Just My Luck

Patrick placed his left hand on his thigh that was clothed by his jeans, covering the outline of the square like box that was protruding out of his pocket. He felt that if he left the ring at his place, she would have found it or worse, he would lose it. He kept the ring close to him for a month and thought today should be the day. During their dinner, he listened to her as she talked about work, occasionally smiling and asking questions.

He had asked Elina if Kylie had an ideal proposal, and when he found out how simple it was, he knew he could go through with it. Kylie just wanted to go to all of her favorite places with her favorite person in the world. He wanted to spend the whole weekend spoiling her, so he decided to take her to a few places each day. Today, he took her out to her favorite restaurant.

“Baby, are you okay?” Kylie asked, sipping on her water. “You look sick.”

He smiled, “Nah, I’m good. You ready to leave now?”

“Yeah, I don’t think I can eat another bite,” she huffed, rubbing her stomach that was now full of food.

After the couple got up, Patrick helped Kylie put her coat on before they left the restaurant. She let out a little yawn as she and Patrick got settled into his car to leave for the evening. Instead of going back to his place like she had expected, he drove them to her favorite ice cream spot. As Patrick unbuckled his seatbelt, she glared up at him.

“What?” He asked innocently.

Her eyes still glared at him as her lips formed a little smile. “What did you do wrong? Why are you taking me to all of my favorite places? Did you break something?”

“Come on, can’t a guy do something nice for his girl without getting the third degree?” He laughed, “Are you going to be sitting here all night or are you coming in?”

She smirked up at him as she followed him out of the car, quickly walking into the ice cream shop since it was cold out. Patrick walked in close behind her as the nerves in his stomach continued to grow. She had ordered their favorites as he found a table for them to sit at. At the ice cream shop, Patrick sat the same way as he did in the restaurant, with his hand on his left thigh.

“What time is your practice tomorrow?” Kylie asked, licking her spoon.

He licked his lips to get rid of the stickiness from his ice cream. “It’s only an optional practice, so I might not go,” he shrugged, “depends on how I feel tomorrow.”

“Well since I’m staying at your place, could you not make so much noise in the morning if you decide to go?” She giggled, “You make so much noise for no reason.”

Patrick smiled because he wasn’t on planning on going to practice. He wanted to spend the whole day in bed with her, celebrating the fact that they were going to get married, but he went along with it. “I guess I can make an exception for you.”

He was able to finish up his ice cream with no problem, he even finished up he frozen yogurt. The couple made their way back to Patrick’s home to end their evening. His hand rested on her thigh, inching up her skirt every so often. She would always give him a warning look, but never did anything about it. She smiled to herself when they had reached his home. She was exhausted and so full from dinner she felt like she was going to pass out.

Kylie walked in front of Patrick as they made their way to his bedroom. She let out a little yawn and she stripped herself from her skirt, wanting to change into something much more comfortable. Patrick walked over to her and began to unbutton her shirt as he felt her gaze on him.

“You’re being awfully kind today,” she shivered as he used his fingers to push her dress shirt down her arms.

Leaning his forehead on hers, Patrick gave her a smile, showing off his perfect teeth. “I just love you a lot.”

Kylie awed at Patrick as she pushed herself up on her toes to give him a kiss. He grabbed her wrists and placed them over her shoulders as he put his hands on her lower back. She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan as his hands wondered to her bottom, cupping it lightly. She pulled away just until their noses were touching, looking at him with lustful eyes. He knew what she had wanted by the look she was giving him, and he’d be crazy if he ever denied anything she wanted.

He removed his hands form her bottom and slipped them down to her thighs to pick her up. She kissed him ever so lightly as he walked them over to his bed. Once he sat at the edge of his bed, her lips moved away from his and slowly traveled down to his neck. His hands gripped onto her hips tightly as he managed to stifle a groan. Kylie pulled away so she could quickly pull off his shirt, revealing his tanned, toned upper chest. He let her push him against the bed, forgetting about the ring in his pocket.

“Ouch,” she pouted, feeling something hard hit her inner thigh. She got off of his lap and sat on the empty spot next to him. “What is that?”

Patrick cursed to himself in anger. He didn’t want to do it just then, he wanted to wait until afterwards. He knew that she could already see the outline of the box, so instead of trying to push it off any longer, he pulled out the black velvet box. He sat up from the bed and turned his body towards her, watching her copy his actions.

He frowned, “I was going to wait until after we did it, but uh…”

Kylie held the confused look on her face as she and Patrick were both half naked. “Pat, I don’t understand what’s going on.” He got off of the bed and kneeled in front of her on one knee. Her eyes widened and her heart began to pump faster when she realized what was going on. “Jesus Christ, Pat! What the fuck are you doing? Oh my god,” she panicked.

“Don’t make fun of me, okay? It took me a long time to think of this.” He laughed just as she began tearing up. “I – wait are you crying?”

She let out a little laugh as she wiped away her tears. “I’m sorry! It’s just that – I didn’t think that you – God I can’t even talk!”

Patrick got up from the ground, seeing that this was going to take a lot longer than he expected. He didn’t laugh at her like she thought he would. He sat close to her as his warm skin touched hers, wiping her tears away. “Can I please continue?”

She nodded quickly, “Please.”

He decided to not go back down on his knee just in case she started to cry again. She let out a little gasp as he opened up the box, revealing the most beautiful ring she had never seen. The band was a beautiful silver, as the big diamond in the middle was an ice blue color, with two white diamonds on the side. He held the box in one hand, as his other held her hand. He could already feel her hand shaking from being so nervous. He didn’t understand how she was more nervous than he was.

“Kylie, I love you so much. You make me happy, you make me feel wanted, and you make me the luckiest guy in the world. I love how you support me even though I’m on the road a lot. I love how you’re patient with me and how you put up with me and Shooter.”

She laughed at his joke before she wiped her eyes again. “You idiot.”

“I promise I’ll always love you and that I’ll always do my best to make you feel like you’re the number one thing in my life. Will you marry me?”

Kylie nodded like crazy as she tried to catch her breath. “Yes!”

With a shaky hand, Patrick put the ring on her finger before Kylie jumped back into his lap and pulled him into a deep kiss. He pulled away and smiled as she wiped the rest of her tears away. “Do you like the ring?”

“Baby, I love it,” she sniffed. Kylie wasn’t sure how she was feeling at the moment. She felt a mix of emotions and was sure that he felt the same way.

“Are you sure?” He asked her, “I mean I know it’s not a traditional looking ring so if you don’t like it I can return it and we can go to Tiffany’s or something and –“

Kylie shut him by putting her lips back onto his lips, and nibbling on it softly. Her left hand rested on the back of his neck as the other hand began to fumble with his belt buckle.

“Are you going to show me how much you love me?” She asked as she unbuttoned his pants.

He couldn’t help but smirk at her. “Is that what you want?” Kylie bit her lip and nodded. “Then that’s what you’ll get.”


The following morning, Kylie was back in Patrick’s lap as they shared an intense kiss. They were both naked as the day they were born. One of Patrick’s hands ran through her messy, brown hair as he other roamed her lower body. Kylie’s hands slid down his back and pulled his body against hers so their bare chests were touching. She breathed heavily as he moved down to her neck and began to bite down hard on her flesh.

“Patrick,” she moaned, feeling him roughly grab one of her breasts. She shivered lightly as the stubble on his face rubbed against her smooth skin. “Baby,” she whined slightly.

His lips smacked loudly as his lips left her neck. “What?” His toned chest heaved up and down as she tried to catch his breath.

“As much as I want to continue this, I need to get something to eat,” she beamed down at him. “I’m sure you could use some food too.”

He quickly shook his head, “No, I’m fine.” Patrick moved in to kiss her neck again, but Kylie put her hand on his lips to stop him. “Alright, fine,” he groaned, laying back on his bed.

She slid out of his lap and grabbed a clean shirt from his drawers. She grabbed her underwear that somehow was resting on top of his television and slipped them on. Kylie left him in his bedroom as she left to go and make something to eat. They had worked up quite an appetite, so she decided to make a hearty breakfast for him.

Patrick wondered in about ten minutes later and saw that Kylie was mixing up the waffle batter as the bacon was cooking in the oven. When she had placed the bowl to the side, his big hands grabbed her hips and pulled her into his chest. He moved her hair to the side and kissed her cheek.

“That ring looks good on you,” he mumbled lowly into her head.

She shuddered as his breath ticked her ear. “It makes me feel even more beautiful.” Kylie spun around and wrapped one of her arms around his neck before giving him a peck. “Last night was so perfect,” she said, giggling slightly when he brushed the tip of his nose against hers. “You’re perfect.”

“Hmm,” he hummed as he kissed her harder, “I love you baby.”

“I love you too,” she said, running her hand through his hair. “Go make coffee while I finish up breakfast.”

Kylie turned back around as she plugged in his waffle maker. He smacked her bottom before he walked towards the coffee machine. She let out a little yelp and rubbed her bottom to get rid of the soreness. Patrick had a big smirk on his face as he grabbed two mugs from his cabinets and sat at the table as he waited for the coffee to brew. Sitting back into his chair, he couldn’t help but feel happy as he watched Kylie cook breakfast.

A smile was plastered on his face as he thought about their future together. A lot of people thought it was weird that they weren’t already living together since they were dating for five years. But Kylie was in love with her loft so much she didn’t want to leave, and it wasn’t big enough for the two of them. He wanted to surprise her in a few months with a new home that he had been looking at. He didn’t want to show her right away because she was still stressed from working on Elina’s wedding and she didn’t need any added stress.

“Here you go,” she placed a plate full of food in front of him. “There’s still some left over if you’re still hungry.”

“Thank you baby,” he cooed, puckering out his lips. She giggled and pecked his lips quickly before getting the coffee he had forgotten to get. When she had sat back down to eat, he saw that she had a little hickey on her collar bone area. They ate in a comfortable silence as Patrick continued to admire her body. Her long, tan legs were crossed as she ate a slice of her bacon.

“Why don’t you take a picture? It’ll last much longer, sweetie,” she wiggled her eyebrows before she finished up her waffle. “Are you done?”

Patrick gave her a nod as she took his plate so she could put them away. He got up and decided to put away the syrup and throw away their napkins as she loaded up the dish washer. As she closed the dishwasher, Patrick wrapped one of his arms around her waist and lifted her off of the ground. She laughed loudly as he carried her back to the bedroom with ease.

“Can’t we take a break? We were at it all night long,” she said as her laughter died down. “I need a break.”

He threw her down on the bed and crawled up on top of her. “That’s why we’re watching a movie instead.”

“Are you really planning on keeping me in this bed all day long? What if I had plans?” She arched her eyebrow at him.

“Well you love me and you’d do anything I want because I put that pretty ring on your finger,” he smirked down at her.

She let out an over dramatic sigh and rolled her eyes. “Well I guess you’re right. I mean, this is a beautiful ring after all. I guess I do owe you some type of reward.”

He smirked, “I like the way you think.” Patrick leaned down to give her a kiss, but she placed her hand on his lips. “What now?” He groaned.

“Before we start, I need to go back to my place and pack a few things. I have a feeling that you’re going to keep me here all weekend long.” She smiled at his impatience, thinking that it was adorable. “Plus I need my car for when I leave Monday morning for work.”

He gave her a little frown as she wiggled out of his grasp to get dressed. “Why can’t you just move in?”

“Because,” she threw the shirt that she was wearing at his face, “My loft is better than yours.”

He wasn’t going to lie, it was a nice loft. But he knew the only reason why she wanted to stay was because she couldn’t imagine being more than a few floors away from Elina. Patrick slipped on the shirt that she was just wearing and grabbed a pair of sweatpants since he knew they weren’t going anywhere special. Once the two were finally dressed, Patrick drove over to her home so she could pack a few overnight things.

While Kylie was up in her room, Patrick was walking up from the kitchen with an apple in his mouth. He sauntered into her bedroom and saw that she was wearing something more casual than the previous night. She placed a few clothes into her big Victoria’s Secret bag before neatly packing away an outfit for work since she planned on spending two nights at his place. He sat on her bed, waiting for her to finish. He just wanted to get back to his place.

“Baby,” Patrick whined as he placed his half eaten apple on her night stand.

“You’re too old to be whining,” she snickered, placing her bag on the floor. Kylie walked over to the side of the bed where Patrick was sitting and sat on his lap. “What do you want?”

He gave her a little shrug as his cheeks turned a light shade of red. “I just missed you.”

“Aren’t you just the cutest thing ever,” she cooed, pinching his cheeks.

Patrick buried his face into her chest to prevent her from doing anything else from his cheeks. “You know, if you keep embarrassing me, I won’t take you out tonight.”

“Did you have something special in mind?” She questioned, rubbing her hands up and down his arms. She loved feeling up his muscles, especially when he was on top of her.

He gave her a nod before pecking her chin. “There’s this little cabin a few hours away that I rented for us.”

“Is it the cabin you took me to my birthday two years ago?” She awed. “Pat, why are you doing all of this? It’s too much. I don’t deserve it.”

“Yes you do,” he corrected her. “I meant it when I said that I would always try to make you feel like you’re number one. The season is always crazy and you’re always working. It’s not going to get easier, especially when the time comes for me to get traded and we start our family.”

Kylie smiled as she placed her hands on either side of his face, pushing his cheeks together slightly. “You think about us having kids?”

“Of course I do,” Patrick said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You don’t date a girl for five years and not think about this sort of stuff.”

“God, I love you so much,” Kylie wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I love you too, baby,” Patrick mumbled against her lips.