Chapter Eight - Amazing
"You should wear this color more often. It looks fabulous on you." Liz said, applying a little more eyeshadow to Robin's eyelid. "Keep your eyes closed." Lizreminded and Robin promptly flinched. "Hold still or I will end up poking your eye out!" Liz scolded, switching to the other eye.
"You don't have to use up your entire dinner break doing my make-up." Robin said, trying to keep her eyes closed. "I have done this by myself before, you know."
"I know." Liz replied, picking up the mascara from Robin's make-up bag. "But this is fun. More fun than eating in the hospital cafeteria. And, I haven't done someone else's makeup since high school. Open your eyes." Robin did as Liz commanded and Liz brushed her eyelashes with the mascara wand. Stepping back to look at her work, Liz said, "Beautiful. What do you think?"
Robin stood up from the bench in the ladies' locker room and checked her reflection in the mirror. Her face broke out into a huge smile. "Is that really me?" she asked.
"It's all you, girl." Liz said with a smile. "All I did was add the face paint."
The door to the locker room opened and in came Emily, out of breath. "Good, you're still here." She said, with a grin. "I was hoping you didn't leave before I got back. Here. These will look great with that dress." Emily handed Robin two boxes...the first held the most beautiful silver, diamond, and onyx necklace she had ever seen. The second held the matching earrings.
"Emily, these are beautiful." Robin breathed. "I'm going to be worried all night about losing them." Emily came around Robin to fasten the necklace around her neck while Robin attached the earrings. "I can't believe you guys are doing this. Most brides don't get treatment this good on their wedding day, and I'm just going to dinner."
"Listen to her. Just going to dinner." Emily teased. "Jax is taking you in his private helicopter to Manhattan for dinner at Cipriani's with clients that are as powerful as modern day Kennedy's. This is big!"
"It would have all the makings of a true romantic evening, except for the fact that Jax is like your brother." Liz said with a grin. "Too bad you're not going with Patrick instead."
"I knew there was something going on between you and him!" Emily squealed with delight.
"Not tonight, okay you two? Let's get through one evening without mentioning Patrick Drake." Robin pleaded, pulling her dress over her head. "Can someone zip me up?" Liz moved behind Robin to zip up her dress as Robin looked in the mirror again. "God, I haven't worn this dress in ages. I'm surprised it still fits." Sliding her feet into her heels, Robin turned around to face her two friends. "So, how do I look?"
"Wow." Liz and Emily said in unison and all three women began to laugh. "Jax's clients aren't going to know what hit them." Liz said.
"Yeah," Emily agreed. "Jax is going to regret inviting you because once those guys get a look at you... the last thing on their minds is going to be business."
Robin giggled. "You two are very good for my ego."
Liz checked her watch and said, "If I am going to get any dinner before my break is over, I'd better get down to the cafeteria." She came over and hugged Robin. "Have a great time tonight. You deserve it."
"I have to go, too." Emily said, moving in for her hug. "I have to pick Michael up from karate class and he gets antsy if I'm late. Have fun."
"Thanks guys." Robin said, watching them walk out the door. She turned back to the mirror and added a coat of lip gloss over her lipstick. Looking around for her wrap, she realized she must have left it at the nurses station. Glancing up at the clock on the locker room wall, Robin saw that she had a few minutes before Jax arrived to pick her up.
Making her way down the hall to the nurse's station, Robin's heels clicked with each step on the linoleum flooring. That was probably why she didn't realize that Patrick was behind her until she heard him say, "All ready for the big date, Dr. Scorpio?"
Robin spun around and Patrick fell silent. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked at her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. They stood there staring at each other for a few moments before Patrick recovered and said, "You clean up nicely."
Robin put her lip gloss back in her evening clutch and looked up at him. "That almost sounded sincere, Dr. Drake." She was glad that her voice did not falter for there was no denying the shivers going up and down her body as she watched his eyes travel all over her and take it all in...the dress, the hair, the make-up. There was no denying the attraction in his eyes. Secretly, she suddenly felt that it was all worth it.
"You don't think I can be sincere?" Patrick asked, teasingly. "That hurts."
"I'm sure you'll get over it." Robin shot back. "And I'm sure that there is a long line of Port Charles' finest ladies just waiting to help you."
"Jealous?" He asked with a smirk.
"I was just about to ask you the same question." Robin said coyly. "You know, Dr. Drake, it's not good etiquette to dig around for information about me while out on a date with another woman."
"Are you really lecturing me on date etiquette, Dr. Scorpio? You...with the non-existent social life."
"Well, whatever I've got was good enough to get me a helicopter ride to New York and dinner at Cipriani's." Robin retorted, a satisfied smile on her face.
"With a guy who has as much personality as that wall over there." Patrick said, not bothering to hide his jealousy. "I guess there are some things money just can't buy."
"Jax is very charming. Must you insult everyone who..."
"Does he make you feel like this every time he is close to you?" Patrick asked, stepping closer to her and putting his hands on her waist. "Does he send shivers through you?" He whispered, running his hands over the goosebumps that were forming on her arms. "Does he remind you that you are still a hot blooded, American woman?"
"Jax is..."
"This isn't really about Jax anymore, is it?" Patrick whispered, his breath hot on her skin. Every nerve in Robin's body was on high alert and she could feel her breath becoming ragged. She hadn't felt like this in a long time. He was right...she felt like a woman.
Patrick wrapped his arms around her and could feel when she finally gave in to her desire and relaxed. When she did, he inched closer and closer until their lips brushed against each others.
He moved his lips softly at first, feeling, tasting the taste of her sweet mouth, drawing in the sensation of her lips against his. But then the kiss deepened and became more passionate and demanding.. Patrick teased Robin's lips further apart with the tip of his tongue, moving it slowly on them, caressing her upper lip, then the lower, finally diving in between. Robin's arms finally found their way around Patrick's neck, her balance shattered under the fierce force of the kiss.
Patrick's hands couldn't resist touching her, his fingertips itching to feel her burning skin under them. They started moving, tracing their way up Robin's arms, until they reached her collarbone, then her neck, and they finally cupping her face. He took her lower lip between his teeth, biting it briefly, just hard enough to make a silent groan escape from Robin's throat. Or was it his? He wasn't sure anymore.
From somewhere behind them, Robin heard someone clear their throat. Her eyes flew open as she realized that Jax was standing just a few feet away from them. With a gasp Patrick and Robin's lips parted and their bodies pulled apart. Patrick's body jerked, as if startled by the sudden realization of what had happened, and he reluctantly dropped his hands to his side. "I'm sorry." He mumbled. "I didn't mean to..." His breath was a pant, his chest rising up and down as he drew in air. Robin simply stared into his deep brown eyes, as widened as she imagined her own were.
"I don't mean to interrupt," Jax said, running his hands through his hair with a grin. "But we have to get going. The helicopter pilot has already filed his flight plan and we don't want to throw off his schedule. Are you ready, Robin?"
"Um, yeah." Robin replied, avoiding looking at Patrick. "I think I left my wrap at the nurse's station desk. Let me just get it."
"You can fix your lipstick in the car." Jax said with a grin and Robin threw a death look at him over her shoulder as she hurried down the hall.
Jax turned back to face Patrick, who was wiping the lipstick off his own lips. Patrick looked up at a grinning Jax and said, "I'm not moving in on your turf, man. That was really more about friendship than anything else."
Jax smirked and said, "Really? Because I've never seen her kiss any of her other friends like that."