I woke up a few hours after our fun little 'adventure' to Patch snoring with his mouth hanging wide open.

Sexy I thought sarcastically.

Unfortunately my thought never reached Patch and he continued with his obnoxious noises. I realized that I could possibly get some work done while Patch slept, I slowly sat up and stretched. I winced, Patch and I really did get a bit carried I suppose. I gingerly got out of bed and threw on a pair of my fiance's briefs and his favorite black button down shirt.

I slowly but surely made it into the kitchen and got dinner started, after I was positive I could leave the food simmering without it exploding, I set to tidying up the house.I was nearly done when I heard the tell-tale sounds that Patch was awake, I also heard the tell-tale sound that he wasn't happy either.

"Nora!" he called sounding panicked.

I stayed quiet, sometimes messing with him was fun. Plus the I-can't-believe-you-would-scare-me-like-that sex is always a bonus.

"NORA!" Patch yelled louder this time.

"In here" I answered nonchalantly, smiling wickedly.

"Were you in the kitchen the whole time? Where are my... Nora!" he called.

"Yes?" I answered innocently as adjusted my...well his underwear on my body.

"Where are my clothes?" he asked eerily calm.

"Why would I know?" I said trying to keep my voice neutral.

"Maybe because you're wearing them" Patch whispered in my ear.

I jumped.

"Don't scare me like that!" I screeched, hating that he could sneak up on me.

"oops" he smirked and covered his lips with mine.

I smirked and gently pulled away a few minutes later. Patch smiled and pressed a quick kiss to my forehead before going to lounge on the couch.

"I just cleaned that area, don't make it dirty again" I explained.

"Oh hush," my fiance smirked.

"What time are you going into work tommorow?" I asked him while piling our dinner onto the plates.

"Seven" He answered simply as he flipped through the TV channels.

"I guess I won't see you until 11 tomorrow night" I sighed.

After Vee's wedding we went out and found a nice place in New York City and I got a job as an "artist that paints Heaven and Hell" and Patch is a school counselor at an esteemed private school. Even though sometimes he may not seem like it Patch is very sentimental to troubled kids, especially ones with lots of money.

"Why?" he asked in a concerned tone.

"I've got a really good sketch going and I'll be able to fill it in tomorrow if I finish it in the morning" I explained setting our food down at the kitchen table.

"What is it a sketch of?" Patch asked as he gradually moved towards the food.

You know a magician never reveals her secrets I smiled at him.

Yes but you're an artist, that's different Patch explained.

That makes magic with her brush I pointed out

Oh hush up he grinned.

Eat I chided

He didn't argue with that.


Patch's POV

"Dinner was amazing by the way" I told my fiancee.

"It better be, I slaved over a hot stove for 30 whole minutes!" Nora, my Angel explained in earnest.

"Oh hush" I smiled kissing her.


OMG guys I got some really nice reviews for Chapter 1 and I would like to thank the people who left them. Thank you to jess, Renne and Dallas. You all are very sweet.
Sorry this one took awhile, school is a b*tch sometimes. Chapter 3 coming soon.
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-Sparkles.