One Goal Achieved (Patrick Kane)

Where We Left Off

-Skylar's POV-

"Are you sure about this? Won't people recognize you? I don't want you to get in trouble" I say staring out in front of me. Patrick has the bright idea to wash off in the fountain by grant park.

"Stop being a baby" he jokes removing his shirt and pants. The paint marked where his clothes used to be and it looked funny. "Come in or I'll make you" he sing songs and I give in.

I remove my dress and shoes leaving me in a bra and a thong. I walk over to the water and Patrick comes beside me. "Jump on three" I ask looking in the water.

"One" he starts.

"Two" I follow.

"Three" we scream as we jump in the water. As the water engulfs me I finally felt free. I let everything that held me down go. I wasn't worried about school or my dad finding me. I was doing crazy shit with my best friend who is also my boyfriend. I emerge to the surface and let out a scream. It was freezing so I start shivering.

"Holy fuck it's cold" I whisper trying not to draw attention to myself.

"Let me help" Patrick says making his way over to me.

He starts by rubbing my arms but soon lets his hand wander. "Patrick" I moan, not really on purpose.

"Mhmm" he replies oblivious to the fact we're in a public fountain right now. His hands grasp my breast and I let out a low gasp.

"Pat" I whisper.

"Yeah baby" he says and before I could answer someone starts yelling. As they approach I realize it's a cop waving around a flashlight and panic sets in.

"Oh shit" I yell and pull Pat and myself out the fountain to grab our clothes before running back to the car.

"That was insane" he laughs when we finally get there and I grab towels out the back. We were clean, just wet now.

"Oh god" I groan hopping in the car before he pulls off. We pull up to his place and run inside quickly as we were both soaked and mostly naked. He gives me a towel and a pair of cloths to change into. Once again I was swallowed in them and once again he laughed at me.

"Bitch" I mutter while heading to the kitchen to make hot chocolate. I return to the couch with two mugs and sit next to Pat petty happy with my life at the moment. We both take a sip and let out a "yum" at the same time.

"Maybe we are too good together" he laughs.

"Maybe" I say and return to drinking.

"Honestly, tonight was the most amount of fun I've had in a really really long time. And don't tell Jonny. He thinks he's fun" he says.

"I had a great time. Thank you, for everything" I say honestly.

We finish the mugs and I rinse them out then put them away. I turn around and Patrick is standing right beside me.

"So where were we earlier" he says in a low voice grabbing my hips pulling me closer. I rest my hands on his chest and felt them rise and fall with his breathing.

"I don't remember. Enlighten me" I say testing him. His eyes get huge and his face turns from playful to sexy real quick. He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him, letting my lips find his.

We make it to the bedroom and he gently sets me down on my back and leans over me. I quickly get his shirt off and he tears off mine. I feel all his muscles as they tense up under my touch. "I love you so much" he whispers in my ear sending shivers down my body. He removes his pants and I remove mine before he climbs back on top of me.

"You positive you want to do this" he asks breathlessly.

"Not without a condom" I remark causing him to laugh. He gets up and returns with a condom packet in his hand and the biggest smile. He jumps on the bed and straddles me.

"I love you Skylar" he promises.

"I love you too Patrick" I smile.

The next morning I was sore but nothing I couldn't handle. I slip out of Patrick's bed and throw a shirt on before heading to the kitchen to make breakfast. About 9 am Patrick emerges from the room with nothing but his boxers on.

"Morning Pat" I say flipping a pancake.

"If you keep making breakfast like this when you come over I may never let you leave" he says kissing the top of my head and grabbing orange juice.

"I would not oblige" I say turning the stove off. We sit at the island and enjoy breakfast in silence.

"So... about last night" he starts while cleaning our dishes.

"We will not be that couple that openly talks about our sex life" I say rolling my eyes and jumping off the stool.

"But it was great sex" he pouts.

"We did it once Patrick" I laugh walking over to him.

"Yeah, but it will probably be more" he counters.

"Still, only we need to know that" I say patting his chest. He finally gives up and heads to the couch.

"You know, you walking around in nothing but underwear and one of my shirts makes me really horny" he admits.

"You wouldn't even look me in the eye at the beginning of dinner last night and now your trying to have sex twice in about 12 hours" I laugh. He turns bright red and I felt kinda bad. I scoot over and pulled his face to mine. We make out for a little then it turns into more than a make out and I felt the need to shower.

"Can I join" Patrick asks following me into the bedroom.

"No" I yell slamming the door and finally feeling like there wasn't paint everywhere.