Monday, December 12, 2011

Chapter III-Lips of an Angel

Tyler smiled down at Hayli as he collapsed on top of her for the fifth time that morning; he was cleared to play again after he recovered from a high ankle sprain. He would be leaving Hayli for four days to go on the Bruins’ upcoming road trip to Pittsburgh then Winnipeg, where they would travel back to back then home again before leaving for another road game.

“I don’t want you to go,” Hayli whispered as Tyler tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.

Tyler kissed her softly, “I don’t want to go either but I have to. I’ll be back before you know it.”

Over the two months that Tyler was on the shelf with his injury, him and Hayli spent more time together than they had throughout the four years that they were together because Tyler was always busy with hockey. The past two months were nice and they fell even more in love that they were before.

Hayli had not seen or heard from Patrice in two weeks and she was grateful for that because it gave her more time to focus on her and Tyler’s relationship. They had spent the entire morning making love to each other before Tyler had to leave for the airport. Tyler’s alarm clock on his phone went off causing them to both groan as Tyler buried his face in Hayli’s shoulder, “Five more minutes.”

“Come on, let’s go take a shower,” Hayli said grabbing Tyler’s hand and pulling him with her towards their bathroom. They showered as quickly as they could, fooling around one more time before the water turned cold snapping them both back to reality.

Tyler groaned as Hayli pulled on the black lace bra and panties before sliding into one of his Bruins sweatshirts. Hayli tucked her jeans into her Uggs and grabbed Tyler’s car keys from the night stand.

“Do you want me to drive or are you driving?”

“I’ll drive,” Tyler smiled, “You can drive home.”

They drove to the airport in silence, Tyler holding Hayli’s hand the whole time as if his life depended on it. He never realized how much she was there for him until he needed her most. He loved her with everything he had and that’s why it was bittersweet leaving her.

Tyler pulled into the airport and Hayli sighed as she undid her seatbelt and got out. Tyler grabbed his bag out of the trunk and set it down on the ground. Hayli sighed as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead holding her to him.

She freed her hands from the hoodie pocket and wrapped them around him inhaling his scent. They stayed that way for several minutes since they wouldn’t see each other for almost a week.

“Please don’t go, Ty,” she said and Tyler heard the sadness in her voice.

“What’s gotten into you,” Tyler said pulling away giving her a kiss.

“I got used to having you around again, I’m sorry I’m overreacting.”

“No, baby, you’re not,” Tyler said pulling her to him once again.

“Come on man, we got to go,” Milan Lucic said to Tyler as he headed into the airport.

Hayli refused to let go and Tyler felt himself ready to cry, “I’ll be back before you know it, baby.”

“Call me when you land so I know you’re safe,” she replied pulling away to give him another kiss, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Tyler smiled letting go of her hand before grabbing his bag heading into the airport.

Patrice watched the interaction from the terminal that the Bruins were flying out of and he want to throw up when Tyler kissed Hayli. He didn’t know what had gotten into him, he was happily married to Stephanie but Hayli made him feel something that he had never felt before and it scared him.

Patrice boarded the plane forgetting about the two of them outside of the window as he fell into conversation with Zdeno Chara, “Where’s Seguin,” Claude Julien asked Brad Marchand who sat alone on the plane.

“He was making out with his girlfriend outside last time I checked,” Johnny Boychuk called from his seat towards the back of the plane.

“What the fuck, Marchand make yourself useful and tell the stewardess to tell the pilot we’re not leaving until we have Seguin on board,” Coach Julien said as he exited the plane that was still in the terminal and he followed the path to where the Bruins parked.

“I got to go,” Tyler said as he gave Hayli one last kiss. He felt guilty as he walked away from her the first time and went back to hug her one last time.

“I love you,” she whispered wiping away the tear that had fallen from her eyes.

“SEGUIN, LET’S GO,” Claude Julien called from the terminal, “OR WE’RE LEAVING WITHOUT YOU!”

“I love you,” Tyler said smiling as he placed one last kiss on her lips.

Hayli watched him go and wiped her eyes to fix her make-up that had smudged, “Hey whore,” Jamie’s voice called out. Hayli turned around and saw Jamie coming towards her, “You look like you need a little retail therapy in your life,” she said as she hugged Hayli who nodded.

I left Brad the car so we can take yours and Tyler’s, “I need new lingerie for my man.”

“Oh make me puke,” Hayli said, “I do not know about you and the Smurf’s sex life.”

“Smurf,” Jamie laughed, “That’s a new one.”

“Let’s just get out of here before I run onto the plane and drag Tyler off,” Hayli said laughing as Jamie climbed into the passenger seat of Tyler’s Range Rover.

They drove to the closest Victoria’s Secret store which wasn’t that far away from the airport. They browsed around and Hayli couldn’t help but use all of the coupons that she had and in the end she got $1000 worth of stuff for almost $500. She wished they had a Bruins collection so she could wear the underwear for Tyler but he liked the Patriots since he was now into everything Boston had. She bought everything Patriots and Red Sox. Her credit card was now to the limit but she would pay it off on pay day when she got her pay check from the marketing firm she was currently working at.

Hayli was looking around the store after placing her bags in the car while she waited for Jamie to finish shopping when her phone went off. She saw that she had a text message from a number in Boston but she didn’t know who it was.

Does your boyfriend always brag to Marchand about your sex life?

Hayli looked at the text message and frowned before typing back a reply.

Who is this?

You know Segs really shouldn’t leave his phone hanging around the locker room unattended

Seriously, who the hell is this?

Calm down, it’s Patrice. I took your number out of Segs’ phone last week while he was in the shower

What are you talking about my boyfriend talks about my sex life to Brad?

He’s sitting here bragging about how he made you come six times this morning. I thought he’d respect you a little bit more than that.

Tyler had a huge amount of respect for Hayli, he felt guilty for telling Brad about their sex life but he at the same time wanted to brag to the older man that he could satisfy his girlfriend. Patrice knew that the younger men didn’t know he heard their conversation and it made him angry to know that Tyler was putting his and Hayli’s personal business out there. Brad had a big mouth and would tell the entire locker room. Patrice knew he would defend Hayli without making it obvious that he was having an affair with her.

I haven’t stopped thinking about you

Hayli looked through the racks of lingerie and spotted the leopard print cut out ruffled teddy. She tried it on and she knew she looked sexy in it. Tyler would have loved it but he didn’t deserve it after he bragged to Brad about their sex life. Hayli swallowed her pride and bought it for Patrice. It was against her better judgment but she needed to see the Frenchman.

Hayli swallowed hard as she sent the picture of herself wearing the lingerie to Patrice. It was out of character for her and she didn’t know what suddenly came over her besides the angry feeling towards Tyler.

Patrice felt the crotch of his pants tighten as he opened the attachment on his phone. Hayli looked beautiful with her long brown hair down and the lingerie on matching her dark skin tone.

Are you trying to kill me?

I figured Tyler didn’t deserve it so when you get back, it’s all yours if you want it

I want it really bad, trust me. My wife is out of town Wednesday through Tuesday, come over on Sunday when we get back Columbus?

I’ll think about it

Tell Segs you’re going to your friend’s house

Hayli deleted all of the text messages that she and Patrice had exchanged. Jamie was standing outside and Hayli paid for the lingerie, stuffing it in her purse so Jamie wouldn’t notice and she headed outside to the car where they drove to a nearby restaurant for lunch.

Patrice sat on the plane and listened to Brad ask questions about Hayli to Tyler. Patrice had heard enough and he leaned over the seat to say something to the two of them, “Tyler doesn’t have to answer any questions. It’s not your business what he does with his girlfriend. I don’t see you going around bragging about what you do with your girlfriend, so stay out of his business.”

Tyler smirked as Brad glared at Patrice, “Thank you,” Tyler mouthed and Patrice nodded his head turning around to finish the movie on his laptop. He was still angry with Tyler for telling intimate details of his and Hayli’s sex life but he saw how uncomfortable Tyler was with Brad interrogating him.

The Bruins returned home Wednesday night after going 1-1 on the road trip. Tyler was scratched for Tuesday’s game after missing a team meeting thanks to sleeping in after talking to Hayli all night on the phone. He didn’t take his scratch lightly and all he wanted to do when he got home was be in Hayli’s arms and sleep for hours with her next to him but he never got that chance because Hayli wasn’t home. There was a note on the counter telling him that she had went out with Carly and Anna.

Tyler sighed as he made his way to the bathroom where he took a hot shower and fell asleep alone in bed waiting for Hayli to come home.

Hayli let herself into Patrice’s house using the key that he had told her was in the flower pot by the door. Stephanie’s car was gone out of the garage which meant she was on her way back to Quebec to visit her family for almost a week.

“Hayli,” Patrice called out from the doorway, “Are you here?”

“I’m upstairs,” Hayli called out and Patrice kicked his shoes off at the door and ran up the stairs. He thanked God he only travelled home in a white button down shirt and dress pants. It made it easier to get undressed when he had to. When Patrice walked up the stairs, he saw the lights to one of the guestrooms on.

“This isn’t my room,” he said.

“I think you owe it to your wife not to fuck someone else in your bed,” Hayli replied, “I already feel guilty as it is and I don’t want to feel even worse.”

Patrice smirked as he made his way over to the bed and ran his calloused hands over her exposed sides causing her to shiver, “You’re so fucking hot. Seriously, do you know how many cold showers I took every time I looked at that picture,” he whispered into her ear as he pushed her back roughly on the bed. Hayli removed his shirt and ran her hands over his chest and stomach before their lips met in another heated kiss. Before Hayli knew it, Patrice entered her swiftly and she moaned his name as he made her come like she never had before, not even with Tyler. Patrice was gentle and took his time whispering sweet nothings in her ear as he reached his climax and collapsed on top of her.

The two of them laid there for a while and Hayli was almost asleep when she stood up to get dressed, “I have to go,” she said as Patrice groaned.

“Stay the night, please,” he asked.

“I have to get home to Tyler, he thinks I’m out with Carly and Anna. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

“You better,” Patrice smirked, “I’ll call you.”

Hayli leaned down and gave him a quick kiss but Patrice grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. He deepened the kiss and Hayli groaned as his beard brushed her chest as he licked her cleavage, “I really have to go.”

“Are you sure,” Patrice smirked.

“I’ll see you this weekend.”

“I’m holding you to that,” he called out as he heard her walk down the stairs and the door shut behind her.

Hayli arrived home and took a shower before climbing in bed next to Tyler who was asleep. Kissing his cheek, she whispered she loved him before turning over and going to sleep feeling the guilt wash over her again.

Tyler woke up the next morning with Hayli’s head on his chest and he looked at the clock next to the bed. He had morning skate which meant Hayli would still be asleep when he came back home. When he arrived home, he saw Hayli cooking pasta for him to eat before he left for the game.

“Nice to see your home,” Tyler spat causing Hayli to snap her head up from the griddle of chicken that she was cooking.

“Excuse me,” she asked.

“I thought you’d be out with Carly and Anna, clearly they are more important than I am to you.”

“You are psycho,” she replied turning the chicken off before putting it on the cutting board that was on the counter.

“I came home last night and all I wanted to do was come home to my girlfriend but I couldn’t because she was out with her friends. I needed you last night after fucking being scratched on Tuesday and you weren’t here.”

“You seriously need to calm down. I don’t see you for four days and when I do, this is how you treat me?”

“Whatever, I’m going to take a nap.”

Hayli winced as she heard their bedroom door slam. The Bruins were shut out that night by Jose Theodore and the Florida Panthers which made Tyler even crankier than he was. He spent all day Friday at Brad and Jamie’s before leaving for Columbus without saying goodbye while Jamie and Hayli went out drinking. The Bruins brought home the win from Columbus and Hayli was on her way to Patrice’s house shortly after Tyler had gotten home. They had gotten into another fight because he was still mad about everything that had happened on Wednesday.

Hayli called Patrice and he told her to come spend the night since Tyler was being a jackass. When Hayli arrived, Patrice opened the door and pulled her into the house kissing her as if she was coming home from a long day at work. Patrice’s hands fiddled with the hem of her t-shirt but she pushed him away.

“Not tonight,” she whispered, “I’m sorry but I really just need some sleep.”

Patrice nodded his head and guided Hayli over to the couch. He turned on Christmas Vacation and he heard Hayli’s breathing become even. She was sound asleep on his chest and he kissed her forehead before turning the TV off. Laying back on the couch, Patrice brought Hayli down gently on his chest and wrapped the quilt around the two of them before he two drifted off to sleep.

Hayli woke up in the middle of the night to her phone ringing, “Hello,” she grumbled.

“Please come home,” Tyler begged, “I can’t sleep without you, where are you?”

“I crashed at Lindsay’s last night,” she lied, “I’ll be home in the morning.”

“I’m sorry for being an asshole,” Tyler said and Hayli looked down at Patrice who was getting ready to snore. Hayli stood up and walked into kitchen where she finished the call with Tyler.

“I’m sorry too.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Hayli was doing something wrong, she was doing Patrice, “Get some sleep,” Hayli said, “I love you and I’ll be home in the morning.”

“I love you too,” he said, “Goodnight, baby.”

“Goodnight, Tyler.”

Patrice heard Hayli on the phone when he woke up because he no longer felt her laying on his chest. He knew it was Tyler and Hayli was torn between her boyfriend and him, both he and Hayli were just as guilty in this whole situation. They both knew it was wrong but to them it felt right and they were both making it hard to be faithful.

Friday, November 11, 2011

Chapter II-Beautiful Liar

Hayli closed the door behind her quietly and put her wristlet on the kitchen counter before walking to her and Tyler's bedroom. Tyler was sound asleep on his stomach with the sheets hanging low on his waist.

Hayli tip-toed to the bed and pulled the sheet down and the blanket over him, kissing his cheek before going into the bathroom to take a shower. Throwing her dress into the hamper by the door, Hayli grabbed a towel from the cabinet below the sink. Looking into the mirror, Hayli saw the mascara tracks from her crying the whole way home in the cab.

Tyler didn't deserve this; he'd been the best thing that had ever happened to Hayli. The two of them met in high school, Tyler being the popular jock and Hayli the nerd.

Tyler never gave Hayli the time of day, until his parents bought a house that happened to be right next door to Hayli and her family. Their rooms were directly across from each other. Hayli was sitting next to the sliding door doing homework in her room when she saw the dark figure standing outside.

She screamed causing her books to fall on the floor when she heard someone laugh.

"I'm so sorry," Tyler said, "I didn't mean to scare you."

"Jesus Christ," she said, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I needed help with my Physics homework," he smiled stepping into the room.

"If you'd stop staring at Susie Hoskank's tits for five minutes in class, maybe you would know what you're doing."

Tyler stood there like a statue not knowing what to say, Hayli had put him in his place and he was too stunned to say anything.

"Never mind," he said, "I'll do it myself or I'll just copy Tyler's tomorrow."

Tyler turned to leave and Hayli grabbed his arm, "Sit down," she demanded pointing to the floor. Tyler did as he was told and opened his book to the right page as Hayli took a seat across from him.

“Who discovered the modern day battery,” Tyler asked going through the review questions.

“Look on page 50, it’s on there,” Hayli replied growing irritated with Tyler who just wanted the answers and didn’t want to do any work.

“You’re not going to tell me the answer?”

“You don’t learn that way, you learn by challenging yourself and actually picking up the book every once and awhile.”

Tyler turned the page and read through page before writing down an answer, “Faraday,” he asked and Hayli nodded her head.

The two of them finished their homework in silence before Tyler stood up to leave, “Thanks for the help,” he replied smiling.

“You’re welcome, see you tomorrow.”

“Want a ride?”

“My mom usually drops me off before she leaves for work at 6.”

“I leave at 7:30, sleep in a little bit, I’ll drive you.”

“Tyler, don’t take this the wrong way but I am already picked on, showing up with you will just make it worse.”

Tyler reached out and hugged Hayli, “Just trust me,” he whispered before walking out of the door and across the lawn to his house.

Hayli snapped out of her thoughts and stared at the person in the mirror. Wiping her eyes of the tears before removing her make-up, she slipped into the shower and let the hot water relax her body. Hayli showered until the water went cold. When she slipped back into the room wearing a towel, she saw Tyler was still sleeping. Looking at the clock and noticing it was only eight o’clock in the morning; Hayli walked over to the dresser and grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt before heading into the living room.

Lying down on the couch, Hayli sighed as she fell asleep. She felt too guilty to crawl into bed next to Tyler after spending the night with Patrice. Tyler woke up to find an empty bed next to him, he wiped the sleep out of his eyes as he stood up and saw Hayli’s shoes. He walked down the hall to the living room and saw her on the couch. Tyler kissed her forehead before deciding to let her sleep. After he showered, he wrapped a towel around his waist and stood behind the couch gently shaking her awake.

“Hayli,” he whispered, “Baby, wake up.”

“Tyler,” she mumbled and he smiled before walking around the couch to sit down on the coffee table that was facing her.

“Happy birthday, baby,” he said as she sat up and he kissed her on the lips.

“Thank you.”

Hayli felt her stomach drop as Tyler smiled at her. Tyler sat down next to her on the couch and Hayli crawled into his lap wrapping her arms around his waist, and putting her head on his chest.

“Are you okay,” he asked.

“I’m fine,” she lied, “Just tired.”

Tyler kissed her forehead gently and Hayli kissed his jaw, “Are you still drunk,” he joked causing her to laugh.

“No, I’m fine, just hung over. I missed you so much last night.”

Tyler smiled, “I missed you too. I was lonely without you here.”

“I love you,” she whispered feeling the dagger go deeper in her heart.

“I love you too,” Tyler replied reaching underneath the couch cushion, pulling out a card envelope that he had hidden there that contained the spa package he had gotten her for her birthday.

“What’s this,” she asked.

“It’s your Birthday present.”

Hayli smiled as she ripped the envelope open and saw the gift certificate to the Bella Santé spa, the most expensive spa in Boston.

“Tyler,” she gasped.

“You deserved it, you work so hard with school and you are always home alone when I’m gone, I figured it’d be nice for you to escape for a day.”

“Thank you,” she replied giving him a kiss, “I love it.”

“Read the card,” he said as Hayli opened it.

Dear Hayli,

I love you with all of my heart; you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me. I know I can’t give you the world but I’ll give you whatever I can to make your world perfect since you are my world. I know you hate it when I am gone but never once have you complained. You have supported me through everything and I just wanted you to know that I love you very much. I know we’re young, and we have a long road ahead of us, but look how long we’ve lasted. You are my everything, I know I’m not the easiest person to live with, and I don’t tell you how much you mean to me but just know you mean a lot and I love you more than anything in this entire world.



Hayli looked up at Tyler and let the tears fall freely. The letter was the last nail in the coffin that Hayli had found herself in, and she buried her head in his chest and cried. Tyler rubbed her back soothingly and whispered how much he loved her in her ear.

Hayli decided to put on a mask, pretend like nothing was wrong, and enjoy the day that Tyler had planned for them. When they pulled apart, Tyler kissed her forehead and leaned his forehead against hers, “Brad and Jamie are joining us tonight, it was important to Jamie that she go with us because she didn’t get to go last night. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all, I’d like that,” Hayli smiled.

“Want to go get some lunch, just the two of us?”

“Sure,” Hayli smiled as she stood up from the couch and headed to their bedroom to get dressed. She noticed Tyler behind her in the mirror as she finished her mascara, “I still think you’re beautiful without it,” he smiled as Hayli set the tube down on her side of the sink.

Hayli looked up and smiled as she unscrewed the lid off of her lip gloss, “I think you’re beautiful too,” she said causing Tyler to laugh.

“Brad tells me all the time,” he joked causing Hayli to roll her eyes.

“I forgot, Jamie and I are in a relationship with the lovers of the Boston Bruins.”

“Bite me,” Tyler said wrapping his arms around her waist as he stared at her in the mirror.

“Maybe later,” Hayli replied leaning her head against his chest. Tyler kissed the side of her neck and Hayli smiled even though she wanted to cry as Tyler’s lips hit the make-up covered hickey from Patrice.

“I’m holding you to that,” he replied, “Are you ready?”

Hayli nodded her head and they left the apartment to head over to Caffé Vittoria, a small Italian café in Boston that Tyler knew was Hayli’s favorite restaurant, tonight he was taking her to L’Espalier, a small French restaurant in the city. Brad insisted on Tremont 647 but Tyler told him no because it was the restaurant where him and Brad were known as the shirtless drunks on the bar.

Tyler and Hayli made small talk over lunch and they walked around the city taking in the Boston fall in Boston Common.

“Let’s go on a boat ride,” Tyler said and Hayli nodded her head in agreement as Tyler lead her to the small bridge.

Tyler wrapped his arm around her waist and they were cuddled together on the small bench on the boat as they rowed down the small pond. Hayli forgot all about what had happened the night before as Tyler placed a kiss on her lips and they got lost in their own little world.

Tyler kept his arm around Hayli as they docked and headed to their car to head home. Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was time to go home and get changed to head out with Brad and Jamie.

“What’s up Ho-li,” Brad said as Hayli stepped into the living room.

“Don’t you look handsome,” she said complimenting Brad who was completely shocked that she didn’t fire back an insult.

“Aw, no comeback, princess?”

“Leave her alone before I slap the shit out of you,” Jamie said hugging Hayli, “Happy Birthday, sweetie.”

“Thanks,” Hayli smiled fixing the purple dress that she was wearing. Jamie was wearing a black dress with lace sleeves, both Brad and Tyler had on suits.

“They clean up nicely, don’t they,” Hayli said as Brad and Tyler argued in the mirror over who looked the hottest.

“You both look like tools,” Jamie snapped, “Let’s go.”

Tyler drove them to the restaurant in his Range Rover, “I was going to book a limo but not even Tyler Seguin can get a limo at the last minute. There isn’t enough glass seats in the world for the owner and his kids.”

“Oh, how tragic,” Brad said, “Strap the bitch to the roof.”

“We need two cars, one for you and one for your nose,” Hayli said and Brad kneed the back of her seat.

“Bradley,” Jamie snapped, “Act your fucking age for once in your life.”

Tyler laughed, reaching across the console, taking Hayli’s hand in his own. Hayli smiled slightly before staring out the window watching the skyline appear in the distance.

When they arrived to the restaurant, Hayli and Jamie went to the bathroom to fix their make-up. Tyler and Brad were seated at a table in the back; the restaurant was crowded on a Saturday night as usual. Patrice and his wife, Stephanie walked into the restaurant.

“Patrice,” Brad greeted standing up, “What’s up?”

“Not much, how are you guys,” Patrice asked shaking both of their hands.

“We’re great, just out celebrating my girl’s birthday,” Tyler replied and Patrice felt his palms go sweaty at the mention of Hayli.

“Tell her that I said Happy Birthday,” Patrice smiled.

“Why don’t you guys join us,” Brad said, “We have two extra chairs and Tyler doesn’t mind, the more, the merrier right?”

Patrice asked Stephanie if it was okay with her and she agreed. Patrice pulled out the chair for her and they sat down falling into conversation with both Tyler and Brad. Patrice was hoping that Stephanie would say no because he knew it would be awkward between him and Hayli.

Hayli and Jamie were walking back from the bathroom when Hayli stopped dead in her tracks as she noticed Patrice sitting at the table. He was talking to Brad when he looked up and caught her eye; he smiled slightly as Jamie turned around and asked her if she was okay. Hayli lied and said she was before she sat down next to Tyler giving him a kiss on his cheek feeling Patrice’s eyes on her.

The only open seat after Jamie sat down was in between Tyler and Patrice. Stephanie wished her a “Happy Birthday,” and Hayli felt the bile rise in her throat. After dinner was over and they fell into conversation about the parade, Hayli felt a hand brush her thigh repeatedly. She gasped as she felt the finger tips grace the inside of her thigh, looking over at Patrice who was smirking as the table wasn’t paying attention to him, she slapped his hand away and moved her chair closer to Tyler.

Tyler smiled at her as she leaned closer; he placed a kiss on her lips before the waiter brought a cake out to the table. The table quietly sang to Hayli. Hayli excused herself from the table to go to the bathroom after they finished the cake. Hayli was standing in the sink splashing her face with water when she felt someone come in behind her.

“It’s just me,” Patrice whispered.

“Get the hell out of here,” Hayli snapped, “I told you we were done this morning.”

“Hayli,” he whispered reaching out for her, “Don’t say that.”

Hayli left the bathroom and rejoined them at the table, “Are you ready to go,” Tyler asked as she came back to the table.

“I’m ready when you are,” she smiled fidgeting.

“Are you okay,” he asked.

“I’m fine, I promise,” she replied and Tyler took her word and they headed back to their apartment where Hayli was going to open her gift from Brad and Jamie.

As they drove back to the apartment, Hayli felt guilty. Tyler had made her birthday special, and she was grateful but she couldn’t enjoy it lying to him and to herself that she was done with Patrice.

I can’t laugh about it
It’s not worth my time
I can live without him
Just a beautiful liar

Chapter I-You and Tequila

Tyler Seguin hobbled down the hall of his apartment in Boston on his crutches. Tonight was his girlfriend’s twenty-first birthday and he would be served at the clubs in Boston if he went out but he was out with a high ankle sprain and was ordered to stay home and rest, so he was listening to the doctor’s orders and staying in. There would be no shirtless table dancing for him and Brad tonight which put a damper on their plans to be Hayli’s strippers.

“Babe, what time are you leaving,” Tyler asked stepping into the room where Hayli was sitting at the desk in their bedroom with a mirror in front of her putting her make-up on.

Hayli smiled at him in the mirror as she finished putting her mascara on, “We’re leaving at nine.”

Tyler wrapped his arms around her waist before nuzzling his face in her neck, “I don’t know why you wear all of that make-up, you’re beautiful.”

“Thanks baby,” she replied, “I wish you could come with me.”

“Me too, trust me if I had it my way I’d be there.”

“Can’t you just go against the doctor’s orders for one night,” she asked turning around so she was face to face with Tyler who smiled down at her and kissed her lips.

“Mmm, I wish,” he said pulling away when the doorbell rang.

“That’d be Lindsay, Anna, and Carly,” Hayli said standing up, “I’ll call you later. Is Brad coming over to keep you company?”

“Yep,” Tyler replied, “Jamie has to work the night shift at the hospital tonight.”

“I know, that’s why she couldn’t come out tonight.”

Hayli walked out of the room and Tyler hobbled after her, “Be safe,” he said as she opened the door and he waved to Lindsay.

“I will,” she smiled giving him a kiss, “Get some rest until Brad gets here. I love you.”

“I love you too,” Tyler whispered against her lips.

Hayli pulled away and Tyler pulled her to him once more, “I mean it, be safe. I worry about you, a lot.”

“I worry about you too, especially after the Lokomotiv crash.”

“I’ll always be here,” Tyler said giving her another kiss, “I don’t want to ruin your night and make you late, have fun,” he smiled and Hayli walked around down the hall with Lindsay.

Hayli arrived at Royale Nightclub in Boston with her friends and they went straight to the bar to get Hayli a drink. After showing the bartender her ID, Hayli ordered a Long Island Iced Tea and headed towards the VIP room that Tyler had booked for them.

Hayli and the girls sat in the VIP room laughing and drinking their drinks dancing around the empty room since the dance floor was packed. Hayli looked at her watch and gestured to the door. Lindsay nodded her head and Hayli slipped out to call Tyler.

“Hey baby,” Tyler said and she heard gunshots in the background which meant him and Brad were playing Gears of War or Call of Duty whatever game they felt was popular at the moment.

“How’s your ankle,” Hayli asked.

“Eh, it’s propped up on the coffee table while Brad and I play xBox.”

“He isn’t shirtless, is he? I don’t need his pork fat stains on the furniture,” she said and Tyler laughed.

“What she say about me,” Hayli heard Brad ask in the background.

“She said you better have a shirt on because she doesn’t need your pork fat stains on the couch.”


“Bradley, you are in that river in Egypt again,” Hayli joked earning a fuck you and she heard Tyler laugh.

“Are you drunk yet,” Tyler asked.

“Nope, not yet, I’m sure you will be getting a drunken phone call from me telling you all of the things that I want to do to you. Which by the way, I owe you after your wakeup call this morning,” Hayli smirked knowing Tyler was blushing on the other end.

“Hey,” he warned knowing Brad would have it spread throughout the locker room with his big mouth.

Hayli laughed, “I’m going to head back in, I’ll call you later. I love you.”

“Love you too, be safe, and Hayli,” Tyler said before she hung up.


“Don’t do anything that I wouldn’t do,” he joked before ending the call causing Hayli to laugh.

Brad was now on the other end and made a kissing noise and said he loved her too earning another fuck you from Hayli who shook her head before heading back into the club. Making her way back to the VIP room, Hayli grabbed her clutch and headed back to the bar for another drink.

“What can I get for you,” the bartender asked.

“Long Island iced tea,” Hayli replied when she felt a body squeeze in next to her and ask for a Miller Lite. Hayli wasn’t paying attention to the man when she heard the accent, turning her head slightly, she recognized him as Tyler’s teammate.

“Hi Patrice,” she said to the tall Frenchman.

Patrice turned his head and looked at her for a second before it dawned upon him who she was, “It’s Hayli, right,” he asked.

“Yep,” she smiled, “How are you?”

“I’m good, how about you? Is Segs here?”

“Nope, he’s at home resting his ankle with Brad keeping him company.”

“So, let me get this straight…he’s spending time with his boyfriend while his girlfriend is out on the town with her friends? Are you even old enough to drink?”

“Just turned twenty-one today,” Hayli replied proudly as the bartender set her and Patrice’s drinks on the bar.

Hayli went to hand the bartender the twenty dollar bill when Patrice moved her hand out of the way and told the bartender he was paying for the both of them.

“Patrice, you didn’t have to do that,” she said.

“Happy Birthday,” he said smiling turning so that his back was leaning against the bar and he could overlook the dance floor, “Where are your friends?”

“In the VIP room, Tyler booked it for us. Thanks for the drink by the way.”

“Anytime,” Patrice replied with a smile.

Hayli and Patrice made their way to the VIP room after a couple of fans noticed he was there and kept bothering him.

“Hey guys,” Hayli said as Patrice followed her into the VIP room, “This is Patrice, Tyler’s teammate.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m Lindsay.”

Patrice shook her hand before being stripped from his garments by the eyes of Carly and Anna, “Are they always like this,” Patrice asked as Anna sipped from her straw seductively.

“Only around hot guys,” Hayli replied not realizing what she said and Patrice smirked. Anna, Carly, and Lindsay made their way to the dance floor.

“Want to dance,” Patrice asked Hayli who nodded her head. Holding out his hand, Patrice lead Hayli to the dance floor.

“Yeah 3x” by Chris Brown was playing and Hayli moved to the beat.

“Want another drink,” he asked when the song was over and Hayli nodded her head before following him to the bar.

After several shots of tequila later, both Hayli and Patrice losing count after the tenth one, they were drunk. Anna, Carly, and Lindsay were back in the VIP room and both Hayli and Patrice were lost in their own little world on the dance floor. Hayli felt the proximity between the two of them grow closer and soon they were grinding to whatever music the DJ was playing.

“Let’s get out of here,” Patrice whispered in Hayli’s ear and they headed for the door.

Patrice waved down a taxi and Hayli was too drunk to even realize what was going on, “Where to,” the driver asked.

“Closest hotel,” Patrice said tossing the driver a hundred dollar bill as he pulled Hayli towards him and claimed his lips with hers. Hayli moaned as his fingers ran up and down her bare arms.

“Patrice,” she moaned as he kissed the skin above her breasts.

The driver pulled up in front of a Holiday Inn and Patrice booked a room. Before the doors of the elevators were closed, Patrice had Hayli pinned up against the wall. Both of them too drunk to notice that they were cheating on their significant others.

Patrice pulled away from Hayli and grabbed her hand leading her down the hall to the room. Sliding the keycard into the door, Patrice threw it on the dresser before grabbing Hayli and throwing her down on the bed. Patrice unzipped her dress and slid it off eagerly before he removed her bra and underwear leaving her there naked touching herself as he stared at her.

“Merde,” he muttered as she climbed to her knees and undid the white button down he was wearing with the sleeves rolled up. Sliding the shirt off of his shoulders, she moved her lips to his collarbone. Patrice groaned as Hayli ran a fingernail over his jean clad erection.

Hayli unfastened his pants and found him with no boxers on, smirking; she let the denim fall to the floor. Patrice couldn’t hold back anymore and grabbed a condom from the box that he had purchased in the hotel gift shop and slid it over his length. Throwing Hayli on her back, Patrice entered her with one swift thrust causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Patrice picked up his pace and soon Hayli was clawing his back with her nails and they were crying out each other’s names as they both went over the edge. Patrice collapsed on top of her kissing her neck gently before sliding out of her and throwing the used condom into the trashcan beside the bed. Pulling the blankets over them, Patrice and Hayli fell into a drunken slumber.

Hayli groaned as she heard her phone ringing, she woke up and felt arms around her waist and when she looked around the room she noticed she was in a hotel. Looking down at the sleeping body next to her, she gasped and put her hand to her mouth in disbelief as she looked under the sheets and saw that both she and Patrice were naked.


Hayli knew she was in trouble; she slept with one of Tyler’s teammates. One of his married teammates at that, she had just cheated on her boyfriend of four years who had remained faithful to her throughout that time.

Her thoughts were interrupted again as her cell phone rang, grabbing it out of the clutch that was abandoned on the pile with her clothes, she answered the call.

“Hey baby, where are you? It’s late,” Tyler asked.

“I’m so sorry, I got drunk and Lindsay took me home with her,” Hayli lied, “I’ll be home in the morning.”

“I got worried,” Tyler admitted making Hayli feel guilty, “I couldn’t sleep until I knew you were safe.”

“I’ll be home in the morning, I promise,” Hayli said suddenly feeling lips on the back of her neck as Patrice moved hair out of the way.

“Alright, I love you,” Tyler said.

Hayli felt her heart in her throat, “I love you too,” she whispered ending the call before turning to look at Patrice.

“Aren’t you married,” she asked and Patrice nodded his head.

“Aren’t you with Segs,” he asked suddenly turning Hayli’s question around on her.

“This can’t happen again,” she said standing up to collect her clothes but Patrice grabbed her wrist and pulled her down on top of him entering her slowly.

“It’s going to happen again,” he smirked against her lips as their bodies rocked together, “You and that tequila made me crazy, you think I’m giving that up?”

Hayli knew hockey players were stubborn, she knew one her whole life and she also knew that this situation she suddenly found herself in was one she wasn’t going to give up so easily, she had the drug once and suddenly she was hooked.


I say I won't be long just hanging with the girls
A lie I didn't have to tell
Because I know where I'm about to go
and I know it very well

Hayli Samuels and Tyler Seguin grew up next door to each other. Hayli was a year older and the nerd at her and Tyler's high school. Tyler had it all, the looks and the talent with girls throwing themselves at him but all he wanted was Hayli. When Hayli was picked on, Tyler stuck up for her and out of all the girls he could have taken to prom, he took Hayli.

Now a Stanley Cup Champion and in his sophomore season in the NHL, Tyler and Hayli are living together in Boston. Hayli is turning 21 and Tyler is at home nursing an injury. Hayli hits the town with her friends and does the unthinkable with one of Tyler's teammates.

Patrice Bergeron is a Stanley Cup Champion and an assistant captain for the Boston Bruins. Recently married and expecting his first child, he does the unthinkable with his young teammates girlfriend.

What will happen when a one night stand turns into an affair where both relationships and friendships are torn apart.