Robin arrived home and as it appeared deserted, she figured Patrick must not have gotten home yet. She went into their bedroom and noted her carry on bag laid out with a note.
Pack an overnight bag including an evening dress for this evening's surprise. Love, Patrick.
Robin picked up the note, puzzled over what Patrick had planned for them. Well, it must be good, she thought. I have a feeling I'm going to enjoy myself immensely. I have to remember to tell him about my surprise for him though, she thought with a laugh.
Robin quickly packed an overnight bag thinking it was a good thing she and Patrick had the next day off work, but she had a sneaking suspicion that Patrick had planned it that way. She hurriedly packed, but did deliberate a bit over the evening dress Patrick had wanted her to pack. She finally decided on a sleek black A-line dress that was beaded with tiny rhinestones all over and a pair of matching heels. She liked how the dress accentuated her curves and knew that Patrick would be appreciative. She had just finished packing her protocol into the bag when she heard the front door to the apartment opening. She hurried out to the living room to find Patrick entering carrying a single red rose.
Robin smiled as Patrick looked up and held the rose out to her. They both met each other midway across the room and wrapped their arms around each other, happy to just be near the other person. Patrick removed one arm so he could take the rose and present it to her, while tickling her nose with it. Robin laughed and swatted him with her hand after taking the rose. "Thank you so much," said Robin, twirling her rose and smelling it, crinkling her nose slightly.
"My pleasure, ladybug," he said. "Did you get everything packed and ready to go? We have to leave soon to keep to the schedule I have planned."
"Really? Now where might that be?" asked Robin, a twinkle in her eye.
"Ah, now that is for me to know and you to find out," said Patrick, matching her twinkle with one of his own. "And we need to get going soon so we can go have our romantic evening," he said, pushing her away from him and swatting her behind playfully.
Robin laughed while exiting the room. "Be careful there, boy, or we will be very late if I have anything to say about it," she said teasingly. Robin grabbed her carry on and hurried back out to Patrick, whom she noticed didn't seem to have anything with him. "What about your things? Don't you need to bring anything?" she asked.
"My things are already on the plane," he said. "I packed them a couple of days ago and gave them to Jax to load on the jet."
"A jet?" asked Robin in surprise. "We're going on Jax's jet? Just where are we going, Patrick? Especially somewhere that involves a jet?"
Patrick just shook his head in response to her questions. "You will find out when we get there, darling. Just hurry along now and we shall go," he said as he guided her out the door and down to his car. "Jax was gracious enough to loan us his private jet once I explained how special this evening was going to be for the both of us," he said, in answer to her unspoken question.
Robin just looked at him in surprise, hoping against hope that maybe, just maybe, he was going to do what she thought he might do. That would indeed make it a special night, she thought. Ok, I'll go along with him and let him do what he wants without argument as I've just got to see what he has planned.
Patrick made small talk all the way to the airport and when they got there they quickly made their way to Jax's jet which awaited them. They were able to get on board and ready for takeoff within a half hour and they were away. Patrick looked at Robin and asked, "I suppose you've been on this jet before, right?"
Robin looked at him and nodded, "Yes, I've been on here when Jax and Brenda were together. Brenda and I would have a blast taking off at short notice to go shopping in New York or somewhere like that. I sure do miss her," she said, thinking about her best friend in Italy.
"I know you do," said Patrick. "I'm hoping she can visit soon," he said with a knowing smile.
Robin looked at him inquisitively, "Do you know something I don't know?" she asked. "Is there a reason for Brenda to come for a visit soon?"
Patrick looked at her with a twinkle in his eye, "I don't know. I just thought maybe she'd want to come visit you soon. You never know," he said with a teasing smile.
Robin looked at him carefully and knew without a doubt that he definitely had something up his sleeve and she wanted to find out what it was. At her penetrating stare, Patrick just shrugged his shoulders and tried to look nonchalant. Robin couldn't help but giggle at the scene.
Patrick looked at her quickly and asked, "Hey, what's so funny?"
"You are," she said laughing. "You're are trying so hard to hide something from me and you're not doing a very good job of it. It's rather comical," she said, laughing louder. Patrick got out of his seatbelt, since they were now airborne, and sat next to her on the comfortable couch taking her in his arms.
"Well, if you're going to laugh at me, you at least need to give me a kiss," he said, pulling her in for a lingering kiss. He pulled away after a steamy few minutes and asked, "Now, how was that?"
"That was very, very good," she said slowly as she traced her fingers along the rim of his lips. He smiled and gathered her close to him for an intimate embrace.
They sat there oblivious to their surroundings for the longest time until the Captain's voice came over the loudspeaker telling them to buckle up for their landing. Patrick released Robin and they both buckled up and prepared for their landing in Patrick's mysterious city. As they landed, the Captain again came over the intercom and said, "Welcome to New York City. I hope you enjoy your stay here." Robin looked at Patrick in surprise and he just smiled.
Robin and Patrick were pleasantly surprised by how quickly they were able to get in a cab and arrive at their hotel, the "New York Palace Hotel" where they had reservations for a Tower Corner Suite. They were pleasantly surprised by how they were able to quickly check in and go up to their room. Once inside, Robin looked around and gasped as she took in the beauty and elegance of their room. It was truly breathtaking. She looked at Patrick, waiting for him to finish tipping the bellhop, and jumped into his arms after he turned around from closing the door.
"Whoa, there," he said. "Take it easy. I guess you like what you are seeing, huh?" he asked playfully, turning her around to see the room better, but keeping her firmly entrenched against his body with his arms around her waist.
"I love it Patrick," she said breathlessly, unable to hide her glee. "What can you possibly do for an encore now?" she asked, looking up at him with undisguised anticipation.
"You just wait and see. Just wait and see," he said smiling down at her. He loved it when she was happy like this. It just made everything he did in life worthwhile to see her so joyous. He was very glad that the events earlier in the day had not dampened her excitement. He was almost certain that what lied ahead for them would continue in the same vein of excitement.
"All right, honey, sorry, but we have to get going to make our reservation," said Patrick as he put her down gently on the bed in their bedroom. "Here's your bag," he said handing the carry on to Robin. "We need to get ready and be leaving within a half hour in order to make our reservation," he said with a smile.
"So, Patrick, where is our reservation at?" asked Robin, hoping that he would tell her, but knowing it was probably a futile effort.
"Now, why would I tell you that, little Miss Nosy?" asked Patrick with a laugh and tweaking her nose. "You go get your evening dress on and I'll go get my attire on," he said as he picked up his luggage and disappeared into the bathroom.
Robin heard him getting ready and smiled as she wondered what he was going to wear and how handsome he would look in it. She gasped when he walked out a few minutes later in a black and white tuxedo. "Wow, you really are going all out, aren't you?" she asked in shock. "I've never seen you wear a tux before. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion, "What exactly do you have planned for tonight?"
Patrick grinned at her and said, "Just you wait and see, Robin." He then left the bedroom leaving her to finish getting ready. Robin quickly hurried up and exited the bathroom herself just a few minutes later, looking elegant in her black, sparkling gown.
Patrick looked up at her from where he was sitting and stood up quickly, walking to her, "Oh, my, Robin, you are absolutely breathtaking," he said enthusiastically. "Absolutely lovely. I'm not going to be able to keep my eyes off of you all night," he said, as he let his eyes slowly languish over some particularly juicy areas of flesh that were exposed.
"Well, that is the idea, after all, Patrick," said Robin with a coy smile. "Let me take my evening protocol and we can go," she said with a flourish as she whisked by him. Robin had grabbed her med bag from inside her carry on and walked over to the counter where she grabbed a glass and took her pills. Patrick walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to gently lean on him while she took her pills. He watched her silently, wishing with all his might that he could take this disease she had inside of her away, but knowing he entirely helpless where that was concerned. He quickly put any negative thoughts aside, as she finished taking her meds, and he turned her around and kissed her fully on the lips. It was another long, searing kiss and it was a few minutes before they both pulled away, panting a bit.
"Let's get going," said Patrick as he caught his breath and Robin smiled at her noticing his arousal, which was the same as hers. He guided her towards the door and they left their room taking the elevator down to the lobby, where the doorman was waiting for them.
"Sir, your limousine is waiting," the doorman said, guiding them to the edge of the circle turn around. Robin looked up at Patrick in surprise with a wide smile on her face.
"A limousine, Patrick? Wow, you really are going all out," said Robin in wonder.
"Thank you so much," said Patrick to the doorman, as he handed him his tip.
"Not a problem, Sir, not a problem," said the doorman smiling widely and fingering his tip. "Enjoy your evening."
Patrick tipped Robin's chin up to give her a light kiss and said, "Nothing is too good for you, Robin. I want you to know that I mean that, forever," he said passionately.
"With you around, Patrick, I think I could start to believe that," said Robin tenderly, reaching up a hand to stroke him through his lovely, thick hair. Patrick smiled at her and brought her around to the side of the limousine and opened the door so she could get in. They took off to their destination for the lovely evening ahead.
Back in Port Charles, the employer held the phone to his ear as he listened to what the caller told him. Hmmm… he thought, if what he suspected happened tonight, did in fact happen, he knew exactly how to carry out his plan. He would get revenge for his daughter's death!