Another Bump in the Road

Everything went back to normal between Patrick and me within a matter of days. Luckily, his teammates never found out so I am not considered the Chicago Blackhawks whore. I had begun to talk to Brent Scopel more or BS as I call him. Patrick and Brent are really good friends too. I didn't realize until Patrick and my's Cub's Playoff party celebration that I realized how he really felt about me.


It is past 11 and Patrick, Brent, and Brittnae are in Brittnae and Pat's hot tub.
"I think I'm hitting the hay." Patrick announced. He started to get out of the hot tub before he kissed me goodnight. Brent said a mellow "night" and we started to talk. About 20 minutes after our conversation started he came closer to me and put his arm around me.
"Literally, what do you think of you and me?" He asked.
"Like together?" I said.
"Yeah, you know the whole love thing." He replied.
"I'm with Patrick." I said.
"Don't you ever just wonder?" He asked again. I had barely just gotten my fiance's trust after sneaking around with Sidney Crosby and now his best friend and Teammate wants me? What the hell?!!
"I'm with Pat." I declared.
"Yeah but we.." He started to put his fingers down my bikini bottom.
"Brent." I declared.
"You know you want it." He answered. He then fully forced his body onto mine and ripped my bathing suit off. I tried to call for Patrick, but my frail yells weren't heard. Brent was trying to sleep with me..... he is Patrick's best friend. I couldn't take it no more. I popped.
"Patrick!!!!Patrick!!!!Pat!!!!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. By now, Brent had his swimming trunks on and was acting like nothing had ever happened. My top was still off.
"What the hell?" He asked.
"Dude she was all over me and kissing me and this and that. You better watch her." He declared.
"No I wasn't! You just asked me how you think it could be between us and you were trying to fuck me in our damn hot tub!" I was pleading my case.
"Brent go home."
"Dude you are seriously going to listen to her?" He questioned.
"She is my future wife. You have been a sly liar for years now. Just get out." He answered.
"But.." He tried to answer.
"Get out." He declared.
Brent had left without any further interruptions.
"You believed me?" I asked.
"Yes. I knew you wouldn't go after a teammate anyway." He answered.
"No I wouldn't go after anyone." I corrected.
"Here's a towel. Just come to bed already?" He tried to get me to go.
"Yes sir." I answered.

THANK GOD!!!!!!