"Bye ladies!" Angel and Alisa both waved as they exited the restaurant the WAG meeting was held at. "See you soon!"
The girls hopped in Angel's Range Rover and pulled off towards Alisa's loft.
"So what do you have planned for tonight?" Angel asked driving through the busy Chicago streets.
"Planning my event, everything is really falling into place." Alisa sighed resting her head against the back of the seat.
"Im so excited for that!" Angel exclaimed, "I have the most perfect dress and everything."
"Im excited too, and nervous. Hopefully the even raises lots of money for the organization." Alisa explained.
"It will. Gosh im so nervous to see Jon."
"Why? Are you guys okay?" Alisa asked with concern.
"We are going through a rough patch. We got into a random fight today because I forgot to put the cap of the toothpaste back on. He said we should sit down tonight and talk about us." Angel said her voice almost breaking.
"Oh, Ang." Alisa said rubbing her friend's shoulder comfortingly. "You guys will be fine. Every perfect couple has some rough patches."
"Yeah, hopefully." Angel agreed.
*
"I'll see you tomorrow," Alisa said bidding her friend adieu with a wave as she exited the car and went up to her apartment.
She fished for her keys in her large purse without success. She banged on the door hopelessly because she knew Patrick was at the gym.
"Shit," Alisa groaned hitting her head on the door jiggling the doorknob. Suddenly remembering her spare key she began to feel at the top rim of the door for the spare she had hidden months ago. "And bingo was his name-o." She grinned upon feeling the cool metal of the key touch her fingertips. Sliding the key in, she flung her door open with a scream and a scream in return. There stood Patrick, one of her towels wrapped around his waist, an umbrella in his hands raised high in the air.
"Fucking hell, Lis." Patirick sighed dropping the umbrella. "Gave me a heart attack."
"What the hell are you doing here?" Alisa sighed regaining her composure.
"The gym is near by so I decided to shower here before we went out." He explained, "Good job scaring the shit out of me I thought someone was breaking in, with all your pounding."
"And that was your weapon of choice?" Alisa smirked eyeing the umbrella in Patrick's hand.
Rolling his eyes Patrick said, "Listen, this was the first thing in reach, alright? Now come here, I missed you." He said opening his arms. Smiling Alisa stepped into his embrace dropping her purse on the ground, wrapping her arms around his bare waist.
"How was your WAG lunch?" Patrick chuckled.
"Better than the last." Alisa answered dropping a kiss to Patrick's chest. "They were a lot nicer, and accepting."
"Good, im glad." Patrick nodded rubbing circles on Alisa's lower back. "Im gonna go get dressed, then we can go shopping and whatever."
Smiling Alisa stepped back to let Patrick fetch his clothes from Alisa's room and 'accidently' pulled the towel away from his waist as well.
Overdramatically gasping, he placed his hands over his junk and ran into the other room. Trying to contain her giggles Alisa fell on her couch holding onto her sides. Ten minuets later Patrick emerged from Alisa's room, ready to leave.
*
"Oh Patty look!" Alisa exclaimed pulling a plaid shirt from the rack. "This would look super cute on you."
"Whatever you say babe." Patrick yawned, tired from the three hours of shopping and fifteen stores visited on their shopping spree. "Let's hurry this up, I have that family chairity game to get to."
"Just try this on, and we'll leave." Alisa stated pulling Patrick into the dressing room. "Looks good." She smiled when he strutted out like a male modle a little bounce in his step. "Please buy it." She added running her hands up and down his torso.
"I think I will if it means you'll be all over me like this when I wear it." He smirked.
"Just buy it." Alisa rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse and shopping bags, heading to the check out.
"Thank you for a wonderful shopping day, Patty." Alisa smiled as they walked out of the store, on their way to Patrick's apartment.
"Anything for you," Patrick smiled making Alisa blush. "I'm starved."
"We'll have pasta at your place then head over to your game," Smiling Alisa joined hands with Patrick as her phone suddenly rang. "Hello? Hi Harvey."
Patrick tried to hide his eye roll but it didn'd go unnoticed by his girlfriend.
"Okay, send me an email with the list and i'll reveiw it as soon as I can, thanks Harvey. Bye." Hanging up, Alisa slipped her phone back into her bag and rejoined hands with Patrick.
"Work again?" Patrick asked, although already knowing the answer.
"Yeah, just finishing up little details for the banquet." She replied as they approached Patrick's aparment.
*
"Rat!" Angel screamed as Alisa entered the box, high above the ice as the players began their warm up.
"How did it go? What happened? Are you and Jon okay?" Alisa rambled as Angel pulled her into a hug.
"He fucking proposed!" Angel screamed.
"Holy shit!" Alisa screamed back as the other wives and girlfriends laughed at the two friends. "Tell me everything, rat!"
Angel and Alisa sat on the leather couch in the room as Angel began to recount her tale.
"Okay so we were at the Pivolo's that little cute retaurant that Jon and I had our awkward first date at, and I was like, 'Wow he picked a shitty place to break up with me at'. So we ordered our food, and then he started talking. Let me tell you, Jon rambles like an idiot when he's nervous. Then our of nowhere, he blurts out 'I dont want to be your boyfriend anymore.'" Gasping Alisa urged her friend to go on with her story.
"So then he gets down on one knee, and by this time im ready to burst into tears and confused at fuck, and then he goes 'I want to be your husband.'" Angel finishes with a squeal.
"Oh my goodness, Angel!" Alisa exclaimed pulling her friend into a tight hug, "Im so happy for you."
"Im on fricken cloud nine." Angel sighed showing her ring to Alisa. "Isn't it perfect? I love it."
"Its beautiful Ang," Alisa said gawking at her friend's diamond. "Congratulations."
"I love him so much." Angel added dreamily glancing down at the ice, where her fiance was skating around, just as happy as she was. Alisa followed Angel's gaze only her eyes fell upon her own boyfriend, as a slight hint of envy passes through Alisa, knowing that she and Patrick would never be in Jon and Angel's shoes.
*
As soon as the game was over, Alisa stalked down to the locker room with a mission on her mind. She got the text from Patrick that all the boys were decent, and she was ready to unleash her master plan. Angel pushed into the locker room and immidiatly scurried over to Jon throwing her arms around his neck as he spun her around. A few 'get a room' and 'you go Tazer' comments flew their direction. Patrick glanced up with a smile that Alisa returned but didn't join him at his stall like he was expecting. She searched the room for her favorite goalie and with a grin made a beeline for his stall.
"Niemi!" She squealed as he smiled and stood up to hug her. The locker room fell quiet and all eyes locked on the pair curiously. "I have a favor to ask you." She smiled sitting down beside him as he continued to put his gear away.
"Sure, anything." Neimi shrugged giving her a side glance.
"Well im having a huge banquet/benefit and I already told them that im going with Patrick but he's going to be in Buffalo with the cup the day of the banquet, so im wondering if you would be my date for the night." She explained with a small smile.
"I would love that, sounds like fun." Niemi nodded. Standing with a triumphant smile Alisa pecked Antii on the cheek and slung her bag on her shoulder.
"Thanks sweetie." She added before heading towards the door, past Patrick. "I'll meet you at the car, yeah?"
The look on Patrick's face made a chesire cat grin spread across Alisa's face. Revenge, was oh so sweet.

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