Forever Chicago
Patrick, I Know Your Weaknesses
*Abby’s POV*
“Hey Abs! The realtor called and said she found a house for us!” Patrick yelled as he put down the phone. “Patrick this is great! We are gonna have our own house!” I jumped up and down like a little girl, and ran to give him a hug. “The realtor wants us at the house in 10 minutes so we can sign some papers, then BAM the house is ours!” he said letting go. I grabbed my purse and we headed out the door.
Patrick punched the directions to the house in the GPS. “Oh Pat, are you excited to see it! Finally something of our own!” I yelled as my face went all giddy. He kissed me on the cheek, smiled, and then drove off.
As we pulled up, my face lit up like a Christmas tree. The house was beautiful. It looked so full of life and happiness. Perfect for children, I thought, smiling. The realtor stood on the deck and handed us the clipboard full of papers. Patrick and I didn’t bother reading them as we scribbled our names on them and handed the clipboard back to her. “Well enjoy the house” she said as she walked towards her car. We waved as she had just driven away. Both of us ran into the house. “This is beautiful” I said with my mouth wide open. Patrick took my hand, and we went to examine the house. Everything was perfect. The kitchen, the living room, the dining room, everything. “Let’s move in tomorrow. I will call the moving company, and we will spend all day moving in.” Patrick said as we neared the door. “Sounds like a plan” I said giggling, and kissing him on the cheek.
When we got back to his apartment, I went over to the kitchen and made myself something to eat. As I was eating, Patrick came over and sat on the stool next to me. “Well ya know Abby, this is our last night here, and what better way to celebrate than in the shower!” he said as he took the sandwich out of my hands and took a bite. I snatched it back, and put it on my plate. “Patrick, are you always going to come up with lame excuses to have sex with me?” I said with food still in my mouth. “As long as they work” he said back. “Well guess what…they do” I smiled as I stood up from the stool. He picked me up and I screamed. “Let’s go have fun then!” he yelled as we already started to take off each other’s clothes.
-Next Day-
“Patrick, hurry up! Pack the rest of your stuff, and let’s go!’’ I yelled at him from the entryway. He had a small bag full of the rest of stuff the movers didn’t take. “You look so cute when you’re stressed” I said as I kissed him on the forehead. “Thanks babe, I get that a lot.” I laughed and rolled my eyes. The apartment was empty, and we looked around one more time before shutting the door behind us. “I’m gonna miss this place” I said we got in the car. I thought back to when Arianna and I first moved in this building. It felt like yesterday. But now, we had or own places, and were getting married only months away. “I’m getting’ teary eyed” Patrick said as he pretended to cry. I slapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, I don’t think you wanna mess with the driver” he said, not taking his eyes off the road even for a second. I decided to mess with him, and I blew in his ear. “I think I do” I said getting closer. “You can’t just wait till we get there?!” he said as his voice shook. “What Pat? Is something bothering you?” I said in my most seductive voice as I kissed his neck. “Oh god Abby, I am gonna crash the car!” I sat back and laughed. “Patrick, I know your weaknesses, and I can use them against you whenever I want to, just like that.” He glared at me for a minute. “Patrick, eyes on the road!” He turned back and continued to drive. The movers unpacked the last of our furniture as we arrived at the house. “It looks great!” I said, thanking them as they left. Patrick and I spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking all our decorations, and the small stuff, that made a home, a home. I picked up a box filled with black and gold memorabilia. I dug through it looking at all the pictures, autographs, and coffee mugs. I didn’t even unpack my Bruins stuff when I moved in with Patrick. At the bottom was the autographed poster of the team that Arianna got me during our first Christmas in Chicago. “Pat come here.” I said as he walked over and kneeled down next to me. I showed him the box full of Bruins stuff. “Memories” he said as he stood up. “Yah…memories” I said, putting the poster back in the box, and pushing it aside. I continued to decorate, and unpack for a couple of more hours.
After a busy day, I flopped down on the couch next to Patrick. He was watching TV and eating dinner. “Hey baby, he said pulling me in next to him. “Pat, it’s too hot, I can’t right now” I said as I pulled back. “It’s cause I’m in the room” he said jokingly. “Totally” I could have fallen asleep right then, but I felt Patrick nudging me. “What?!” I yelled in a rather bitter tone. He looked surprised, but ignored my bitterness and went on, “Well ya know…” he started to say as I cut him off. Whenever he asks for sex he always started off with, well ya know… “Patrick, You want sex right?” He nodded his head like a stupid little boy. I sighed. “Go figure” He scooted closer. “Is that a yes? I mean, you acted like you wanted to in the car today” I laughed thinking back to the car ride, and how I could very easily control him. I got on all fours, and breathed on his neck. “That’s right. How could I possibly forget?” I said, using the same seductive voice as I did earlier. “Damn Abby, you’re doing it again!” he yelled as I pulled at the collar of his shirt. “I own you Patrick” He tried sitting up, but I pushed him back down. “That’s enough” he pushed me off of him and stood up. “Let’s go test out our new bed.” He pulled me off the couch by my arm, and the next moment, we were in bed.
