Coaches daughter- connor bedard

Part 4

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As I left the rink with my dad, I couldn't shake off the adrenaline from the game. Despite my initial reluctance, I had to admit that playing alongside the guys was more exhilarating than I had anticipated. And Connor's unexpected gesture of asking for my number left me feeling both surprised and flattered.

On the car ride home, my dad couldn't stop grinning, clearly proud of how well I had performed during the game. "You really showed them what you're made of out there, kiddo," he said, patting me on the back."Yeah, it was actually kind of fun," I admitted, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. "And Connor seemed nice enough."My dad chuckled knowingly. "Ah, I see. Young love blossoming on the ice, huh?"I rolled my eyes at his teasing but couldn't deny the slight flutter in my stomach at the thought of Connor. Despite our playful banter during the game, there was something about him that intrigued me, something beyond just his charming smile and impressive hockey skills.As we pulled into the driveway, my phone buzzed with a text message. I glanced down to see a message from Connor, a simple "Hey :)" accompanied by a smiley face emoji. I couldn't help but grin as I typed out a response, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of getting to know him better.The rest of the evening passed in a blur of laughter and conversation with my dad, but my mind kept drifting back to the events of the day. By the time I crawled into bed that night, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held, both on and off the ice.