I put my jersey over my head and tugged it down my body. I caught a glimpse of it in the mirror and smiled to myself. Usually when I attended oilers games, I would be sporting number 97 on my back. Tonight was different. I saw the 29 as I turned to get a better look and my smile widened.
Connor was a friend...a very, very good friend. We had spent the better part of the last year in each other's beds on a friends with benefits deal. We had made the rules very clear to each other and Connor had two major rules for the entire situation. One rule was we kept it between us, no one had to know our business and the first and most important rule...no falling for each other.
The deal seemed like an ideal situation except these past few months I've been conflicted. I had been hanging out with Leon every so often and what had started out as completely friendly was turning into a high level of attraction on both sides.
Every time I would think it was time to tell Connor I was done with our deal his hands would be on me, then my lips would be on him and before I knew what was happening I threw the idea out the window.
Wearing Leon's jersey to the game tonight was mostly for two reasons, to show Leon my interest and support and to get a rise out of Connor. As I made my way to the glass with a few friends of mine the excitement that I always felt before every game I attended started to rush through me and when the Oilers stepped on the ice, it completely took over me.
Leon instantly made his way to me with a smile. He motioned to his jersey to signify he liked my jersey. I made the shape of a heart on the glass with my pointer finger causing his smile to widen. He skated back away from the glass while blowing a kiss. I did the cliche pretend to catch it and put it in my pocket as I spotted Conor skating past behind Leon with a scowl on his face.
I don't know why but my stomach felt uneasy just seeing the look on Connor's face. Leon threw one last smile before completely skating away to start warmups. Connor kept throwing dirty glances our way which caught the attention of most of the people around us.
"What did you do to him?" One of my friends giggled.
"Nothing, I don't know what his problem is" I breathed trying to focus on the game that was about to start.
The Oilers won. Everyone was in high spirits, everyone except Connor it seemed. I shrugged it off and headed home after saying long goodbyes to my friends in the parking lot.
I threw my keys on the table by the front door and went to grab a bottle of water. I searched my fridge for something to eat, I was starving. I found some fruit and laid it on the counter with my water as the doorbell rang. I rose an eyebrow in confusion, I wasn't expecting anyone.
I rushed to the door and looked through the peephole to see Leon. Smiling to myself I opened the door to be greeted with a smile and Leon handing out a single long stem red rose.
"Leon" I breathed taking the rose from his hand. "Thank you" I smiled up at him and he kissed my cheek gently.
"Is this a bad time?" He looked at me hopeful.
"Not at all please come in" I moved so he could step in.
"You had a great game" I smiled leaning against my kitchen counter setting the rose next to me.
"Well I had a beautiful girl wearing my jersey, I couldn't let her down" he smirked and settled in next to me.
"Do you want anything to drink or anything?" I asked as he stood next to me leaning against the counter.
"No thanks, I'm ok. I actually just came here to ask you something" he looked at me nervously.
"What's up? Everything ok?" I asked concerned.
"Yeah everything's great I just...I just wanted to know if maybe I could take you out next weekend? Dinner and a movie, you know like a date"
"I think I could pencil that into my very busy schedule of doing nothing" I giggled making his smile widen.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
"You wearing my jersey tonight was so incredibly hot" he laughed moving to stand closer to me.
"Maybe I need to wear it to all of your games then" I smiled as he reached over and pressed his lips to mine.
I rested my hands on his chest as he placed a hand on my cheek and deepened the kiss.
"I'll pick you up at seven on Friday?" He asked after he pulled away still mere inches from my face.
"Counting on it" I smiled as he pecked my lips once more.
"See you then, cutie" he smiled before moving to leave.
I walked him to the door and gave him a few quick kisses before shutting the door after him. I smiled to myself for a second before going back to the kitchen. I pulled myself up to sit on the kitchen counter and settled my focus back on my fruit, I had almost forgotten I was still starving. Not more than ten minutes later the doorbell rang again.
I instantly thought Leon had forgotten something and remembered how I hadn't locked the door after he left so I called out for him to come in. When I heard the door open and close I called out to them that I was in the kitchen.
I was shocked when not Leon walked in, but Connor.
"What are you doing here?" I asked surprised.
"You expecting someone else?" He rose an eyebrow at me.
"Well no, but I didn't expect you to stop by...especially considering how you were shooting me daggers all night" I stated not looking at him.
"Do you know how mean that was?" He smirked making his way to stand in front of me.
"How mean what was?" I swallowed hard.
"Wearing Draisaitl's jersey to the game instead of mine" his hands made his way to my hips and he pulled me across the counter so I was fully against him.
"What does it matter?" I asked seriously.
"I enjoy it when you wear my jersey" he ran his hands down my arms.
"You do?" I breathed. His face was so close to mine I could feel his warm breath on my skin.
"You know the only thing I enjoy about you wearing his jersey?" He kissed my neck lightly.
"What?" My voice was barely above a whisper.
"That I'm the one who gets to take it off of you" he smirked against the skin of my neck before running his hands under the jersey and pulling it over my head.
"Connor" I whispered as his lips went back to my neck.
"Yes baby?" He mumbled against my skin.
Baby? Since when does he call me baby? I pulled at the fabric of his shirt that covered his shoulders.
"Connor, I-" I started before he ran his hands up the bottom of my tank top. His hands landing on the skin of my lower back sent goosebumps all along my body. "I just, Connor-" I kept trying to get my words out but damn that man could be distracting.
I put my hands behind his neck and tugged at his hair to pull his head up to look at me. Looking into his eyes the only thing I could bring myself to do was pull him to me and crash my lips onto his.
The soft moan that escaped him made me want to pull him closer, that was until I caught sight of the rose on the counter near me.
"Connor" I pulled away and brought myself back to reality.
Connor had rules, I had rules. Us was never going to be a thing because of those rules. The rules never said we couldn't get involved with someone else. The rules were clear, no one knows and don't fall for each other everything else was fine.
Leon was sweet and caring. He wanted us to be a thing, an actual thing. No hiding, no keeping emotions out of it and no getting hurt. So why did I still want to be with Connor?
"Connor, Connor" I pulled away again. "I can't"
"What do you mean you can't? What's wrong babe?" He looked at me concerned as his hands fell to rest on my thighs.
"That. That's what's wrong. Since when do you call me 'babe' and 'baby'? Your rules Connor, no feelings. Those were your rules not mine, I can't do this anymore" I looked down.
"Look I'm sorry, I wont call you baby anymore" he chuckled lifting his hands in surrender.
"It's not that, its not that I don't want you to...it's that I want you to. I mean" I took a deep breath. "I can't be with you without getting to be with you anymore"
He hung his head. I knew this wouldn't be good.
"Don't do this to me" he said barely above a whisper.
"I'm sorry, but that's why I can't do this anymore"
"No Y/N" he said louder looking up at me " I just...I broke the rule" he said more quietly.
"What? No, I broke the rule?" I asked questioningly.
"I broke my own rules. I didn't mean to, it just kind of happened and now you saying this it just...it just makes it harder"
"I'm not following" I said lightly.
He reached over and kissed me gently before completely pulling away.
"Connor"
"I'm sorry" he said softly before heading for the door.
"What are you sorry for?"
"I broke my own rule...and I can't undo it. But I can't let it happen, it would ruin you" he said not turning around and continuing out the door.
I felt tears sting my eyes and it became difficult to swallow. Somehow in the midst of everything I managed to want him more than on the level we agreed upon, and what was worse was I didn't even know I was crossing that line.
Leon was always interested in a relationship that was more than just physical, but now it was possible that Connor was as well. I was confused and almost heartbroken as I sat staring at the rose from Leon on the counter.
Two amazing men, completely different situations. I knew I needed to see them both yet I sat in my kitchen alone and longing...and what made it worse was I wasn't even sure what I was longing for.
Maybe going out with Leon was a bad idea, but the way Connor was talking there was absolutely no way Connor and I were an option. When did I want it to be an option? Should that change how I feel about Leon?
I was more confused and lost than ever...I guess that's what happens when you break the rules.
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