Eat. Sleep. Hockey

Waking up that morning, it felt like any other day. In truth though, it isn't. I have a date with Brandon tonight. My brother also plans on asking Stacey to marry him tonight, I was pretty excited for that too. Running my fingers through my loosely curled, golden sun streaked curls, I take one long last look in the mirror. Deciding I look alright, I slip out of my super soft bathrobe and into the dress I picked out for tonight. I wanted to look good and feel comfortable, which pretty much ruled out half of the dresses in my closet, and I absolutely love this dress. It makes me feel like such a girly-girl.
I pull out the shoes I decided to pair with the dress. Sliding my feet into them, with quite a bit of difficulty might I add, I grab my clutch, tossing my long blonde tresses over my shoulder as I walk into the living room. To my dismay, Brittany and Melanie are sitting together on the couch that faces my room.
"Someone's dressed up." Melanie announces as Brittany smirks.
"Yeah, Brandon told me to dress up." I reply looking down at the hardwood floor. "Do you have any idea what he has planned?" I ask Brittany, knowing it's a long shot that she would actually know.
"No." She states ever so simply. "He didn't tell me anything."
"That was smart of him actually. You probably would have told her if he gave you any hints." Melanie teases, poking Brittany's cheek.
"You better watch your finger, I may bite it off next time." Brittany growls, playfully snapping at Melanie. "He should be here any minute though..."
Almost as if right on cue there's a soft knock on the door. Suddenly, my stomach flips upside-down and I feel a bit faint. Was this really happening? Shaking it off I, very shakily, answer the door to a very handsome looking Brandon Saad. I swear I just stood there for a minute gawking at him, which is very embarrassing on my part.
"Ready to go?" He asks, breaking me from my little day-dream.
"Uh, yeah!" I reply, hearing Melanie and Brittany giggling in the background. My cheeks warm up, which I'm hoping he can't tell considering how red my cheeks can get.
Closing the door behind me, he reaches out to press the down button on the wall next to the elevator doors. After what feels like a million years the elevator dings and the doors open.
"Ladies first." He insists, letting me get in first. How had I become so lucky to score not only a hockey player, let alone a Blackhawk, but a gentleman? You don't see very many of them anymore.
"Why thank you kind sir." I say jokingly as we enter the elevator. The entire ride down is pretty much silent, probably because we're both awkward human beings.
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At the restaurant, we actually start to talk more. I don't know why it was so hard to have a conversation with him now, it was so easy before. It's probably because before we weren't on a date, and neither of us knew we had feelings for the other. Right as we're about to order our dessert, the entire place gets quiet. Considering it's a smaller restaurant, it didn't take much for it to get quiet, I absolutely love it though. Turning around to find out why it had suddenly gotten quiet, I notice a guy get down on one knee. The guy looked so familiar, blonde hair, blue eyes, a boyish charm I've grown to hate. It's my brother!
I let out a girly high-pitched squeal when I realize it's Patrick. A few people glance over at me causing me to blush bright red. I couldn't help it, I would be gaining another sister if she says yes. Patrick and I's eyes meet for a brief second, I send a giant grin his way as he turns back to Stacey.
"Stacey, since the day I met you I knew you were the one for me. You've changed me for the better, something no one else could do. Just ask my sister, or anyone really. Being with you makes me feel complete and I want to feel that every single day for the rest of my life. Stacey Madelyn, will you marry me?" Patrick asked, opening the little black box revealing the most beautiful diamond ring I'd ever seen. Stacey's hands fly up to her face, covering her mouth as she nods. "Yes Patrick, I'd love to be your wife!" She exclaims holding her left hand out for Patrick to slide the ring onto her slim finger.
Once everyone stops clapping and the happy couple is done kissing I set my napkin down on the table and get up. Brandon is quick to follow my lead as I quickly walk over to their table. I immediately wrap Stacey in a hug.
"Congratulations!!" I trill as I release Stacey from the tight embrace. I look over at Patrick, "Come here big brother!" I say extending my arms out towards him. After we hug, him and Brandon do their little 'man-hug' and start talking amongst themselves.
"I am going to throw you the best bachelorette party ever." I exclaim, turning my attention back to Stacey.
"I can't wait to have you as my sister." Stacey says, playing with the new ring on her finger. "You'll be one of my bridesmaide's, right?" She inquires, nudging my arm with her elbow.
"Of course!" I proclaim. "Well, I just wanted to congratulate you two, I didn't know you were going to be here! I didn't even know I was going to be here. Call me when you're free!"
Brandon and I go back to our own table, completely forgetting about dessert. Even though I insisted I would help pay for our meals, Brandon takes care of the entire bill including the tip. He leads me out of the restaurant and towards Millenium Park. I was very thankful we weren't that far away in walking distance because I obviously didn't wear the right shoes for that.
We sit down on a bench not too far away from the Bean and just talk. By the end of the night, we knew everything there was to know about each other. We already knew some things, considering he's friends with my brother and I'm best friends with his sister. It honestly felt great to just sit and talk, there wasn't any pressure or anything. His arm around my shoulders and my head resting against his shoulder. It was literally perfect. Until it got windy and started to rain. We quickly got up Brandon offering me his jacket to keep myself dry as we hurried back to his car.
We decided to call it a night and he took me back to my apartment. Just as he was about to get back on the elevator so he could go home, he turned around and grabbed my wrist pulling me into him. "There's something I forgot to do..." He leaves the sentence hanging as he presses his lips to mine. Instinctively my hand finds the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Our lips move in perfect sync as we hold each other close. After a minute or so we pull apart, both of us breathless.
"Thanks for a great night Brandon." I stutter.
"We'll have to do it again then, won't we?" He suggests with a wink. We kiss one last time before he actually leaves and I open the door to the apartment. I'm greeted by Brittany, and only Brittany. I guess Melanie was too tired to hear about my amazing date.
"So, how was it? Did he treat you right or am I going to have to go beat him up?" She asks, a slight glimmer in her eye told me she was joking about the last part.
"It was great. He was great." Is all I manage to say. "I don't think you'll want to ask me about all the details everytime I go on a date with him though." I tease, as I take off my shoes. She wrinkles her nose at the thought as I laugh.
"Well, I'm going to call it a night then. I'm glad you had a good time with my brother. To be honest I've been waiting forever for him to finally ask you out." She calls out as she walks back to her room.
"Goodnight Britt!" I quietly shout back to her, sticking my tongue out at her as well. Trudging back to my room, I think about every little detail of the night. I slip out of the dress and into my favorite and most comfortable pajamas that just so happened to have 'Kane 91' on the back of the tank top. Climbing into bed, almost the instant my head hit the pillows I fell asleep, with a smile still evident on my lips.

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