"I can't believe you didn't tell my you were his sister." His words a mumbled, arms folded over his chest as he glances at Allison out of the corner of his eye. He's putting on a smile as Jonathan glances back every once and a while; he'd requested they wait for him while he said hey to all the coaches and apologized for being so late.

"I told you I had a brother on the team! I didn't know the whole no sisters thing was strictly just between you and Jonny!" she's defensive, slapping me gently on the arm. But, she's clearly not taking it as seriously as she smirks at him, not bothering to mirror the fake smile he'd put up for Tazer.

"... Still!" she was partially right, but he wasn't exactly ready to be taking blame for this just yet. And, to be honest, part of him was still wishing this was some fucked up dream and he'd wake up to realize that Jonathan's 'baby sister' was actually an ugly 13-year old with hygiene issues who liked to claim One Direction was 'her heroin!'. "When Jonathan talked about a baby sister, I had someone slightly different in mind... and you two don't even look alike!"

"Hey, it's not my fault I'm not pre-pubescent!" there was a pause, the two watching as Jonny ended up sitting, engrossed in some sort of conversation with coach. "And we have the same nose... kind of. He's got more of my mom's look and I've got more of my dad's."

"God, please stop, you're making me uncomfortably attracted to your father right now," he eventually gave in and smirked, even laughing when she turned and punched him in the chest, a look of exaggerated shock on her face as she, too, laughed.

"Can we just go sit? If you want, we can pretend nothing happened and not even tell him! It's not like we had sex or something, anyway."

"Yeah, sure," he didn't take much convincing, leading the way back to the table they'd originally sat at as they no longer bothered to watch for Jonathan anymore; he'd probably be there all night in classic kiss-up fashion. He and coach had some strange bond that never ceased to amuse him. "I wish it were that easy! Now every time I see him in the changeroom or hear 'Toews' you're just gonna pop up in my head... In the locker room!" he let his face drop into his hands, elbows rested on the table as he chuckled about the thought. Only he would find the hottest girl ever, actually convince her to like him, and then have her turn out to be his best friend's baby sister.

"Oh, really? Well how about when at family dinner when he's bragging about some great powerplay line with 'Kaner' is and I'll just end up sitting there thinking about how hot you are!"

"I have to see him in the changeroom... naked! And end up thinking about his sister!"

"Well I'll be thinking about you naked! At the dinner table!"

That last part ended up a little louder than intended, drawing the attention of a few others around them, mostly just drawing amused head shakes and judgy looks. Seabrook, obviously having noticed the two all night, catches his glance for a moment and only manages to shake his head and laugh, giving him a thumbs up behind his girlfriend's back before turning back to Richards and his family. But, honestly, he's not fazed; she basically just admitted she thinks he's hot. And thinks about him. Naked.

"Uh... okay, maybe we should just try to forget about it."

She was blushing slightly, biting down on her bottom lip as her eyes wandered to meet the ones of those starting at them after her awkward increase of volume at the wrong point in their debate, "Yeah, maybe that would be a good idea."

Their table of two went silent, Patrick reaching to take a short sip of his beer, attempting to focus on the label for a while. But, after he'd finished skimming just about every piece of writing on the bottle his eyes resumed wandering for something to focus on, unconsciously settling on her. It started at her shoes, distracted by the shimmer (which, yes, was as childish as it sounded), which led to him staring at her legs (very hot legs, he might add), then her dress, and her chest, and then her lips... "I'm gonna go find a washroom." He stood up abruptly, thinking it would probably be the smartest idea to draw himself away from her.

"I was just gonna say the same thing... can I, uh, walk with you?"

"Yeah, sure, why not? We're mature adults."

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He pushed her against the wall of a new room not; this time not even one with a washroom in it. He was pretty sure it said storage, but he didn't really pay attention on the way in. His hands glided over the material of her dress, travelling over every curve of her body, his lips gliding over her's fervently. Things were much steamier than round one and took a lot less time to get as heated.

So, yeah, they didn't exactly start up the whole 'forget about it' thing very well.

"Fuck," she whispered into his ear as his lips made their way down her neck, kissing along her collar bone, hovering dangerously low for two people who were supposed to be at a respectful, family dinner. "Don't start what you can't finish, Kane," she mumbled, her fingers tangling themselves in his hair. And, as much as he thought he was going to stop, he knew even more that he wouldn't.

It was fair enough, though - he shouldn't be teasing when they shouldn't go any further. When they couldn't. But Jonathan was the last thing on his mind when he had a beautiful girl pushed against a wall.

His lips eventually returned to her's, hands exploring along her ribs and back, eventually settling low on her hips, fingers occasionally grazing across her ass, rewarding him with a groan mumbled between kisses. But, she was just as teasing, her hands initially rested on his chest although they'd soon lowered, eventually beginning to hold onto his belt, threatening to fumble with the buckle every once in a while.

"God damn, Toews, you're a horrible influence," he groaned, feeling her lips curl into a smirk beneath his. As awkward as it was calling her Toews, the teasing had apparently sent her over the edge as her fingers began to unbuckle his belt with a surprising amount of ease, making it evident that the fumbling before had simply been teasing.

He took that as an invitation to start on her as well, his hands sliding up her back until they found the zipper of her dress, slowly pulling it down with a smirk of his own, his hands then lifting to push the fabric over her shoulders as she slipped her arms out of the sleeves, giving him a moment to pull the rest of his belt off and toss it aside. Then her hands rested on his chest, slowly beginning to unbuckle his shirt as he helped her out of the rest of her dress, stepping back for a moment to admire the view with satisfaction. "You're beautiful," he whispered before pulling her back in for another kiss, this one starting off much deeper than the other as her unbuttoning started moving a lot quicker, slender digits eventually grazing over the skin of his forearms as she pushed the fabric of the shirt off his torso, gently tossing it aside with the rest of their clothes.

He lifted her up, hands cupping her ass as he walked them over to the table he'd remembered seeing on the way in, their lips on each other's the whole time. Her legs curled around him once she was set down, hands eventually returning to the waist of his pants as his fingers undid her bra with ease, dexterous fingers briefly brushing over her breasts as she managed to push down the waist of his pants, soon doing so again with his boxers.

And, at that point, he was totally fucked.
(no pun intended)

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"Where were you guys?"

Jonathan was helping Allison with her coat as she sent a wink his way, causing him to break out into a smirk, clearing his throat before answering, "We went off to look for a bathroom and buddy system seemed like a good idea because this place is like a freakin maze."

"I thought that's where you were when I got here?"

"Yeah, I probably shouldn't have chugged the water," Allison had stepped in, attempting to look as sincere as possible without making eye contact with Patrick, because she would definitely break into a smile.

"Alright, well see you tomorrow at practice, Kaner. Thanks for watching my baby sister," he held out his hand and pulled him into a brief hug, smiling although Allison and him both knew that he'd definitely cringed at the baby sister comment.

"No problem, bud, see you tomorrow Tazer. You better be ready to destroy the Canadiens tomorrow or I'll kick your ass!" they both smirked, and Jonathan sort of glanced over at Allison, probably waiting for her to say goodbye as well, which widened his grin even more.

"Really nice meeting you, Patrick," she smirked, wrapping her arms his neck, being sure not to make the hug too intimate, although Jonathan had turned to say good night to a few of the other boys.

His hands slipped down from the safe mid-point in her back down to her ass once more, triggering a surprised squeal, chuckling lightly as he released her from the hug, "You coming to the game tomorrow?"

"Well, if it means a chance to see you in the locker room after, then maybe I will," she grinned, hands slipping absentmindedly into the pockets of her coat as he gaze averted downwards as it left him staring at her with a mild look of awe. God, she was gorgeous.

"Hey, we gotta keep it PG now. Remember, the whole 'forget about it' thing?" he encouraged, although even his own statement caused his smile to fade, leaving him to fiddle with his keys for a moment. Eventually, Jonathan had called her, as he was already walking out the door to pull up the car. She gave one last look and a wink before walking off, the rest of the boys already having faded.

As one last hoorah, he picked up his pace to a jog, slapping her ass on the way out, making sure that no one else was around before calling back to her, "Later, Leafs Fan."

"Hey, that was like eight years ago!"

He glanced back one more time on his way out, catching her mid laugh as she smiled at him, giving him whatever sort of wave you should be giving to your brother's best friend who you just had sex with.

Fuck, the whole 'ignore it' thing was gonna be waaaaay harder than anticipated.

Notes

sorry these first few ones haven't been great so far, but i'm still getting into it. i'm aiming to have the next few chapters released sooner from now on - thanks to everyone who read/subscribed! and after this most of the chapters will probably be set in either patrick's or allison's pov just let it get longer and make it easier to follow since they'll be apart and stuff.