All the Queens Men

Date Night

It was almost 9:00 p. m. Buzz, buzz... Patrick texted: I'll be over in 15 min.

Shit, what am I going to wear? Opening my closet, I decide simple is probably best. A black and teal athletic t-shirt and black capris to match. Tossing them on the bed I realize the gift still isn't open. I put on my white push-up bra and yellow boy short panties. Walking to my bedside I dump the gift out onto my blanket. The small white envelope with the card that read (Goal 1) also, a box of my favorite chocolates from downtown. The black box is so soft against my fingertips as I held it, I felt that sick feeling coming back. Inside is a white gold diamond tennis bracelet. With two charms, one of his jersey number, and the other a small heart. I place the bracelet on my right wrist. It was beautiful and definitely cost way too much. I finish getting dressed and put in my contacts. Applying some makeup and pulling my wet hair into a ponytail.

"Prince Charming is here!" Meg yells from the other room.

Running to the living room I give Meg a wink, "Don't wait up," I laugh. Slipping on my flats I disappearing out the door. As I walk down the driveway I see him standing beside the passenger door of the all blacked out sports car. I notice Meg creeping out the window. God do I love that girl. "Good Evening Doctor," he says, kissing my cheek. I thank him as I slide into the car, the fresh clean smell fills my nose as the door shuts, that never gets old. He climbs in beside me in black basketball shorts. A black and red t-shirt and that hat he seems to always have on. I can't stop looking at him. "Hey there," he says with a huge smile. "Well, hello superstar, where to?" I reply by being sarcastic. "One of my favorite places," he says, shifting gears. Why was I so comfortable with him? Was this normal to feel so good with him? We talk and laugh about the last few days. He began his rant about the game Thursday and asked if I would be there tomorrow. "I'll be there rooting for my favorite player," giggling. I knew how to get under his skin. He hates that I don't wear his jersey to the games. His beautiful face turns, giving me a smirk. "Someday that will change doc," he says smiling.

We pull into the practice rink. It's late there wouldn't be anyone here. Patrick got a key to the building right after it opened. He places his phone in the door pocket as he gets out. I decided to leave mine in the cup holder, that was new he never did that. Not questioning whether or not I join his side and walk to the back door. As we enter, he re-locks the door and puts in the security code. I continue to walk in front of him and head to the locker room. The motion lights come on when I step in the doorway, and the team colors flood the room, I giggle and sit down on the bench under the name of my favorite player.

Patrick's beautiful white teeth showed bright as I looked up at him smiling, "Really? Fangirl much," he shakes his head. I opened my arms and gave him a pouty face. As he walks toward me I can't believe this man was... What is he? What is this? Shutting the thought out I wrap my arms around his neck, lifting me effortlessly. My legs wrap around his waist; his hands find their way to my ass. "What does Goal 1 mean?" I whisper in his ear. "You have to figure it out yourself, doc!" he says. I cup his beautiful face and kiss him. His lips are as perfect as the rest of him, my hands move to grab his hat and remove it, tossing it on the seat behind me. Our tongues never miss a beat with every swirl inside each other. I pull away, "is there anything you're not good at?" That smile again! "I like to think not," he whispers. Making me melt! Placing me on my feet he grabs his skates. "Come on doc." I follow like a lost puppy. He taught me how to skate years ago, it was then I finally understood his passion for the game. Lilly was about five when he taught her as well. That was where the attraction began, I had loved hockey since I learned to walk. It was the only passion my dad and I had outside of the medical field. To watch Patrick, with so much patience and affection teach Lilly it made me long for something more. He made her such a big part of his life from that day on.