guy all the same. I sat down on the couch and watched Megan clean up after Kris.

''So you didn't. . .'' How was I going to ask this?

''What?''

''I didn't actually. . what?'' She repeated again.

''Sleep with him.'' I eventually manage to get the words to pass my lips. It felt... well . . strange.

She sat down next to me. My temperature immediately rose. ''Yeah well, I'm just full of surprises like that.'' I laughed and place my arm strategically on the couch. We just sat, relaxed but my brain couldn't focus. All I could think about was what could be under those clothes. I had to find out.

''Megan. . '' I said as softly as possible. She turned around and I placed my lips on hers. I could feel the heat between both our bodies, we had chemistry. She grab my hair. In one foul swoop I pulled her on top of me. God, this was great. I wanted to feel more, the kiss intesified, getting deeper.

''Shit!'' She screamed. Not again. I internally groaned.

''What?'' I couldn't help but let my frustration out.

''Monday, it's Monday! I'm supposed to be at work. . .dammit!'' She started undressing and putting on her work clothes. I couldn't tear my eyes away. Damn, she was sexy in her mechanic outfit. ''Sorry, Jordan...'' She looked at me and I'm pretty sure I saw what looked like lust in her eyes. ''God, I'm so sorry.'' She left the house running by the pool, I followed knowing I had to say something to get her to come see me. ''Call me later?'' She said hurriedly.

''Wanna hang out Tuesday?'' I swear it was the first thing that came to mind. She nodded and I felt a smile spread across my face.

Hmm, I wonder if Crosby's found my little present yet?