Falling for You Was Out of My Control
Ditching His Parents
Jessie's POV
"I have surprise for you," Evgeni walked out with something hidden behind his back and a smile plastered on his face.
"What?" I sat up a little sceptical because his surprises were usually too perfect and I was bound to be getting wound up in something bad soon.
"Skates," he held up and smiled widely.
"No," I shook my head and turned my attention back to my work.
"Yes come on," he put the skates down and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me from my chair.
"No Evgeni, no!" I protested as he began to tickle me.
"Yes you skate, I want to see."
"You will never see me skate," I wriggled from his arms.
"Yes," he stood in front of me with puppy dog eyes.
"No... you dork," I threw my pen hitting him square in the head.
"Ow," he wobbled on the spot and rubbed his head.
"That didn't hurt," I went to pick up my pen only for him to grab me again and throw me over his shoulders.
"Evgeni Malkin if you don't put me down I will..." he dumped me on the bed before covering me with his body.
"What?" he looked at me with his sweet smile.
"Kill you," I flicked his nose and climbed out from underneath him.
"My parents want come!" he called as I headed down the hall.
"What?" I turned around as he was following me.
"My parents want come," he repeated wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Why?" I frowned.
"Because mama want give another chance."
"Fine," I sighed, "but only because I love you and I want your mother to love me too."
"My mama love you."
Yeah I wasn't convinced of that yet. His mother was a nice lady I guess she just wanted to scope me out first and see if I was good enough for her son.
"Evgeni seriously, I can do it myself, I tried to push his hands away as he tied up my skates.
"No, new skates, new laces, hard to tie," he grabbed my hands and put them in my lap.
I couldn't help but remember how my brother and dad used to do this for me all the time and the first time I tied my own skates I broke my ankle. Yeah I was that kid. I could skate but never perfected, instead I gave up and played basketball and softball instead.
"You ready?" He stepped out onto the ice and turned around to wait for me as his parents were already out on the ice.
"You go, just give me a minute," I played around with my jeans trying to tuck them into my skates. I hadn't skated in a while and couldn't remember which was the most comfortable way but sooner or later I wasn't able to stall any longer.
"Come on," he smiled putting his arms out. He looked so happy out on the ice, his nose and cheeks were pink and he was like a little kid on Christmas.
"I am coming, I am coming," but I didn't move, I didn't want to go ice skating.
"Jessie," he sounded so disapproving as he stepped off the ice and grabbed my hand.
"Evgeni no," I pulled back.
"Do that on ice you fall over," he warned.
"Look I know how to skate I just can't do it," I was wobbly as I stepped onto the ice, "and to make things worse I haven't tried in a long time."
"I am professional, I help," he put his hands around my waist and stopped me.
"You say that about everything but this is actually the only thing you are professional at."
"So not worry."
He turned around and skated backwards in front of me and it was ok at first but then it was making me nervous. I kept thinking I was going to take a big stride and kick his skate or something, whatever it was it was freaking me out.
"Don't think so much," he grabbed my hands.
"I can't help it."
"Look at me then, I have good face," he poked his tongue out.
"You have an ugly face like Jeffrey, wait no Jeffrey's is cute though," he looked hurt and let my hands go and if this was his revenge I was going to kill him.
"Evgeni no!" he pulled away to hard and dragged me to the ground.
"You ok?" his big dumb face appeared over the top of me as I laid spread eagle on the ice.
"Go away, your no help," I swatted at him.
"Zhenya help lady," his father appeared and put out his hand, "not tease."
"Yeah," I poked my tongue out at him as his dad helped me up and made sure I was steady, "thankyou."
His dad was a lovely man and now I knew where Evgeni got his gentlemanly ways from. No wonder his mum had fell for this man.
I went and sat back down watching them all skate together. They had to be the most adorable family I had seen.
Evgeni was skating rings around his mother as she yelled at him. Even though it was all in Russian I could see the love they all had for each other.
"Go on dear, skate," his mother insisted as her and Vladimir stepped off the ice leaving Evgeni out there on his own.
"No I am fine thanks, my feet hurt a little."
"Here," Vladimir knelt down, "Evgeni do too tight."
He undid my skates and retied them solving the problem for me. But that still didn't mean I wanted to go back out there.
"Go on," he insisted.
"Ok," I gave up they weren't going to let me get away with it so I gave into the Malkin pressure. It's the same as peer pressure but I have learnt that the Malkins take it to a whole new level.
"Hey," Evgeni smiled as I stepped back onto the ice.
"Don't get too exited this won't last long," I gestured to the whole thing I had going on.
"Come out here," he grabbed my hand and helped me out to the centre of the ice.
"So this is where you work huh?" I looked around at Consol from the view of the ice.
"Yeah cool right?"
"It's amazing."
It looked ten times bigger from the ice then from anywhere else.
"Imagine crowd all the way to top, everyone cheer your name, nothing better... except you."
"Oh good save on that one," I wrapped my arms around him.
"I know should be goalie."
"No I think I will keep my star centre," I liked to feed his ego. If he was in a good mood then everyone else would be too and he would be extra nice.
"Not star, Sid is star," he looked down at me with a frown.
"Your MY star, Sid isn't mine," I clarified.
"You own me?" He curled an eyebrow at me.
I gave him my best 'you have to be kidding' look.
"Come," I curled my finger at him in a come hither motion.
"What?" he lent down.
"I... Own... You," I whispered allowing my lips to brush over his ear with each word.
"Ok," he gulped.
Evgeni's POV
Had I not been so turned on by her I would have let her wait and maybe tease her a little but I couldn't. Jessie just had that affect on me. She could turn me into a blob of nothing in a matter of seconds and she didn't always have to touch me.
I took my parents home and tried to play it cool. Jessie apologised over and over that she had to take Sebastian to the vet for his check up, which wasn't until next week but what my parents didn't know couldn't hurt them.
"I feel like a teenager," Jessie stated as we got in the door and couldn't keep our hands to ourselves, "sneaking around behind your parents back, lying to them."
"Naughty," I rushed pushing her up against the wall in the hall way.
"Who me?"
"Yes," I cupped her face and kissed her hard.
"Never," I picked her up and throw her overly shoulder, "we should invite your parents over here for dinner, make it up to them for ditching like this."
"Ok."
"Evgeni!" she screamed as I dropped her onto the bed and climbed on top of her straddling her stomach.
"We invite them ok, but after," I lent down and kissed her.
"I have surprise for you," Evgeni walked out with something hidden behind his back and a smile plastered on his face.
"What?" I sat up a little sceptical because his surprises were usually too perfect and I was bound to be getting wound up in something bad soon.
"Skates," he held up and smiled widely.
"No," I shook my head and turned my attention back to my work.
"Yes come on," he put the skates down and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me from my chair.
"No Evgeni, no!" I protested as he began to tickle me.
"Yes you skate, I want to see."
"You will never see me skate," I wriggled from his arms.
"Yes," he stood in front of me with puppy dog eyes.
"No... you dork," I threw my pen hitting him square in the head.
"Ow," he wobbled on the spot and rubbed his head.
"That didn't hurt," I went to pick up my pen only for him to grab me again and throw me over his shoulders.
"Evgeni Malkin if you don't put me down I will..." he dumped me on the bed before covering me with his body.
"What?" he looked at me with his sweet smile.
"Kill you," I flicked his nose and climbed out from underneath him.
"My parents want come!" he called as I headed down the hall.
"What?" I turned around as he was following me.
"My parents want come," he repeated wrapping his arm around my waist.
"Why?" I frowned.
"Because mama want give another chance."
"Fine," I sighed, "but only because I love you and I want your mother to love me too."
"My mama love you."
Yeah I wasn't convinced of that yet. His mother was a nice lady I guess she just wanted to scope me out first and see if I was good enough for her son.
"Evgeni seriously, I can do it myself, I tried to push his hands away as he tied up my skates.
"No, new skates, new laces, hard to tie," he grabbed my hands and put them in my lap.
I couldn't help but remember how my brother and dad used to do this for me all the time and the first time I tied my own skates I broke my ankle. Yeah I was that kid. I could skate but never perfected, instead I gave up and played basketball and softball instead.
"You ready?" He stepped out onto the ice and turned around to wait for me as his parents were already out on the ice.
"You go, just give me a minute," I played around with my jeans trying to tuck them into my skates. I hadn't skated in a while and couldn't remember which was the most comfortable way but sooner or later I wasn't able to stall any longer.
"Come on," he smiled putting his arms out. He looked so happy out on the ice, his nose and cheeks were pink and he was like a little kid on Christmas.
"I am coming, I am coming," but I didn't move, I didn't want to go ice skating.
"Jessie," he sounded so disapproving as he stepped off the ice and grabbed my hand.
"Evgeni no," I pulled back.
"Do that on ice you fall over," he warned.
"Look I know how to skate I just can't do it," I was wobbly as I stepped onto the ice, "and to make things worse I haven't tried in a long time."
"I am professional, I help," he put his hands around my waist and stopped me.
"You say that about everything but this is actually the only thing you are professional at."
"So not worry."
He turned around and skated backwards in front of me and it was ok at first but then it was making me nervous. I kept thinking I was going to take a big stride and kick his skate or something, whatever it was it was freaking me out.
"Don't think so much," he grabbed my hands.
"I can't help it."
"Look at me then, I have good face," he poked his tongue out.
"You have an ugly face like Jeffrey, wait no Jeffrey's is cute though," he looked hurt and let my hands go and if this was his revenge I was going to kill him.
"Evgeni no!" he pulled away to hard and dragged me to the ground.
"You ok?" his big dumb face appeared over the top of me as I laid spread eagle on the ice.
"Go away, your no help," I swatted at him.
"Zhenya help lady," his father appeared and put out his hand, "not tease."
"Yeah," I poked my tongue out at him as his dad helped me up and made sure I was steady, "thankyou."
His dad was a lovely man and now I knew where Evgeni got his gentlemanly ways from. No wonder his mum had fell for this man.
I went and sat back down watching them all skate together. They had to be the most adorable family I had seen.
Evgeni was skating rings around his mother as she yelled at him. Even though it was all in Russian I could see the love they all had for each other.
"Go on dear, skate," his mother insisted as her and Vladimir stepped off the ice leaving Evgeni out there on his own.
"No I am fine thanks, my feet hurt a little."
"Here," Vladimir knelt down, "Evgeni do too tight."
He undid my skates and retied them solving the problem for me. But that still didn't mean I wanted to go back out there.
"Go on," he insisted.
"Ok," I gave up they weren't going to let me get away with it so I gave into the Malkin pressure. It's the same as peer pressure but I have learnt that the Malkins take it to a whole new level.
"Hey," Evgeni smiled as I stepped back onto the ice.
"Don't get too exited this won't last long," I gestured to the whole thing I had going on.
"Come out here," he grabbed my hand and helped me out to the centre of the ice.
"So this is where you work huh?" I looked around at Consol from the view of the ice.
"Yeah cool right?"
"It's amazing."
It looked ten times bigger from the ice then from anywhere else.
"Imagine crowd all the way to top, everyone cheer your name, nothing better... except you."
"Oh good save on that one," I wrapped my arms around him.
"I know should be goalie."
"No I think I will keep my star centre," I liked to feed his ego. If he was in a good mood then everyone else would be too and he would be extra nice.
"Not star, Sid is star," he looked down at me with a frown.
"Your MY star, Sid isn't mine," I clarified.
"You own me?" He curled an eyebrow at me.
I gave him my best 'you have to be kidding' look.
"Come," I curled my finger at him in a come hither motion.
"What?" he lent down.
"I... Own... You," I whispered allowing my lips to brush over his ear with each word.
"Ok," he gulped.
Evgeni's POV
Had I not been so turned on by her I would have let her wait and maybe tease her a little but I couldn't. Jessie just had that affect on me. She could turn me into a blob of nothing in a matter of seconds and she didn't always have to touch me.
I took my parents home and tried to play it cool. Jessie apologised over and over that she had to take Sebastian to the vet for his check up, which wasn't until next week but what my parents didn't know couldn't hurt them.
"I feel like a teenager," Jessie stated as we got in the door and couldn't keep our hands to ourselves, "sneaking around behind your parents back, lying to them."
"Naughty," I rushed pushing her up against the wall in the hall way.
"Who me?"
"Yes," I cupped her face and kissed her hard.
"Never," I picked her up and throw her overly shoulder, "we should invite your parents over here for dinner, make it up to them for ditching like this."
"Ok."
"Evgeni!" she screamed as I dropped her onto the bed and climbed on top of her straddling her stomach.
"We invite them ok, but after," I lent down and kissed her.