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The Present

(A Tyler Seguin Fanfiction)

THREE

A/N: Hope everyone had a great holiday. I was hoping to have this up sooner but I was hit with the stomach bug during and I'm recovering.

2,004 Words

Warnings:Kissing and Language

ENJOY!!!

It was a Sunday afternoon and you had been laying on the couch all day with ice on your eye and nose after your crazy night. Brea had gone out to the store to grab some groceries for dinner that night. You heard the door open but had the bag of ice on your face and couldn’t see so you called out. You were only wearing panties and a shirt that came right to the tops of your thighs. You were trying to pull your shirt down to cover yourself but remembered he’d seen you already before, so you gave up.

“Um what are you doing here?” you asks him looking confused.

“I came to check on you since you decided to sneak out this morning.” he responds.

“I’m fine.” you say as you go to lay back down on the couch, putting the ice back on your face.

Tyler just stands there, you move your legs so he can sit on the couch next to you. “Are you gonna just stand there or are you going to sit. He walks over and sits.

You don’t know how long you sit in silence, but you've just started to close your eyes when you feel Tyler grab your feet and rest them on his lap. Next you feel him put a blanket on you, then he starts to rub your legs, running his hands up and down stopping, when he gets to your knee then starting over. Thank god you had shaved your legs the day before, you were starting to get goosebumps on your legs, you didn’t want him to stop. You closed your eyes focusing on his movements until you fell asleep.

You wake up to a door slamming, trying to sit up you realize there's a heavy weight on your lap, looking down you see Tyler’s laying on you fast asleep.

“Oh sorry.” Brea says smirking at you, then going to put the groceries away. You roll your eyes smiling as you do it and lay back down.

When you finally hear her close her bedroom door you sit up and shake Tyler. He doesn’t budge, so you shake him harder this time. He stretches his arms up almost hitting you in the face, then realizing where he is puts them down.

“Shit sorry.” he says sitting up and looking down at his watch. “I gotta go get packed to head out tonight, I'll be gone for a few days but when i’m back we need to talk.” He stands up and adjusts the front of his pants and catches you staring. Smirking he walks towards the door, opens it and leaves.

The week was going by slowly, it was only Wednesday and you were drained. You had been slammed at work with last minute appointments and walk ins. Every since you had done Katie’s makeup and facials the other wags had wanted you to do there as well. You had actually just finished with Katie when your phone buzzed from its spot on your station. It was a snapchat from Tyler. Apparently Brea had been trying to play matchmaker again. You opened the snapchat after accepting him as a friend. It was a video of him walking off a plane with Dallas as the location. Snapping him back a picture of your station you put your phone down just to have it buzz again with a phone call from a number you don't recognize. Sitting down in your chair you answer the call.

“Hello?” you say crossing your legs.

“Hey Y/N, its Tyler. I was just calling to see what time you got off tonight, i’d like to take you to dinner.”

“I should be done in an hour.” you reply

“Great, I'll pick you up around eight. Sound good?”

Before you can even answer he hangs up.

Your last client comes and goes quickly leaving you to lock up and head upstairs to your apartment. You walk in and call for Brea.

“Brea, I need your help picking out an outfit for a thing with Tyler tonight.” She was standing in the kitchen pouring two glasses of red wine. Walking into the kitchen, she hands you the glass and asks “Did you tell you where he's taking you?” Taking a sip you respond with “No but he's gonna be here in an hour.” She takes your glass from you and sits it on the counter. “You go shower and get ready, i’ll handle your outfit.” she says pushing you toward the bathroom.

After your shower you pull your hair into a sleek ponytail and put on makeup, doing a very simple eyeshadow look with a red lip. Walking into your room in your robe you see the outfit that Brea had picked out for you. It's a little black dress paired with nude heels, a nude clutch, and a leather jacket. You notice its almost eight so you dress quickly and walk out into the kitchen to finish your wine.

“Whoa killer.” Brea says looking you up and down. “You look hot, your going to have him begging on his knees for you by the end of the night.” Smirking you chug the rest of your wine, then hear a knock at the door.

Grabbing your purse you walk towards the door pulling it open. Tyler is standing there in an all black suit with the top two buttons of his shirt open and his hair wet and slicked back. Your staring but he's staring too.

“You look amazing.” he says looking into your eyes. Smiling at him you walk out the door closing it behind you. “Thanks you do to.” He puts his hand on your lower back as he guides you down the stairs and out the door to his car.

He opens the door for you as you gracefully get in, staring at you the whole time you do it. Once Tyler’s in the car he pulls away from the curb one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on his leg. Your eyes are drawn to his hand on the steering wheel, the way he maneuvers the wheel and the size of his hand. You’ve never found hands so sexy but his were, you wanted his hand gripping your thigh while he drove. You shifted in your seat, trying to ease the ache between your thighs when he said something to you.

“What?” you ask, not hearing his words over your thoughts. He laughs “I asked you if you were okay, you were just like staring off into space.” he responds. He was still grinning when he took his gaze off you to focus on the road. He was calling you out for staring at him, instead of being embarrassed, you were even more turned on.

Pulling up to a nice italian restaurant, Tyler once again came to open the door for you before the valet could, this time holding your hand as you walked through the doors. He had made a reservation so you were taken to your table right away. The lights in the restaurant were slightly dimmed and the table was in a secluded spot in the back. He pulled out your chair for you and sat across from you.

“Thanks for coming to dinner with me. I’ve been wanting to talk to you about the past.” he says. “Yes of course, but the past is in the past Tyler, it's been years.” The waiter comes over to take your drink order as you finish your sentence. You order red wine and Tyler opts for water, you look at him surprisingly. “I’m not really a wine drinker, and i'm driving.” he grins.

Your looking over the menus when he starts the conversation back up. “I just want to explain myself, I haven't forgotten about that night. I was an idiot to leave you like that and never speak to you again. I was young and my team had just won the stanley cup, that night something about you i was just so into you and it scared me.” Your both looking into each others eyes. “And when I saw you at the game the other night all those feelings came back.” He reaches across the table to hold your hand as he says this. You glance down at your intertwined hands and then look back up into his eyes. “I never thought I would see you again. I moved on, I put that night behind me, until I saw you and then it came back. I came to Dallas for a new start, so lets start fresh.”

The rest of dinner is filled with small talk and light conversation. Tyler asks you about work and simple questions like your favorite food and color. You asks him about hockey and his favorite things to do in Dallas.

“I’ll take you sightseeing the next day off I have.” he says. Tyler pays the check and you leave the restaurant.

On the way back to your apartment you can't help but stare at his hands again, his right is resting on the gear shift, its so close you could just reach out and grab it. Not thinking you grab his hand moving it away from the gear shift and putting it in your lap holding it in your hands. He looks over at you and smiles but pulls his hand away just to end up putting it on your thigh. You gasp when his cold hands touch your warm skin. Sorry he mouths to you while turning back to the road.

Back at your apartment you can't wait to get out of the car and upstairs. Tyler had tortured you rubbing lazy circles on your thigh the rest of the drive. You were drenched. Walking you inside he had his hand on your lower back hovering right above your ass. Getting to your door you went to open it but before you could do that Tyler had pressed himself against your back, he moved your ponytail to the side leaning in breathing on your neck, his hands were on your hips holding you in place against him. You tilted your head to the side as he started to kiss your neck making you shiver.

“Mmm, you gonna let me come in?” All you can do in that moment is shake your head yes.

Still holding you up against him he leans forward to open the door, he guides you in. “Where's your room.” he asks.

Holding his hands on your hips you lead him to your room, you open the door and he closes with his foot. Before he can lead you to the bed you turn around and push him against the door. His eyes are blazing, you run your hands up his stomach to his chest feeling his ripped muscles that are hidden under his shirt. You make it to the collar of his jacket taking it off leaning in to kiss his neck, you can feel that hes rock hard against you. Grabbing his hand you lead him to your bed and push him down to sit then straddle his lap. You lean in to kiss him, lightly grazing his lips at first then he nips at your bottom lip, you let his tongue in running your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to you. His hands are gripping your hips as he deepens the kiss, you rock your hips against him making him groan.

He pulls away resting his forehead against yours. “I hate to do this to you again but this time I promise ill come back. I don't want to push this to fast and I fly out again tomorrow. I'll be back this weekend.” he explains. You stand up “I’ll walk you out.” you say grabbing his hand you walk him through the apartment give him one last kiss and shut the door behind him as he leaves for what you hope isn't the last time.

#Tyler Seguin #nhl fanfiction #hot hockey players

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