Overtime(142)

“Told you,” he said triumphantly.

She grinned up at him, exhaling hard as the weight of the world rolled off her shoulders. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, he pressed his lips to her forehead while they waited for the doctor to find out what was making her bleed. It didn’t take long though until he hollered out.

“Aha,” he said and then lifted his head from between her legs. “Cervical polyps are the cause of your bleeding, and it looks like one of them is infected.”

“Will the baby be okay?” she asked, a little frantic.

“Is she going to be okay?” Jordie asked at the same time and the doctor nodded.

“Yes, to both of those questions. We’ll run a course of antibiotics and then schedule to have them removed once you’ve had the baby,” he said before standing and tapping her knees. “You, my friend, are going to be fine now that we know what is going on. If it happens again, wait for cramping before you rush in, okay? But I think this little bit is a fighter, and we’ll be welcoming him or her at full-term.”

Kacey shook as she nodded, her heart still pounding in her chest. “Okay.”

“And take it easy, no hanging from the chandelier sex, okay?” he said with a grin and Jordie snapped his fingers.

“Shit, that was the only kind of sex I liked. Now, what will we do? Missionary?” he teased and that had them both laughing, except for Kacey. She was still trying to recover from losing her shit.

“Take it easy, okay?” Dr. Richards asked and she nodded.

“No problem.”

“If it starts to happen a lot, then we’ll reevaluate. But let’s hope it doesn’t.”

“Yeah, for sure.”

“Okay, good. You’ll go back home, okay? Get some rest. Great game tonight, Jordie,” the doctor said before sending them a wave and leaving the room. Sitting up, Kacey let out a long breath and then looked at Jordie. He was smiling, but his shoulders were still taut, his eyes still wild with worry.

“Well, that was intense,” she said and he nodded.

“Yeah, scared me shitless. Are you okay?”

She nodded, taking his hand in hers before kissing the back of it. “I am. Thank you. You were really there for me.”

His lips quirked up as he came to her, kissing her knuckles. “That’s my job.”

“You were really great though, thank you. That would have been much worse if I didn’t have you,” she admitted as she laid her head against his chest and his fingers threaded through her hair.

“I learned from the best, you know,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. “You’re always there for me, Kacey. I couldn’t even begin to pay you back for what you do for me.”

Her eyes closed as she hugged him tighter. They had such a great system, such a strong love, and she really felt that nothing could come near them. They had been through some shitty shit, and Lord knew it wasn’t anywhere near over. She had months of pregnancy left, Jordie still had to get to his one year. And amidst all that, they had to keep their love strong, and Jordie had to bring home the Cup. But they’d take it one day at a time.

And each day she’d fall more in love with him.

Holding his gaze, she cupped his face as her heart exploded with love for him. “Well, good thing we have each other then.”

Ten months ago, when she found herself in the ER in Colorado for a miscarriage, she never thought in her entire life that she’d be saying those words ever again.

But she was.

And she couldn’t be any happier.

“Now, come on, let’s get home,” he suggested, helping her sit up even though she didn’t need him to. “I’ll stop and get you a Snickers and we’ll watch that movie of yours.”

She grinned. “You want to watch Notting Hill?”

He shrugged. “I will if you want to. I guess it’s growing on me. I like it when the chick begs for the guy back. I’m taking notes, you know,” he said with a wink and she laughed.

“You don’t need them,” she promised and he laughed.

“Eh, I don’t know. I might forget to put the toilet seat down or fall asleep when you’re talking or something else, no telling,” he teased and she giggled as she got up, feeling more in love with him than ever before.

“I’ll still love you, no speech needed.”

“I’m gonna hold that one for later,” he said with a wink and her heart soared.

Hell, she loved this man.

So damn much it hurt.



“So you think it’s a boy?”

Jordie looked over at Karson as they walked down the streets of Chicago, heading toward lunch with some of the guys. Karl was back at the hotel, sleeping since they’d had a late-night flight in. It was the season’s Fathers’ Trip and Karl was there for both Jordie and Karson. It was nice with him there, especially when he was wearing a shirt with both their names and numbers. Everyone teased him that he looked like a Little League dad, but he didn’t care. He was proud of his boys, as he said.

And it really meant a lot to Jordie that Karl was there for him too.

He hadn’t spoken to his mother since the parking lot when he found Kacey screaming at her. He was completely okay with that too. She had made a few Facebook posts, but he didn’t see them because he deleted her. Karl had though, and after cussing her out good one time, he deleted her too and cut off all contact. Jordie wanted to say he missed her, but he didn’t. He was too consumed with Kacey, the pregnancy, hockey, and his road to sobriety.