Alone

"If I didn't know any better," she laughs lightly and Joe remembers hearing that voice in the halls everyday. "I'd say you're just trying to charm your way to a spot at my dining room table."

He smiles because it's true. "Is it working? I don't have much of a dinner planned, much less an actual dining room table."

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to send you home with leftovers."


Written for this contest. I was given the player Joe Vitale of the Pittsburgh Penguins. (I totally lucked out, guys.)

(I do not own Joe, the Penguins, or anyone affiliated with them. Erin and this plot are my own creations!)