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“What did he get you?” Her mom asked but she just kissed me.
“Plane tickets to Vegas.” She finally replied.
“Really?” asked her dad. We just nodded. “Wow.”
“When do you go?” Grandma Nonie asked.
“Near the end of June, I will be there for the NHL award show and thought I’d bring her along.” I explained.
“That is very nice of you.”
“This so cool I’ve never been to Vegas.” I just smiled at her. I still haven’t decided when I was going to propose. Vegas doesn’t seem like the place to get engaged just hitched! We chatted some more with her family before we decided to part ways. I kissed her goodbye and told her I’d see her on Tuesday.
We lost the game the day next day in Montreal and pushed it to a Game 6. It was also a home game. Lys came over for a bit on Tuesday evening. We just ate dinner and watched some TV.
“Hey guess what!” she told me. I just shrugged. “I have an interview in DC!!!”
“Oh that’s awesome, congratulations!” I gave her a big kiss. “When is it?”
“Next Wednesday.” She smiled.
“Awesome!”
“I know it’s great!” I was happy for her I really was but the wheels started turning in my head. What if she got the job and then decided to stay down there. She would be closer to Ovechkin and Bacstrom and then who knows what her feelings would be like toward me.
The next day, Lys was in attendance for the game.
“Oh boys! I have a surprise for you!” she called into the locker room! Then Natale and Alex appeared. “I thought we could be your good luck charms for the game tonight!”
“Fer sure!” Sidney commented and kissed Natale.
“Thank you Lys” Geno told her when he pulled his fiancé close. We kissed our girls and they wished us good luck. Unfortunately the game turned out to be horrible. The Canadians kicked us out of the playoffs and they went onto the next round. Everyone was so bummed. That was the last game ever played in the Mellon arena. We heard the girls footsteps in the locker room.
“You played well babe.” She told me and kissed my lips. All I wanted to do was go home and cuddle with her. And that is what I did.
Over the next few days we cleaned out our lockers at the Mellon. Lys had her interview in DC and she was also spending with both of her Alex’s and staying with her cousins. She shortly returned home after declining the job.
“It just wasn’t right for me.” She told me on the phone when she got home. We chatted for a little bit then went to bed.
“Are you ready babe?” I asked her as we boarded the plane. Our trip to Vegas was amazing but now I have a surprise for her.
“Flight 3489 is now boarding to New York City.” I started to get up and gather my our carry ons.
“Come on Lys we are changing planes there.” I told her.
“Isn’t it funny how we have to pass the city to get to it.” She said. She had no idea what was going on and I loved it! We were on the plane leaving Vegas and headed straight to NYC.
“So Lys I lied.” I told her when we were walking through the terminal again. She gave me that look.” We are not switching planes here, we are actually spending a few days here.” Her whole face lit up!
“Are you serious?!”
“Very much so!”
“AH! Thank you so much!” she kissed me. I love to see her happy. I have decided that this is where I want to propose to Lys but I am just not sure where to do it exactly. “Jordan can we walk across the Brooklyn Bridge?” That’s it! I’ll propose to her on her favorite bridge tomorrow.
“Sure thing sweetie.” We got to the hotel and no sooner did she put her suitcase down did she want to explore. We spent the afternoon and evening walking around Chinatown and Little Italy. I was beat by the time my head hit the pillow.
“Good morning!” I kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back and we just stayed like that for awhile. “Where would you like to go today?”
“Shopping” She smiled at me “…and the Brooklyn Bridge.” By the time we got our lazy butts out the door it was after 12. No surprise where Lys wanted to go the Virgin Mobile store, Toys R Us, Sephora, Macy’s, and all the shops in Times Square. She really didn’t buy that much stuff considering she loves to shop and she paid with her own money for some of it, which I argued with her every time we went to the cashier. I was her boyfriend, I should be spending all this money on her and here she is Miss Independent. But I can’t complain, I love her for that – just not right now when I want to spoil her. So I took her to the Coach store.
“Hello Mr. Staal, how are you today?”
“I’m well and yourself.” She replied. It was that same woman from a few months earlier.
“Is this the lucky lady?” I nodded and Lys looked utterly confused, it was cute. “Looking for anything special today?” We shook our heads no and then Lys found the bag she wanted.
“Why don’t you get the matching wallet or wristlet?” I said to her.
“Seriously?” I just nodded to her. “I love you!” she kissed me. We paid for everything and dropped the bags back off at the hotel before going to dinner. After dinner we took the subway over to Brooklyn so that we can walk back over the bridge.
“Oh Jordan this is so beautiful.” She told me as we walked farther on the bridge. I was looking for the perfect spot. We got half way there, under the arches, and stopped to look at the inscriptions on the stone. This was perfect. “Hey Jordan look at this.” She turned around to face me but I was already done on one knee. “Jordan?” I pulled the ring out.
“Alyssa Leigh, I love you, you are my other half. I cannot imagine my life without you. Will you marry me?” I saw the tears start to swell up in her eyes.
“Yes! I love you too” I put the ring on her finger and kissed her. Then I asked a passerby to take our picture. Lys was in tears and I was smiling like that butcher’s dog. “Jordan, I can’t believe this. I am going to be Mrs. Jordan Staal! I have to tell my parents!”
“They already know.” I told her. “I had to ask for permission.” That started more tears.
“I love you!” she hugged me. And started to wipe her tears. “Now mister we need a decent picture, with the skyline behind us…Oh excuse me!” she called to someone else. “My boyfriend just proposed and I was wondering if you can take a picture of him and I with the city skyline behind us.”
“Sure thing.” He took the picture, “How’s that?”
“Great thank you!”
“Hey you’re Jordan Staal of the Pittsburgh Penguins?” I nodded as he extended his hand. “I’m Scott Clark the Sports Anchor for Eyewitness news.”
“Nice to meet you sir.”
“I’d like to a story on you guys, are you available tomorrow?”
“A story really?” Lys asked
“Yes does anyone else know about this?”
“No, other than our close friends and families.”
“Good! Here’s my card, give me a call around noon tomorrow.”
“Will do, sir.” And the man continued on his jog!
“Do you think he wants to announce our engagement?” Lys looked at me.
“I think so.”
“Wow! So cool!” We continued our walk back to the hotel. Once there she pushed me onto the bed and we made love. It was best feeling in the world!
The next day we were going to be featured on the 5-o-clock news. Mr. Clark just did a little view with Lys and myself. I know not all of the interview will make it but it was a nice experience. It was our last night in the city so I booked us a nice reservation on top of one the buildings. From where we were seated we had a great view over looking the Hudson.
“Jordan I still can’t believe that I am going to be Mrs. Jordan Staal. I can’t wait!”
“I can’t wait either baby. I am glad you said yes.”
“Of course I would.” I smiled at her. She is so cute. Just then the waitress came. “I just got engaged!” she told her. I love how excited she gets over little things.
“Congratulations.” She then took our order. After dinner we took a carriage ride through Central Park at sunset.
“This is gorgeous!” she kissed me on the lips. “I love you.” Yea I may play a mean game of hockey but I am romantic when it comes to my girl! I can say that now, she will be all mine! Lys was taking pictures all throughout the ride. It was great. Once back in the hotel room she dropped her bags and everything to push me onto the bed. She lay on top of me just kissing me. We made love right then and there and I couldn’t be happier.
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