Ifs and Maybes

The thought that things were possibly too good to be true ran through Maddy's mind several times within the two weeks following her dinner date with Pat. Things between them, though, were finally looking up. He was finally putting in more effort with the wedding, even though it was merely helping with the seating arrangement. No relationship is ever rainbows and butterflies all of the time; Maddy knew that. He still had a long way to go, but was happy nonetheless that he was making progress.

So when Patrick opted out of his optional skate that morning and vowed to spend the whole day with her, she was genuinely surprised.

“You never miss an optional skate, though,” she had replied almost instantly out of shock. Pat’s only reply was to shrug his shoulders and pull his fiancé towards him for a sweet kiss on the lips.

“I’d rather spend my time with you today,” he murmured against her lips, before brushing her hair out of her face and kissing her again.

If there was any time for her to swoon and gush about how crazy she was about Pat, it was now. Her smile was contagious and soon both of them were grinning like little kids at each other.

“So, what’s the plan for the day then?” she asked.

“I was thinking we could watch movies and then have a nice home cooked dinner here,” he replied, looking to her for approval. He could have said that he wanted to go walking through Millennium Park and down Michigan Avenue and she still would have agreed. This was precious time she hardly ever got with him and it didn’t matter what they did, as long as they shared each other’s company.

Maddy stepped closer to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss the edge of his mouth, something that always drove him absolutely wild.

“That sounds absolutely perfect.”

So, their day was spent lounging on the couch, watching movies and making up for lost time. Half of their time was spent actually paying attention to the TV screen, while the other half was spent stealing kisses from one another.

The day felt so carefree, with both Patrick and Maddy indulging in hours of careless fun. There was a point in between switching movies and Patrick taking a quick trip to the bathroom where Maddy let out a sigh of content. It was days like this that restored all of her faith in him and she felt so content in spending the rest of her life with him.

Nearing six o’clock, Patrick decided to make a trip to the grocery story and when he returned he made dinner for the both of them. Maddy lingered around the kitchen while he cooked, keeping an eye on him.

“Leave me be woman. I’m not going to burn the food.” He threw her a look as he checked on the chicken that was in the oven. Maddy scoffed and had to keep herself from laughing at him.

“I’m more worried about you burning the condo down,” she jokingly shot back. He nearly chased her out of the kitchen, but Maddy stood her ground and fell into a fit of giggles when he picked her up and spun her around.

“I wouldn’t ever do anything that would put you in danger,” he murmured into her hair after he set her down. They shared a haste kiss before he returned to the kitchen and finished preparing the food.

Dinner was nothing short of romantic, with a few candles lit around the table and the two of them sitting opposite of each other, easily falling into conversation. Although he wasn’t the best cook, the amount of effort and thought he put into the meal was what really mattered to her.

Maddy couldn’t help but voice to Patrick how much she enjoyed spending the day with him. It was the first time in so long that every grin that hit Pat’s face was one that actually reached his eyes and every laugh was just as genuine as the next.

After they cleared the table, Maddy retreated to the kitchen, with her back to Pat as she pulled out a tub of vanilla ice cream from the freezer. Just as she put in on the counter, hands snaked around her waist and Patrick stood flush against her back.

“Have I told you how much I love you?“

His hot breath tickled against her ear and it suddenly felt as if the room had gotten ten times hotter. Her heart started to race and she was sure that he could feel it too. Being in close proximity with him nearly always had this effect on her.

Pat’s lips swept across her neck, gently sucking on the sensitive skin as he traveled up to the side of her jaw. Maddy couldn’t stand the tension that was building anymore and spun around, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling his face down to meet hers. The kiss was rough and sloppy, yet filled with an intense passion.

“Bedroom.” Patrick huskily grunted against her now swollen lips. All Maddy could do was nod.

The vanilla ice cream was soon abandoned as Pat lifted Maddy and wrapped her legs around his waste. His lips never left hers as he carried her off towards their bedroom, where they soon spent the night getting lost in each other.

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