[TYLER'S POV]
Savannah was nervous. She was nervous all week. Her nerves were constantly on edge, and she was quieter than usual. I would catch her looking out of the window in her living room listlessly, her eyebrows furrowed and her head cocked to the side.
She was also more touchy than usual. When we watched TV together, she would lay her head on my shoulder, or lay her legs over mine. An arousing look would also come along every once in a while when she touched me, which thankfully allows me to say this:
I fucked Savannah every chance she gave me- which was surprisingly, pretty often. She was crazy in bed. And when I say crazy- I mean insane. She was a complete control freak. I knew that by the way she freaked out on her parents for forgetting to pick up something at the market, or when she would ask me in depth questions about a conversation I had with them. But in bed? She constantly had her hands on me; whether they were around my neck demanding me to say that I was hers, or gripping my dick and guiding it where she wanted it.
I loved it honestly. Like I said before, there was really no one like her. And for her to take that even farther into the bedroom was not only a blessing, but proof that she's the one that I've been looking for. It was a total attitude change from the living room to her room, and I fucking cherished every moment of it.
Sav's parents were nothing like her. Her mom Erin was way younger then I thought she would be, and her dad Alex was just as young. He wasn't the typical over protective father who warned the boyfriend about having a .45 in his basement. Alex was the cool dad- the one who drunk beer, and didn't care if his kids cursed around him. He also recognized me as the Stars center. When I told him how I met his goddess of a daughter, he couldn't stop laughing.
"How can I be mad? It's only right that puck hit her in that huge forehead of hers. She didn't get the fivehead from me of course, she obviously got it from that woman over there." He pointed at Erin who was scrolling on her phone. She shook her head and called Alex a "jackass" who by this point, was in tears laughing. Sav looked at me amongst the hilarity with her typical glare.
She made them out to be the embarrassing parents that didn't know how to shut their mouths when they met their friend. They were anything but. Erin surprised me with a pair of tickets to a baseball game for Thursday night, and told me to take Sav. They were for the Phillies- which were located in Pennsylvania. I didn't completely understand how we would get there, since we were in fact in New Jersey.
Sav told me that it was in Philadelphia, which was just over the bridge. It was only around 30 minutes away and she also told me that plenty of people in Jersey usually cheered for Philadelphia sports since they were so close. Sav offered to drive since I didn't necessarily know where I was going, and she also didn't feel like "yelling directions out at me and giving herself a headache."
She looked hot when she drove. I never seen her drive because of her concussion, and I didn't trust her enough with my cars. It was a huge mistake not letting her take one of them out for a spin because goodness, she looked so fucking good.
We spent most of the game chirping each other, which was nothing new. Sav was pretty protective of me- she held my hand every time we got up for something to eat, and would sometimes wrap her arm through mine. There really wasn't a bunch of attractive girls around, so I didn't see the need for it. Even if there was, they couldn't compare to Sav.
She told me how back in high school, her and her friends would put their money together to buy tickets to these games, and drive over on here Friday nights. Nostalgia was visible in those green eyes of hers as she elaborated on the stories that she held in her heart. It was beautiful, listening to that charming voice of hers fluctuate with the emotions of each outcome that she spoke so smoothly.
Sav couldn't keep her hands off of me, in spite of the other women around us and out of her pure attraction. She kissed me occasionally, making sure not to delve into complete PDA since we were in public. In the car though, it was something different- the war of dominance began again.
Sav yanked my head towards her and kissed me desperately. We made out for at least a good 10 minutes until a car next to us honked a horn. That's when we realized that our windows weren't as tinted as we thought they were.
We had sex that night. Good old hot, slutty, sex. I owned Sav that night too, despite me being her bitch the past couple of days. She usually rode me until we were both finished, but that night I fucked her senseless, just like I've been wanting to since I first met her. Her parents were out on a date that night, so we had the house to ourselves which made it even better.
I fucked her on the living room couch first, since we were so horny. Then we moved to her room, and fucked in every position I thought of (excluding her riding me, of course). She looked so beautiful when her face was twisted in pleasure, and the fact that I was giving her that pleasure made me even more elated.
I smacked her ass and left hickies everywhere I could. Her neck and collarbone was covered in discolored bruises, and her ass was flaming red. I made sure to mark her up as much a I could, especially since we were going to be around her high school friends, and especially that Ryan kid the next day. She was worn out afterwards, but I cuddled her after she regained a bit of strength.
I truly loved Savannah. As each day passed, I really wondered what my life would be like without her. What would I be doing now? Fucking some slut at a club that sucked me off, just so she could say that she did it? Taking shots with people who wanted to, just to say they did it with me?
Everyone wanted me because of my reputation. They wanted to take pictures with me, take shots and get drunk and what not because I was some ""attractive hockey player"". There's more to me than the reputation that I worked so hard to achieve, and when Sav saw past it, it meant the world to me.
Sav seemed a bit hard to get to know at first, which lured me in even more. Every chance I had to talk to her, I pounced at it. Getting her stuff out of her dorm? Ed didn't really want me prying around into her information, but I begged him. He knew how I felt about her, so he gave me the go ahead, thankfully.
Every time I made a move on Sav when I first met her, I regretted it instantly. I needed her, and I wanted to know her a lot faster than she was opening up to me. She was so alluring and captivating, so how the fuck did I find it right to fuck some a girl other than her? Maybe it was because I wasn't used to a girl not wanting to ride me as soon as I spoke two words to her. Maybe it was because I was shitfaced drunk, and I was using my dick as my eyesight. Or maybe I was just a complete douche.
Nonetheless, I couldn't stress it enough- I loved Sav. I adored her, I admired her, I was obsessed with her. But most of all?
I really think I wanted to marry her.
Yes, I'm 23 and still have a bachelor life-like paradise ahead of me for a while. But what's the point of holding on to it when I'm so deeply involved with Savannah? What's the point if she was so head over heels for me? What's the point if we were so head over heels for each other?
I talked to her Dad about it while she got ready for the baseball game. He stared at me and gave me a solemn face.
"You know once you slide a ring on that girl's finger, you can't give her back. She's yours forever." Alex said in a low voice.
I gave him a slight smile. "Not to be sarcastic sir, but um, that's kind of what I wanted."
He took a long gulp of his beer for obvious reasons, before responding. "This is Savannah, we're talking about. You sure you want to live the rest of your life with her?"
"Not to be sarcastic again sir, but she's already living with me."
A loud bellowing laugh escaped from his throat as he sat his beer down. I smiled sheepishly, laughing along. "You don't even know what I'm laughing at kid, why 'ya laughing with me?" Alex's laugh stopped suddenly which caught me off guard.
"I, I.. Uh, I don't know." My face started burning as he watched me shift uncomfortably.
Another laugh left his throat, this one more genuine than the last. He slammed his hands on my shoulders, causing me to jump. "I'm jokin' with 'ya kid. If you feel that it's right, then go for it. I like you, better than that kid she brought home in high school. And I can tell she feels the same, so how can I deny you kids from each other?" A passionate smile appeared on his youthful face as he looked away.
"Thanks sir, I really appreciate it. She means a lot to me." I sounded like a complete ham, but I couldn't help it.
Alex shrugged and threw his beer can out. "She's a beautiful girl. I still ask Erin to this day how we managed to craft someone as beautiful as her and her sister. It's truly a blessing."
"Honey, did you call me?" Erin shouted from the living room.
"No!"
"Huh?"
"I said NO! Maybe you should clean out those crusty ears of yours." Alex shouted back with a chuckle. "That's going to be you two, in a couple of years."
Erin trotted into the kitchen and gave Alex a deathly stare. "What the hell did you say?" She glanced at me before returning to her husband. "And what the hell are you buddying up with him for? He's a young man, he doesn't want to be tied up listening to your conversations about how your college dorm life went. Let him watch his girlfriend get ready." Erin gave me a reassuring smile.
"Actually honey," Alex looked at me with his eyebrows raised. "He just asked me for his girlfriend's hand in marriage."
Erin's mouth dropped open as she whipped her head towards me. "No you did not."
I shrugged. "I mean, I wouldn't necessarily call it 'asking for her hand in marriage'. I don't even have a ring for her yet. It was just a thought that I'm ready to think about, and I kinda want her in my life. For a while."
Erin wiped a tear away and hugged me. "Take her. She needs someone like you in her life." She rubbed my back before pulling away. "Oh jeez, he has me crying."
"Didn't you just hear the kid? He doesn't even have a ring yet, calm down Erin." Alex gave her a cynical look.
She hit his arm, causing him to wince. "Shut the fuck up Alex. It's still a very important time in our life, as it is for our daughter." Erin turned to me with big eyes. "You let us know as soon as you get that ring, okay?"
I nodded. "Will do, Erin."
Alex rolled his eyes, reminding me of Sav. "Now it's all about keeping her mouth shut." He mumbled to me.
Sav's parents continued to bicker, something that was extremely entertaining to watch. When she came downstairs in her high waisted denim shorts and her tight fitting crop top underneath a flannel, I couldn't help but give her a grin. She rolled her eyes when I winked at her, and walked into the kitchen to say goodbye to her parents.
"We're leaving." She said as she grabbed the keys on counter.
"What the hell is that?" Alex pointed at her cropped tee with a disgusted face.
Erin interrupted to defend Sav before she could herself. "Leave the girl alone Alex, she's a grown woman." She put a hand on Sav's shoulder and smiled. "You look great. And, you know," Erin made a weird motion with her head with a mischievous grin on her face. "Worthy."
Sav cringed as he mom smiled. "Yeah, I'm out of here. I'll see you guys later." She trotted towards me, exhaling with wide eyes. "They're insane."
"I like 'em." I said as I got the door for her.
"Trust me, I know you do."
The witty remarks didn't faze me as much as they used too. They turned me on more than anything. In response I gave her ass a good grip as we headed outside. She whined out for me to stop, a natural reflex she had that never failed to make me smile.
The drive there, I pondered every aspect of Savannah. Her mental abilities, her physical body (that was capable of a lot more that I thought it was), and so much more. Then I decided, I really did want to marry her. Spending the rest of my life with this girl would be the best decision I made. Maybe it was the elaborate thinking that helped me come to the conclusion, or it was the sunset that was just as beautiful as my Fiancé to be.