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“Everybody strike a quick pose for me please,” I said as I entered the room and they listened to instructions well. They all quickly got into poses, some funnier than I expected them to be especially since they were about to play a deciding game for them in the league.
Regardless, I took pictures and thanked them once I was done. Then I scrolled through the few pictures I had already taken today and was deciding on which would be better to use for the team promotions.
I was slowly walking forward when I unexpectedly bumped into someone, wincing from the hard impact, I looked up as I apologized.
“I’m so sorry, are you— oh,” I whispered as I noticed him standing in front of me with a huge grin, and his protective headgear trapped between his arm and side.
“Hi, did I come out looking good?” he asked as he pointed to the camera, and a smile grew on my face as I nodded.
“I was expecting you to be goofy in the picture, but you’re one of the few with a serious expression,” I commented as I looked down at the picture again.
“Well, that’s exactly what I was going for,” he said and I looked at him confused.
“What?”
“You noticing me.” His smile was so...adorable. “But, when I have an important game to play I can be quite serious,” he deepened his voice, glaring, and I chuckled lightly.
“Well, you should go out and play yourimportantgame,” I said softly, instantly beating myself up because I had been craving forhis attention this entire time, but here I was telling him to go away.
But he did have a job to do, and so did I. So I wasn’t entirely being ridiculous, was I?
“Will you be taking pictures of us?” he asked and I shook my head as I lifted my camera slightly.
“There’s people who do that job way better than I do. Unfortunately, I’ll be doing stats and a bit of admin.” I indicated by bringing my index and thumb a bit close to each other.
“Then take pictures of me,” he said abruptly and took a step closer. I leaned my head back as I looked up at him shocked. “Just focus on me during the game, only me.”
He smiled and turned around, leaving me in the hallway shocked by his sudden intense statement.
“Just focus on me... only me.”
Had it always been this hot?
After I caught my breath and made sure I wasn’t drooling, I joined most of the official staff where they sat and soon the game began. All the goofiness that happened in the waiting room was gone and the boys were incredibly intense.
It really felt different when you were experiencing it first-hand; the game had barely begun and the ice was already a warzone and both teams were going at it. The cheering from the crowds had died down a bit, even though there were light rumblings; it was as if everyone was anticipating just who the game would go to.
The moment the puck hit the ice, the loud hit of the sticks set the cheers in motion from the fans as soon as we realized it was our game. Brian would always explain it to me that whoever had the puck first, dictated the rhythm of the game and if there was anything I knew about the Lumberjacks; they were good at dancing and setting any rhythm.
If I were a pet, I would be the most loyal pet to have ever existed. I listened to his words and I had them engraved in my heart as I watched him skate across the rink, covering his teammates.
Nate was fast, feral almost like an animal, and he had this look in his eyes that I had never seen before. He was so intimidating on the ice and I found it extremely sexy.
I watched his every move, cheered with the fans when our team scored, holding my heart in my hands whenever things didn’t seem to be going our way but I kept my eyes on him just as he had instructed.
What is it that I wouldn’t do for him really?
Watching him so intently reminded me of what it was like when I was interning. The memories overflooded and I started feeling like that 20-year-old I was. The butterflies swarmed around in my stomach and I couldn’t tell if I was anxious from the game or if I was just so excited to see Nate.
Even though the Lumberjacks had set a rhythm and were killing it so far, the possibility that anything could happen and it wouldn’t be their game anymore worried me, and yet the boys didn’t look worried at all.
If I looked closely, I could see Brian smile slightly as he passed the puck over to Andy, the center of the team, and they all seemed so confident.
Looking back at Nate, he seemed to relax a bit after the high intense pace he had just set, his chest moved up and down as he caught his breath. He turned to look at me and he smirked before concentrating on the match. It was as if he had noticed I was staring at him.
What was that smirk for? That I listened to him and focused on just him? I raised my camera and decided to take a picture of him because I felt like I didn’t have enough of those as of yet.
I didn’t have enough of him yet.
