So I hope the wait wasn't to long but on the bright side it's officially the start of my summer vacation. On the other hand I'm starting work so I'll try and keep updating on a regular bases. Please I love to know what you think and as always I own nothing.
After the mall we had decided on going straight home, it was late and we were both ready for dinner. I was about to sit down in the living room and let him cook when I was informed he had other plans.
"What do you think this is a restaurant? You have to come help." He grinned directing me by the small of my back into the kitchen where he had already poured two glasses of wine.
"And what is it that we're making?" I took a sip of the wine, I noticed the bottle on the counter and it looked expensive where had it come from?
"You know the great thing about wine if it goes unopened it could last forever." He followed my gaze.
"Does that mean?"
"Angela and I didn't much like a bunch of fancy things going out to the new restaurants and what not, but a good winery was another story. And you really can't waste good wine."
"You've had this wine for nine years."
"At least," he nodded. "A friend has been storing them in his cellar for me, but before we can start on dinner we must make dessert."
"Dessert?"
"Well we have to give the chocolate plenty of time to harden otherwise we'll just make a mess eating the strawberries." Making dessert ended with him licking the chocolate off of my fingers and then teasing me for making such a mess of it.
"You asked for my help you deal with the fallout." I teased standing on my toes to give him a kiss, "Great now I really sound like you." He just laughed and poured another glass of wine.
"Well as long as you don't make quite as big a mess with dinner as you do dessert."
"No promises, I haven't cooked a real meal in years."
"Then I've got my work cut out for me." He chuckled coming up right behind me and taking my hands in his. From there he directed my motions chopping vegetables and putting the meat on the stove. I let him lead until I couldn't take his breath on the back of my neck in longer I had to turn around. He tasted like chocolate and expensive wine he was perfect. "You're going to ruin your appetite." His voice was almost a whisper and very seductive.
"You still haven't even told me what dinner is."
"You're the one making it." He teased.
"And it looks almost done." I sighed turning back to the food. Upon his instruction I took my seat at the table and he served the food refilling my glass of wine for a third time, at this rate I'd end up drunk before the meal was over, as if it would matter, my judgment has always been slightly impaired when it came to Patrick Jane.
"Enjoy." He smiled.
"What is it that I've made exactly?"
"That would be beef tenderloin with a red wine sauce."
"Well it tastes delicious." I nodded my approval.
"My compliments to the chef." He toasted his glass.
"You're really good at this." I sighed as dinner came to an end. He just watched me and waited for me to continue. "For having almost no practice dating you're very good at it."
"I like to think it's because I know you."
"And what do you know about me, that would make for such a brilliant date?"
"I know that you hate the idea of going to a fancy restaurant and dressing up and the theatre would bore you, you'd much rather stay home and watch a movie in your pajamas."
"So maybe you know me."
"Of course I do." He laughed, and then the phone rang.
"The kids." I jumped up and he just nodded and started clearing the table.
"Hey boss."
"Grace how is everything?"
"The kids are great, they slept in pretty late this morning sorry I didn't call I said I would."
"No that's fine, as long as the kids are okay."
"Yeah Emily got a little upset this morning at breakfast it was something to do with the pancakes being normal." Grace explained and I couldn't help but smile I looked around where had Patrick gone. "But after we got that everything has been okay, I assume you want to talk to them."
"Yes I would love to talk to the them. "
"Hi Teresa!" The girls called through the phone.
"Hey are you having a good time?"
"Yeah it's fun, we went to the mall today, and we saw you, but Miss. Agent Grace didn't cause you ran away first it was really funny."
"I'm sorry I ran away."
"That's okay, guess what else we did?"
"What else did you do?"
"We went to the playground, and now we are going to play a game and then Miss. Agent Grace says we have to go to bed because you are coming to get us in the morning."
"But we want to watch a movie and we think we can, when are you coming in the morning?"
"I'll be there right after church so we can go to lunch together."
"That's a long time away."
"I know but that's why you need to go to sleep when Miss. Grace tells you cause then you'll be asleep and you won't even notice the time pass."
"Do you miss us a lot?"
"I miss you sooo much, how are your brother and sister?"
"William is cranky and annoying, and he won't talk to Miss. Agent Grace, he misses Patrick."
"Do you want him to read you guy a bedtime story?"
"Uh huh."
"Okay let me find him, it'll only take a minute."
"I'm right here." He wandered down the stairs in his sweats and a t-shirt. "Go on and get comfortable. Hey girls what story do you want to hear tonight?" I heard him start to tell a story as I headed to the bedroom, old football jersey it was. When I made my way downstairs Patrick had finished up his story and was telling the kids good night, "I miss you very very much and you tell William and Cass the same thing, and I promise I'll see you tomorrow. Teresa wants to say goodnight." He turned around and grinned.
"Night girls you behave for Miss. Grace it'll be just one more night and I'll see you tomorrow before you even know it."
"Night Night." Both girls called through the phone, "We miss you."
"I miss you to." I sighed listening as the phone went dead on the other end.
"They're going to have a long night." Patrick wrapped his arms around my waist. "But they'll be okay, are you going to be okay?"
"I'm perfectly fine." I gave him a quick kiss, "And if I recall we still have dessert."
"Yes we do, you take a seat on the couch I'll be right back." He instructed, apparently his night of romancing wasn't quite over. He came back a couple minutes with the strawberries organized on a plate and another bottle of wine.
"You're trying to get me drunk aren't you?" I grinned as he set both down on the coffee table before sticking in a movie.
"I would never." He feigned offense, "I just think wine and chocolate covered strawberries go hand in hand."
"You are the one picking the meals, so of course you would pick something that goes good with wine."
"Maybe I was just trying to woo you. You know like I said I would." He laid out on the couch and I curled up in front of him as the movie started.
"You did not pick this movie."
"I wanted a movie I knew you'd like."
"I never said I liked this movie."
"You didn't have to say it." He chuckled taking a bite of strawberry. "Besides it has a certain significance in our relationship."
"Maybe I let every man who shows up at my door quoting romantic movies in."
"How many men have quoted movies on your door step?"
"Just you."
"In that case you're one for one." He kissed me again tasting like chocolate strawberries and wine, there really was a method to his madness after all.
"We keep this up we're going to miss the whole movie."
"Well we wouldn't want that." He groaned, but didn't protest as I turned back around to watch the movie. Before we knew it the strawberries were gone, and then the wine, had we really finished two bottle of wine tonight, no the one with dinner wasn't empty I had to remind myself. When Harry Met Sally could not end fast enough at this point, but we were both determined to wait until the end.