Thee I love chapter 2
Since leaving the order Shelagh had been enjoying the luxury of not waking early every morning for mass but today however she awoke early as it was Christmas and she was spending the day with Patrick. They were still finding it difficult to find time to be together, so as Timothy was at his Grandmothers for the morning it seemed silly not to take advantage.
Shelagh quickly got dressed in the clothes which Trixie had lent her upon learning that she was seeing Patrick. The dress was a dark blue in colour which, according to Trixie, would "bring out her eyes". It had mid-length sleeves with a dipped top; it was not enough to show any cleavage, but just enough for her to feel slightly out of her comfort zone. Trixie had also leant Shelagh a pair of black heels. Shelagh was still quite out of practice when it came to wearing heels which wasn't surprising after wearing nothing but brogues since she was in her twenties. After giving herself a final once-over in the mirror she headed out to wait for Patrick.
After quietly closing the door, she turned around to find that Patricks car was already there.
"Good morning Patrick."
Patrick turned around upon hearing his fiancés voice, only to be greeted by possibly the most beautiful sight he'd ever witnessed.
"Wow...I mean...wow! You look beautiful." Patrick stuttered.
"You're looking quite handsome yourself doctor" Shelagh replied.
Patrick opened the door and indicated for Shelagh to get in. The car journey to Patrick's house was filled with small talk. Mostly about work, Timothy and their wedding which was fast approaching.
Upon arriving at their destination they got out of the car and into the house quite quickly, trying to avoid the now frequent fall of snowflakes.
"I'm afraid my darling that if the snow doesn't start to slow down that you will be stuck with me for the entire day!" Patrick winked.
"Oh how awful" Shelagh teased back.
"Now that is hurtful. My beautiful fiancé doesn't even want to spend time with me" Patrick chuckled.
"You know I don't mean it" Shelagh laughed.
"Yes I do. You really do look incredibly beautiful today though my dear." Patrick said, stroking her face with his thumb.
"Don't be silly" Shelagh blushed, looking at the ground.
He gently took hold of her face, tilting it upwards to make eye contact with her once more.
"I'm not being silly. You really don't realise how truly beautiful you are, Shelagh. I still can't believe that out of all of the men in the world that you could have had your pick of, you chose an old man like me." Patrick stated before capturing her lips in a kiss. It was unlike any of the kisses they'd shared before. All of the others had been gentle and chaste but this was fiery and passionate. Her hands came up around his shoulders and onto the back of this neck, playing with his short hair, while his hand were on her waist drawing lazy circles on her hips.
Patrick broke the kiss when the need for air became too prominent.
"I love you so much." Shelagh sighed, resting her forehead against his shoulder.
"I love you too." Patrick said in between placing kisses across Shelagh's jaw.
"I thought I was supposed to be coming over to help you cook Christmas lunch, not to act like love-sick teenagers." Shelagh giggled.
"Ah yes, right this way then my dear" Patrick chuckled leading Shelagh into the kitchen.