chapter three.

It was June now. The London Knights were in the finals for the playoffs, tonight was game 6. They had to win this game or it with go to a game seven back in London.

"You don't have to come you know? It's quite a ways to be travelling" Pat said standing at my bed room door.

"I know, but I want to. This game means a lot to you." I said zipping up my suite case.

"What about school?"

"What about it?" I laughed, "Pat, it's only a few days of school I'll be missing. Exams haven't even started yet." Pat moved closer to me. He pressed his lips against mine, then threw me on to the bed. He crawled on top of me, and continued to kiss me. We made out for a good 5 minutes before he started to undo my pants.

"Save it for the sketchy hotel room" I said sliding out from underneath him.

"Kinky" He winked. Then he grabbed my bag, threw it in the back seat of my F150, then met me at the drivers door.

"I'll see you there, coach is giving us a room to ourselves."

"Seriously" A smiled beamed across my face.

"Yeah, surprising eh" He laughed, then pulled in for another kiss, "I'll see you there, drive safe and try to follow the bus" With that Pat sped off back to the arena and I climbed into my truck. I took a deep breath before following him to the arena. We had 10 hours of driving to Plymouth for the game, I was not exited but if it meant being with Pat I would do anything.

We finally arrived to the hotel in Plymouth, I was so tired I could barley see straight. Pat met me in the room. Ironically it wasn't sketchy at all... It was the Hilton Hotel. I threw on my pj's and climbed into bed beside Pat. He wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled a bit closer. He kissed my forehead and before I knew it we were fast asleep in each others arms.