Status: Currently under revision.
Bruises On the Soul
Drinks on Kaner
" I'll be just a second," I assured Jon as I left him standing outside Pat's door.
I ran in quickly, heading to my room and pulling out a nice pair of dark skinny jeans, a light blue long sleeve tshirt, my knee high black heel boots, and my gray peacoat. I threw it all in a bag and grabbed my white scarf on the way out the door.
" That was quick" Jon muttered, taking the bag out of my hands.
I thanked him.
" I told you I wouldn't be long." I said.
He laughed lightly, face still reserved," Yes, but usually when girls say that, they still take forever. "
I shrugged, stepping into the elevator with him.
" I'm not most girls. "
" No. You're not. " he muttered.
I turned my head to see him staring at me intensely.
I blushed,grateful that at that moment the elevator dinged, doors opening.
I walked out of the doors with Jon trailing behind me.
" So, Captain Serious, tell me about yourself. " I asked as we left the building.
Jon groaned," Oh I don't know. I'm really not that interesting. "
I rose an eyebrow, pulling my long blonde hair out of its pony tail so it fell down my back.
" Oh really? Because I hear you're quite interesting.
He stopped in his footsteps, turning around.
" What did Sharp tell you. It's a lie, all of it" he assured me.
I bust out laughing.
" I'm kidding! I'm kidding! I just wanted to see how you'd react!!" I giggled.
Jon shook his head, a small smile on his face as we got into his car.
" What do you do, Josie?" Jon asked curiously.
I sent him a confused look.
" Like your job? What do you like to do?" he added.
I bit my lip, shrugging," Well, nothing. I don't have a job. I never have....eh that sounds bad."
He shook his head, pulling onto the highway.
" No. It's fine. Some people just don't need to work. It's fine. "
For some reason that comment angered me.
" I'm not some bratty little rich kid, Jon. I don't depend on my daddy. I make my own money." I snapped.
He huffed," That's not what I meant....and how do you make money then?" he rose an eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes," Stocks. I have a lot invested in the stock market. I'm pretty good at it. "
I answered.
Jon looked surprised," Really? I wouldn't have take you to be a financial or economy guru. "
I bit my lip, shrugging," Well I am. I've always been good at making financial decisions. And I'm good at math. I took a lot of government and economy classes in high school. It just stuck with me. "
Jon was smiling a bit as he pulled up to a closed gate community on the edge of town.
He leaned out the window and punched in a few numbers into the access pad.
The gates swung open and he drove through.
" That's pretty impressive," he finally said,"Not a lot of people can really profit from the market like that. You must be pretty smart. "
I blushed, looking out the window.
I wasn't used to such compliments.
" Yeah I guess I am. Valedictorian at Cadaburton Prep. " I admitted.
Jon laughed, elbowing me with his free arm.
" If you're such a super genius, how are you friends with Kaner?"
I frowned, shrugging.
" I don't know. He's just always been my best friend. "
There was a silence as he pulled up to an impressive two story brick house with a two car garage.
My eyes widened as I leaned forward, gazing at it.
" Nice place" I said, stepping out of the car.
Jon grabbed my bag, carrying it as he led me to the door, unlocking it.
" Thanks" he chuckled, leading me inside.," It's home. I had to get my mom to decorate for me though"
I laughed." Of course"
Looking around, I smiled.
It suited him.
Dark wood floors spread out through the house, and down the hall I could see a stainless steel kitchen, with burgundy walls and marble counters.
The living room had black leather couches, and a big recliner. A huge flat screen was displayed on the wall, and trophy cases opposite it. Jerseys were hung in shadow boxes, and newspaper articles framed.
A big staircase went off to the right, leaded upstairs.
" I like it" I complimented.
He shrugged.
" Uhm, upstairs, the bathroom is down the hall, to the right, if you want a shower. And there's a guest bedroom next to it, so you can get dressed." he explained, pointing up the stairs.
I nodded, walking up the staircase.
It led to a hallway, similar to the one downstairs, with dark wood floors and white walls.
I found the bathroom, and quickly stepped in, locking the door. I sighed, leaning against the counter, before stripping, and climbing into the big, walk in shower.
##############
Twenty minutes later, I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a big, fluffy black towel.
It was then I realized I left my bag downstairs with Jon.
" Shit" I cursed quietly, before running a hand through my long wet hair, wrapping the towel tighter around me.
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Jon POV
I sat on the couch, legs propped up on the coffee table, watching Sportscenter as I waited for Josie to get out of the shower.
Just the though of her up there, alone, and naked, set me on edge.
All of the sudden I heard light footsteps down the stairs.
I turned my head and then froze, eyes wide.
Josie stood there, dressed in nothing but a black towel, long blonde hair thrown over her shoulder.
Her skin was flushed. Either from the shower, or from standing in front of me like this.
I could only imagine what lay hidden beneath the towel, the smooth naked skin.
Her big blue eyes stated at me.
" I-I left my bag down here" she stuttered.
I nodded, gulping as she walked past me.
I could smell the Old Spice shower gel on her as she passed, and I stiffened.
Think about something else.
Think about doing drills, or Ovechkin, or something else equally as horrible.
I ran a mantra through my head until she grabbed her bag, running back upstairs.
I stood shakily, walking down the hall to my bedroom.
Shower time.
And it'll have to be cold.
##############
Josie POV
>>>>FFW 1 Hour
I ran my fingers my now blow dried hair, leaving it in its natural soft waves.
I checked my makeup one last time, checking for errors, and when I found none, slipped on my boots.
With my coat,hat, and scarf in hand, I walked down the stairs, dressed this time.
Jon was no where in sight, but I heard movement in the kitchen, and followed the noise.
I entered the kitchen and cleared my throat.
Jon stood in the open door of the fridge, water bottle in hand.
He wore a pair of tight fitting deal wash jeans, a long sleeve dark green shirt that showed off his impressive physique, and slip on gray shoes.
He had a gray hoodie on over it, scarf loosely wrapped around his neck.
Damn he looked good.
He smiled, " Hey. You looked beautiful" he complimented.
I blushed, shrugging" You ready?"
He nodded, closing the fridge door.
I slipped on my goat, scarf and hat as I stood by the door. I picked up my purse and watched as John slipped on a Blackhawks beanie on his head.
" Alright, let's go. " Jon said gruffly, opening the door and letting me out, locking the door behind him.
The ride to the bar was quiet, but not awkward.
It was nice.
We shared a smile as he parked the car outside of 50/50.
He opened the door for me, and followed behind as we entered the noisy sports bar.
Some random guys cheered when they saw Jon, and he grinned, waving.
" Captain! Finally!" Sharp yelled from the back of the bar.
There was a big long table, and probably half the team sat there.
" Hey Josie!" Sharp greeted, seeing me behind him. I grinned nervously, waving.
" You went home with Jon?" Patrick asked me, glaring at his captain slightly.
I rolled my eyes.
" Leave it alone, Patrick." I seethed, setting my jacket and scarf down over a chair, pulling off my hat.
Duncs whistled," Looking good, Josie!"
I giggled, " Thanks. I'm gonna go get a drink. Anybody want anything?"
A got a few orders, and ignored Patrick's stare as I walked to the bar.
A twenty-something man stood behind the counter, drying a glass.
He had muscular arms, and curly brown hair.
I grinned.
" Hi. "
He looked up, and I saw a pair of green eyes.
He smirked," Hey. What can I get you "
I licked my lips, leaning forward. " I need four shots of Patrone, two Guiness, A Double Jack, and a shot of Everclear...please"
He winked at me," Sure thing, princess"
He tuned around an started putting together my order,
I sighed.
Soon he handed over a black tray covered with our drinks.
" Tab?"
I thought, and then smirked,"Put it under Patrick Kane"
He rose an eyebrow," You here with the Hawks?"
I nodded.
He smiled," Lucky girl. "
He handed me the receipt and the tray.
I thanked him and walked back to the table, setting the tray down and sitting between Jon and Seabsy.
" I saw that" Jon whispered in my ear.
I rose and eyebrow and shrugged, tossing back a shot of Patrone.
" Whoa, my kind of girl" Corey Crawford called from the end of the table. I giggled.
I could feel Patrick's gaze on the side of my head.
So I grabbed one of my Guiness as took a swig.
" Drinks are on Kaner." I told them.
They laughed, grabbing things off the tray.
Patrick got up from the table, storming out the bar.
" What's his problem?" Brent asked from beside me.
I shrugged, drinking my beer.
" No clue" I lied.
I felt Jon nudge me and he gave me a confused look.
I shrugged.
Pat's not my brother. He can't tell me what to do.
I ran in quickly, heading to my room and pulling out a nice pair of dark skinny jeans, a light blue long sleeve tshirt, my knee high black heel boots, and my gray peacoat. I threw it all in a bag and grabbed my white scarf on the way out the door.
" That was quick" Jon muttered, taking the bag out of my hands.
I thanked him.
" I told you I wouldn't be long." I said.
He laughed lightly, face still reserved," Yes, but usually when girls say that, they still take forever. "
I shrugged, stepping into the elevator with him.
" I'm not most girls. "
" No. You're not. " he muttered.
I turned my head to see him staring at me intensely.
I blushed,grateful that at that moment the elevator dinged, doors opening.
I walked out of the doors with Jon trailing behind me.
" So, Captain Serious, tell me about yourself. " I asked as we left the building.
Jon groaned," Oh I don't know. I'm really not that interesting. "
I rose an eyebrow, pulling my long blonde hair out of its pony tail so it fell down my back.
" Oh really? Because I hear you're quite interesting.
He stopped in his footsteps, turning around.
" What did Sharp tell you. It's a lie, all of it" he assured me.
I bust out laughing.
" I'm kidding! I'm kidding! I just wanted to see how you'd react!!" I giggled.
Jon shook his head, a small smile on his face as we got into his car.
" What do you do, Josie?" Jon asked curiously.
I sent him a confused look.
" Like your job? What do you like to do?" he added.
I bit my lip, shrugging," Well, nothing. I don't have a job. I never have....eh that sounds bad."
He shook his head, pulling onto the highway.
" No. It's fine. Some people just don't need to work. It's fine. "
For some reason that comment angered me.
" I'm not some bratty little rich kid, Jon. I don't depend on my daddy. I make my own money." I snapped.
He huffed," That's not what I meant....and how do you make money then?" he rose an eyebrow.
I rolled my eyes," Stocks. I have a lot invested in the stock market. I'm pretty good at it. "
I answered.
Jon looked surprised," Really? I wouldn't have take you to be a financial or economy guru. "
I bit my lip, shrugging," Well I am. I've always been good at making financial decisions. And I'm good at math. I took a lot of government and economy classes in high school. It just stuck with me. "
Jon was smiling a bit as he pulled up to a closed gate community on the edge of town.
He leaned out the window and punched in a few numbers into the access pad.
The gates swung open and he drove through.
" That's pretty impressive," he finally said,"Not a lot of people can really profit from the market like that. You must be pretty smart. "
I blushed, looking out the window.
I wasn't used to such compliments.
" Yeah I guess I am. Valedictorian at Cadaburton Prep. " I admitted.
Jon laughed, elbowing me with his free arm.
" If you're such a super genius, how are you friends with Kaner?"
I frowned, shrugging.
" I don't know. He's just always been my best friend. "
There was a silence as he pulled up to an impressive two story brick house with a two car garage.
My eyes widened as I leaned forward, gazing at it.
" Nice place" I said, stepping out of the car.
Jon grabbed my bag, carrying it as he led me to the door, unlocking it.
" Thanks" he chuckled, leading me inside.," It's home. I had to get my mom to decorate for me though"
I laughed." Of course"
Looking around, I smiled.
It suited him.
Dark wood floors spread out through the house, and down the hall I could see a stainless steel kitchen, with burgundy walls and marble counters.
The living room had black leather couches, and a big recliner. A huge flat screen was displayed on the wall, and trophy cases opposite it. Jerseys were hung in shadow boxes, and newspaper articles framed.
A big staircase went off to the right, leaded upstairs.
" I like it" I complimented.
He shrugged.
" Uhm, upstairs, the bathroom is down the hall, to the right, if you want a shower. And there's a guest bedroom next to it, so you can get dressed." he explained, pointing up the stairs.
I nodded, walking up the staircase.
It led to a hallway, similar to the one downstairs, with dark wood floors and white walls.
I found the bathroom, and quickly stepped in, locking the door. I sighed, leaning against the counter, before stripping, and climbing into the big, walk in shower.
##############
Twenty minutes later, I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in a big, fluffy black towel.
It was then I realized I left my bag downstairs with Jon.
" Shit" I cursed quietly, before running a hand through my long wet hair, wrapping the towel tighter around me.
------
Jon POV
I sat on the couch, legs propped up on the coffee table, watching Sportscenter as I waited for Josie to get out of the shower.
Just the though of her up there, alone, and naked, set me on edge.
All of the sudden I heard light footsteps down the stairs.
I turned my head and then froze, eyes wide.
Josie stood there, dressed in nothing but a black towel, long blonde hair thrown over her shoulder.
Her skin was flushed. Either from the shower, or from standing in front of me like this.
I could only imagine what lay hidden beneath the towel, the smooth naked skin.
Her big blue eyes stated at me.
" I-I left my bag down here" she stuttered.
I nodded, gulping as she walked past me.
I could smell the Old Spice shower gel on her as she passed, and I stiffened.
Think about something else.
Think about doing drills, or Ovechkin, or something else equally as horrible.
I ran a mantra through my head until she grabbed her bag, running back upstairs.
I stood shakily, walking down the hall to my bedroom.
Shower time.
And it'll have to be cold.
##############
Josie POV
>>>>FFW 1 Hour
I ran my fingers my now blow dried hair, leaving it in its natural soft waves.
I checked my makeup one last time, checking for errors, and when I found none, slipped on my boots.
With my coat,hat, and scarf in hand, I walked down the stairs, dressed this time.
Jon was no where in sight, but I heard movement in the kitchen, and followed the noise.
I entered the kitchen and cleared my throat.
Jon stood in the open door of the fridge, water bottle in hand.
He wore a pair of tight fitting deal wash jeans, a long sleeve dark green shirt that showed off his impressive physique, and slip on gray shoes.
He had a gray hoodie on over it, scarf loosely wrapped around his neck.
Damn he looked good.
He smiled, " Hey. You looked beautiful" he complimented.
I blushed, shrugging" You ready?"
He nodded, closing the fridge door.
I slipped on my goat, scarf and hat as I stood by the door. I picked up my purse and watched as John slipped on a Blackhawks beanie on his head.
" Alright, let's go. " Jon said gruffly, opening the door and letting me out, locking the door behind him.
The ride to the bar was quiet, but not awkward.
It was nice.
We shared a smile as he parked the car outside of 50/50.
He opened the door for me, and followed behind as we entered the noisy sports bar.
Some random guys cheered when they saw Jon, and he grinned, waving.
" Captain! Finally!" Sharp yelled from the back of the bar.
There was a big long table, and probably half the team sat there.
" Hey Josie!" Sharp greeted, seeing me behind him. I grinned nervously, waving.
" You went home with Jon?" Patrick asked me, glaring at his captain slightly.
I rolled my eyes.
" Leave it alone, Patrick." I seethed, setting my jacket and scarf down over a chair, pulling off my hat.
Duncs whistled," Looking good, Josie!"
I giggled, " Thanks. I'm gonna go get a drink. Anybody want anything?"
A got a few orders, and ignored Patrick's stare as I walked to the bar.
A twenty-something man stood behind the counter, drying a glass.
He had muscular arms, and curly brown hair.
I grinned.
" Hi. "
He looked up, and I saw a pair of green eyes.
He smirked," Hey. What can I get you "
I licked my lips, leaning forward. " I need four shots of Patrone, two Guiness, A Double Jack, and a shot of Everclear...please"
He winked at me," Sure thing, princess"
He tuned around an started putting together my order,
I sighed.
Soon he handed over a black tray covered with our drinks.
" Tab?"
I thought, and then smirked,"Put it under Patrick Kane"
He rose an eyebrow," You here with the Hawks?"
I nodded.
He smiled," Lucky girl. "
He handed me the receipt and the tray.
I thanked him and walked back to the table, setting the tray down and sitting between Jon and Seabsy.
" I saw that" Jon whispered in my ear.
I rose and eyebrow and shrugged, tossing back a shot of Patrone.
" Whoa, my kind of girl" Corey Crawford called from the end of the table. I giggled.
I could feel Patrick's gaze on the side of my head.
So I grabbed one of my Guiness as took a swig.
" Drinks are on Kaner." I told them.
They laughed, grabbing things off the tray.
Patrick got up from the table, storming out the bar.
" What's his problem?" Brent asked from beside me.
I shrugged, drinking my beer.
" No clue" I lied.
I felt Jon nudge me and he gave me a confused look.
I shrugged.
Pat's not my brother. He can't tell me what to do.