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Ice
On an office desk
Ice 13
Aurelie POV
I was sitting in my office after the girls left from practice, signing some papers the arena manager gave me, when there was a knock on the door.
I rubbed my temples and didn't bother to look up," Come in!"
I heard the door open and footsteps, and then a delicious smell.
Being that I was starved, I looked up to see Kris holding two take out bags from Izzo's Illegal Burrito.
I smiled," You have no idea how happy I am to see you...especially holding food. "
Kris laughed, setting down the paper bags in my desk, moving to walk behind me.
I felt his hands on my shoulders and sighed when he started to rub the knots out my neck.
" You are a saint." I whispered, grabbing a burrito out of the bag.
Taking a bite, I moaned.
Delicious.
" Well, I learned something today. "
" Oh really?" I asked," Was it interesting?"
He made a "mhmm" sound from behind me.
" It's about you and Mario"
I stiffened. " Yeah?"
He stopped rubbing my neck, and moved around to my right to sit on my desk.
I rested my elbows on his knees.
" Why didn't you tell me Mario was your godfather?"
I groaned, chewing," It wasn't relevant at the time. "
Kris scoffed, playing with the ends of my hair.
" Not relevant? Mario owns my team, sweetheart. "
I nodded," I know. Sorry. I just...don't have the best relationship with him. "
" yes he told me that. "
I looked up," Are you trying to accuse me of something? Because I've had a hard day. I'm not in the mood for that. "
Kris sighed, leaning down to kiss the top of my head.
" I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh. What's wrong?"
What's wrong?
I'm a failure at life, that's what's wrong.
" I think it finally hit me - that I'll never compete again. " I said in a shaky breath.
Kris frowned, his dark hair falling in his face.
" I'm sure things will get better. There's other things in the world beside skating. "
And that's when I blew up," Are you kidding me?! Skating is my life! I don't know how to do anything else! I have no clue how to be a girlfriend! No idea how to coach a team! No clue how to be a good friend! Who am I without skating??!! No one! I'm a nobody! A failure!"
By the end I was crying, my face soaked with tears.
Kris pulled me up out of the chair, holding me in his arms until I calmed.
" I know who you are" he smiles softly, wiping my cheeks with the pad of his thumb. "You're passionate, you're determined. You're a wonderful cook. You're have a wicked sense of humor. You get along with my team. You, Aurelie, are perfect the way you are. You don't need anything else."
I sniffled, kissing him gently.
" I need you, don't I? I'm a mess without you" I whispered.
He grinned, capturing my lips with his as we kissed furiously, and all of the sudden, I was pushed to my back on my desk, on top of all my papers.
" Ive always wanted to have sex on an office desk" kris whispered into my ear.
I shivered, nodding with a wicked smile.
Aurelie POV
I was sitting in my office after the girls left from practice, signing some papers the arena manager gave me, when there was a knock on the door.
I rubbed my temples and didn't bother to look up," Come in!"
I heard the door open and footsteps, and then a delicious smell.
Being that I was starved, I looked up to see Kris holding two take out bags from Izzo's Illegal Burrito.
I smiled," You have no idea how happy I am to see you...especially holding food. "
Kris laughed, setting down the paper bags in my desk, moving to walk behind me.
I felt his hands on my shoulders and sighed when he started to rub the knots out my neck.
" You are a saint." I whispered, grabbing a burrito out of the bag.
Taking a bite, I moaned.
Delicious.
" Well, I learned something today. "
" Oh really?" I asked," Was it interesting?"
He made a "mhmm" sound from behind me.
" It's about you and Mario"
I stiffened. " Yeah?"
He stopped rubbing my neck, and moved around to my right to sit on my desk.
I rested my elbows on his knees.
" Why didn't you tell me Mario was your godfather?"
I groaned, chewing," It wasn't relevant at the time. "
Kris scoffed, playing with the ends of my hair.
" Not relevant? Mario owns my team, sweetheart. "
I nodded," I know. Sorry. I just...don't have the best relationship with him. "
" yes he told me that. "
I looked up," Are you trying to accuse me of something? Because I've had a hard day. I'm not in the mood for that. "
Kris sighed, leaning down to kiss the top of my head.
" I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so harsh. What's wrong?"
What's wrong?
I'm a failure at life, that's what's wrong.
" I think it finally hit me - that I'll never compete again. " I said in a shaky breath.
Kris frowned, his dark hair falling in his face.
" I'm sure things will get better. There's other things in the world beside skating. "
And that's when I blew up," Are you kidding me?! Skating is my life! I don't know how to do anything else! I have no clue how to be a girlfriend! No idea how to coach a team! No clue how to be a good friend! Who am I without skating??!! No one! I'm a nobody! A failure!"
By the end I was crying, my face soaked with tears.
Kris pulled me up out of the chair, holding me in his arms until I calmed.
" I know who you are" he smiles softly, wiping my cheeks with the pad of his thumb. "You're passionate, you're determined. You're a wonderful cook. You're have a wicked sense of humor. You get along with my team. You, Aurelie, are perfect the way you are. You don't need anything else."
I sniffled, kissing him gently.
" I need you, don't I? I'm a mess without you" I whispered.
He grinned, capturing my lips with his as we kissed furiously, and all of the sudden, I was pushed to my back on my desk, on top of all my papers.
" Ive always wanted to have sex on an office desk" kris whispered into my ear.
I shivered, nodding with a wicked smile.