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"Yeah...Uh huh, well, that's very interesting to know. Did he give the dog a bath after that? What do you mean? I would wash the dog, you know that, S/N. It's been rolling around in mud and you just got new carpet installed in your house. Uh huh..." I was zoned out into the conversation I was having with my sister involving her dog, that I didn't hear someone enter the house. "S/N, I have to go, someone just came in. Yeah, talk to you later. And, you better wash that dog!"

Just like that, I hung up the phone and set it down on the counter, before heading out to the front door. When I got there, it turned out to be Connor with a beaming smile on his face and he was giddy like a school boy.

"You sure seem happy today," I joked, walking up to him and planted a kiss on his lips. "How was your day, babe?"

"It was quite great." He chuckled to himself, taking off his shoes. "I got a promotion today." That part he mumbled to himself.

My eyebrows raised themselves up my forehead, showcasing my confusion of what he meant. "Connor, you already are on the top line, what else do you mean by promotion?"

"Let's just say," he smirked from ear-to-ear, "I might've taken something from Gabe Landeskog..."

"What, the great hair award?" I sarcastically replied, which caused him to roll his eyes at me.

"No..." He shook his head, "you know how he was the youngest captain in the NHL, right..?"

"Yeah..." I urged for him to continue his sentence.

"I might've beaten him by just," he pinched his fingers tightly, only a tiny visible gap could be seen, "this much. Which was only 20 days, no big deal...."

"Connor McDavid." I wrapped my arms around his neck and brought his face inches apart from mine. "Are you for real?"

"Y/N, it is absolutely true." He kissed my forehead and genuinely smiled at me, "I'm the new captain for the Oilers."

I brought him into a kiss filled with passion and love, tears flowing down my cheeks. I was so proud of him at the moment.

"And," he continued to speak after breaking away from the kiss, "I got you a little something. But, you have to close your eyes..."

"Okay..?" I nodded my head and closed my eyes anyways, following his directions. Hearing him leave the house for a few minutes, I had started to contemplate what was going on. My eyes were shut for the next 5 minutes until I heard the door open again and heard Connor telling me that I could open my eyes, which I did.

As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw him holding a McDavid jersey with the 'C' patch now on the left side.

"Connor..." I awwed at the sweet gesture he made, "you didn't have to do this. I could've paid for the jersey myself."

"But," he handed the jersey to me, "it's yours to keep. Along with something..."

I reluctantly took the jersey from him and slipped it on, immediately feeling happy that hockey season was starting in the next week or so.

"Hey, Y/N? Can I ask you a question..?" Connor coughed his throat to grab my attention, which made me look at him. My reaction was to gasp as soon as I saw what he was about to do. "Y/N, you are the love of my life and I'm very happy that you are my girlfriend...But, I don't want to be your boyfriend anymore. I want to be your fiancé and later, your husband. So, Y/N, will you do me the honor? Will you marry me and become Mrs. Connor McDavid?"

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