Steffi

3:
October 22, 1996
Marriott Hotel, Detroit MI

The sun began to make its westward trek across the sapphire skies. The light that had seeped through the shutters of the window blinded Brendan and he brought his palm up to protect his eyes. Amelie’s head was lying on his chest, and she beamed contently in her sleep after a night of raw, animalistic passion. Although he had had a female companion, he still considered his night a failure. Of course, in 27 years of existence, he had been refused before. However, a refusal seldom had as much effect on him as Naomi’s. All night long, he had wondered why she declined the offer to be with him. Finally, by dawn, he had had enough nonsense. “Fuck, it’s her loss,” Brendan told himself.

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Amelie excitedly inquired, “So do you want to hear about it?” She was prepared to divulge the scandalous details about her night with Brendan Shanahan.

“No I don’t want to hear about it. I just wanted to make sure you would be alive this morning. And you are, so I want to get some sleep,” yawned an exhausted Naomi, who was about to hang-up on her best friend.

“Well, I'm telling you about it anyways. Oh God, where do I start? Well, how about the fact that I was saying ‘Oh God’ all night? You know, I’ve slept with so many players I’ve basically lost count. I’ve been with all the Canucks. And I’ve been with most of the other teams when they were in Vancouver. Hell, I’ve even been with some of the Red Wings already! But, let me say, Shanahan is experienced. He’s quite the pleaser. Since we had sex, maybe he really loves me,” squealed Amelie, as she pondered the possibility of being Brendan’s love interest.

“Look, I hate to be the one to ruin your party, but I doubt you’re his new love interest okay? I personally think he’s a player, since he was willing to hop in the sack with you after just meeting you. I don’t really think he’s what I would call a ‘good catch,’” rationalized Naomi, in attempts to persuade Amelie that Brendan was not boyfriend material.

“Well, I think that many girls would disagree. But it’s true, he’s been known for being a player. Anyways, I'm over him already. Hey, by the time I'm done in Detroit, I will have slept with the entire Red Wings team, just you wait and see. I was just thinking that maybe, just maybe, I’ll give Brendan another joy fuck some time. Hey, you know what, I think I'm gonna buy one of those white boards and keep track of my accomplishments, you know, a Score board,” Amelie mused.

“What a great idea! Then all the guys will know exactly what date they were with you so they can rule themselves out when you have an illegitimate love child. Look I gotta get to the office. Then tomorrow I gotta get to the Post and work the night shift. We’ll talk about this later,” Naomi promised, ending their morning conversation.

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