Lahat ng Kabanata ng Puck Love Reunited - Book 2 in the Minnesota Ice Series : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

CodyMan, I hate leaving Immi like that. All I want to do is pick her up, sweep her off her feet and spend eternity with my girl. The way she feels and makes me feel is like nothing else I’ve ever experienced.“You got your head in the clouds?” Coach says as I walk up the steps of the jet.“Huh?” Yeah probably, I am lost in thought of Immi. The way her lips taste, the way she smiles and those eyes that pull me in and make me forget everything else around me. The way she smells, her divine coconut and strawberry shampoo, who’d have thought that a basic shampoo can drive me quite so wild. But it does.“Your top is on back to front.”“What?” I look down. Shit, he’s absolutely right. The V is at the back. Man, how embarrassing.“I was kind of in a hurry.” I say, I’ll fix it when I’m seated.“Yeah, Bro did your mommy forget to dress you this morning?” I glare at Calli.“Shut it, I was in a rush.”“We can see that. Sure, you got your head screwed on or were you screwing something else.” Nol

Cody Atlas taps me on the shoulder, we’ve just run through the press junket, thankfully none of the reports have invaded my personal space asking questions about the baby or whether or not I am going to be with Luna. Trust me that shit is draining. They have stuck thankfully with professional questions, and I have replied accordingly. It’s been a good session and I feel lighter that no one stepped over any boundaries. “We’re getting ready to head out for some lunch. Are you coming?” “Sure, I’m famished. Meet you in ten, I just want to get this damn suit off and into my sweats.” “Okay, I’ll let the guys know to meet in the hotel lobby say fifteen minutes. I’m guessing you want to make a call into Immi?” “Nah, she is with Autumn, I want her to focus on her friend, they’ve not seen each other for a while.” I see Coach approaching us. “Good interview guys. All those classes on honing your response technique have paid off.” Yeah, believe it or not we had to be coached on how to respon

Cody The finals are taking place in forty minutes. Are we all riled up, eager to get on the ice and kick some ass? You bet we are. I’ve never known us to be so excited for any other game. Not that all the games aren’t important to us because of course they are, they define our season, but tonight is special. It is the Stanley Cup Final game and Minnesota is in the running. I want this more than anything. I’ve been gearing up for this night it seems ever since I was about five years old with my first hockey stick in my hand, smacking a puck. The long, hard days of training and practice when my friends were out playing, climbing trees, camping. Not that I didn’t have any of that of course I did, we had family holidays, camping trips, over seas trips but always around my schedule. After school training, sometimes before school training as a young kid, then when I got into High School and college the serious stuff started. I played for the school, I played for college alongside Atlas. I

Cody I have the puck lined up, we’ve only just begun and in a good position already. Atlas made a good sweep move and I managed to intercept to get control of the puck, but seeing Luna behind the screen is doing my head in. I need to focus, this is the last game of the season, the most important game and…. Fuck. A player from Toronto has got it off me, just like that. Two seconds with my eyes off the damn thing and it’s gone out of my reach. Damn and fuck Luna. If she wasn’t here this wouldn’t have happened. Hell, I can’t keep blaming her. It’s on me. I shouldn’t have glanced up. But for a split second in my gut, I thought Immi would be there, I know I was just hoping even though I know there is no way in hell she could even be at my game right now. The sinking feeling hits the pit of my stomach. “What the hell was that about? You had it in the bag. Man. Tsk.” Atlas is not impressed as he skates by me. I shrug. Fuck, I am mad at myself. We could have had the first goal in of the game

CodyWe got through all the press, and I managed to avoid Luna even though I saw her trying to get to me through the throngs of press. For now, everyone was eyes on our team and coach for bringing us to the Cup Final and being the winners. It was an electric night, one of the best of my life. I’m not going to lie; Atlas and I are now talking about working our asses off when we get to Dallas to whip their team into shape for the next finals. Who knows, we may make winners of them yet.The flight home seemed to drag even though it was just a few hours, but my mind is fully focused on Immi. I feel mean she is shipping her bestie out and over to Calli’s but I am pretty damn sure, Autumn doesn’t mind one little bit.I’ve landed and gone and taken a shower to freshen up. My phone rings just as I am about to leave the house.“Hey, Mom.”“Darling, we are so proud of you. I bet you feel on top of the world and Atlas.”“We sure do. It’s the best. I can’t even begin to explain how I feel. I feel