A/N: Sorry for the wait everyone but it's finally here. The sequel to 'Puck Me' has officially begun. If you're just coming by for the first time, you should go read 'Puck Me' first and then you can continue with this one. Let me know what everyone thinks of chapter one and if I should keep going.
Chloe's POV
Beca and I have come a long way from college. She went from college hockey to being a prospect for the New York Rangers (her favorite team in the world), to getting to play for them and I'm extremely proud of my woman. Although being a NHL soon-to-be-hockey-wife is awesome it does have its downsides.
Beca is almost always gone at practice or a game, we travel a lot more and there are more girls ogling over her, don't they know she's spoken for? I thought the fame was bad in college but in the NHL its worse. I mean, I've been handling it for years so I think I'm use to it for now but still, some things bother me. We now reside in New York to make it easier for everything and I absolutely love New York so I have no problems with our location.
Today is our seventh year anniversary, well one of our anniversaries. Beca likes to celebrate every little thing in our relationship because she's sappy and romantic and I secretly love it. She doesn't show it much in front of the guys but when she's just with me, I have her wrapped around my finger. She also likes to have an excuse to buy me gifts, expensive one's.
On my birthday, she bought me a car, a real nice car with a sunroof and heated seats and that camera that shows you where your backing up because let's face it, I'm a horrible driver. I was nervous to have a new car because I'm so use to driving my other one and I was scared I would scratch or dent this one and Beca would be mad at me. Even though I don't really think she would because every time I cry for no matter what reason she is always there to hug and console me. Like I said, wrapped around my finger.
Anyway, we celebrate our anniversary on the day we had our "First Official Date" and Beca seems to think our first official date was the first time we had sex. I disagree since we hardly knew each other apart from how well we fit together in bed. I prefer the month after when I wasn't thinking with my vagina.
I still debate that one time she locked me in the conference room at work and forced me to have coffee with her our first real date. I'm ready t go with the night she took me out for dinner and we ended up back at hers banging like bunnies, which is what were celebrating tonight.
Unfortunately, we might not get to fuck like it's the first time because Beca is on a bus right now on the way back to New York after a series of away games. She's been gone for almost two weeks and I miss her like crazy. There was a snowstorm making its way through last time I checked with her and they're stuck at some rest stop which means she probably wont even be home tonight, the thought is disappointing I just hope she's okay.
If the snow doesn't slow down she might have to stay at hotel for the night with the team and its already four o'clock. If that's the case, we might be able to have phone sex but that depends on how many people are around her. Its still nothing compared to the real life thing but sometimes you have to settle with what you can get. Basically, this anniversary sucks already.
Even if she does make it home in time, she's bound to be exhausted which puts a damper on tonight's plans. Not that she wont be up for it, she is always up for sex with me but she probably wont be on her A game. She usually shoots for giving me more than one orgasm but she might just settle for one and done.
While I'm at work, Aubrey comes in telling me I have a delivery. I'm not surprised since Beca always likes to send me things at work. I go to the lobby and its seven bouquets of flowers, all red white and blue (rangers colors) and a note card peeking out of the top. I tell the delivery men to put the flowers in my office so its not blocking the lobby and so I stop all these stares people are giving me. Can't a woman get her girl flowers on their anniversary without the stares, damn!
When I'm back in my office I try and find places for the flowers throughout the room but its so damn small and so many flowers. In the end, I have a cluttered office but I don't care, my heart melts at how much Beca thinks about me. I take the note card from one the bouquets and start reading.
Chloe,
Seven years ago we met and you changed my life. You agreed to go out for coffee with me and then agreed to go out on a real date. I've never met anyone worth my time but you. You turned my world upside down in the best way.
You're so beautiful, amazing, encouraging, humble, silly, inappropriate, crazy, hot and funny. I love every inch of you and I will never stop. You are my miracle, motivation and forever love. I go into every game thinking of you and fighting for you. Every win is dedicated to you and I will never stop striving to make you proud.
You made me who I am today and I thank you for everything you have ever done for me. I'm the luckiest woman in the world and I know everyone says that but no, I am truly the luckiest, fuck everyone else. My fiancé is the greatest gift to earth and she's all mine. I'll love you always and sometimes I think I love you more than you love me but that's okay because I know you love me just as much.
I could go on and on here about how much I love you and how you make me feel but I'll save the rest of my words for tonight. I love you so much, even when you flinch in your sleep and slap me across the face (you need to work on that ;)
I love you (for the nine thousandth time)
-Beca
P.s. I love you (I don't know if I mentioned that yet)
;)
And I'm in tears. That is the most beautiful heartfelt note I have received yet from her and I've received MANY notes over the years. She's so silly and stupid but she's also so smart and loving. If anything, I'm the lucky one. I have a hot, sexy professional hockey player as a fiancé, how am I not winning at life?
I'm tempted to look this up on google to see if she just copied this from somewhere and 'Becafied' it to her liking but then again, Beca was an English major in college so I know this is all her doing. It just makes me want her to get home as soon as possible tonight. She deserves the best and I want to give that to her.
I turn around and Aubrey id sniffing all the flowers.
"C'mon, we gotta take a selfie with the flowers to send to Beca." She says, getting her phone out from her back pocket.
We get together and take a nice selfie with the flowers, then we get a little crazy and start doing weird poses with the flowers. At one point I stuff some of the flowers down my shirt and in between my boobs for a little cleavage shot to send to Beca showing her I got the flowers and what she'll be looking forward to tonight if she gets to come home.
Of course at that moment my boss decides to walk in to my office interrupting our little party. I rip the flowers out from my cleavage hoping he didn't notice but I know he has and my face can't get any redder.
"Miss. Posen," he nods looking from Aubrey to me. "Miss. Beale"
he crosses his arms over his chest, his face giving nothing away.
"You two look like your hard at work."
Aaaaaand were in so much trouble.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Jarvis, Beca sent me these for our anniversary and I was just sending her a picture showing her I received them because she worries if they don't get to me."
Now that I have explained myself, he knows what kind of picture Beca was getting and I'm even more embarrassed if possible.
"I'm not sure I wanted an explanation, Chloe, I'd like to see you in my office."
shit.
"Now?"
"Yes, now." He fires back.
My stomach drops and I stand to smooth my dress shirt back out, shooting Aubrey a look of panicked terror. She mouths 'sorry' at me but its not her fault. I would have done something equally as stupid with or without her, doing stupid things is my forte.
At this point, walking down to Mr. Jarvis's office, I just wonder about Beca and how she's doing or if she'll ever make it home tonight, because I have a feeling I'm about to get canned.
Happy Anniversary to us.
A/N: Shorter chapter for the first, let me know what you think and if you want me to continue. Also, you guys can give me things you might like to see happen in this sequel, I can't promise anything but I'm always up for reading your thought's and input.
You guys rock, thanks for sticking with me :)