Score on Me

by Melody Heck Gatto

  Kat quietly walked into the foyer area.

  "Pat," Kris said as he pulled Kat close to him, "this is my girlfriend, Kat."

  "Nice to meet you, Patrick." She motioned to shake his hand. Patrick was the same age as Kris. He was taller and built thicker. He had an older look to him, with salt and pepper hair and five o'clock shadow. He wore a Los Angeles t-shirt, and blue jeans shorts. He wore Velcro strap sandals.

  "Well, what do we have here?" He smiled devilishly. "Kris, she is even prettier than you described. Honey, what are you doing with this bum?" He joked as Kris flipped him the finger. "Kat, it's very nice to finally meet you." Patrick waved off her attempt to shake his hand. "Honey, you're with Kris, so you are family." With that he gave her a hug. "Aw, she's shy." he laughed as Kat's face darkened with embarrassment.

  "So, Patrick, would you like some iced tea? Or something to eat?" Kat asked.

  "Thanks, but I am going to get these bags out of your way and downstairs first. The spare room is still downstairs, right?"

  "Yep, and it's all ready for you, c'mon," Kris carried one of the bags. "Go get your trunks on, we're going to swim for a little while." Kris kissed Kat softly as they walked by her. "Be right back, babe."

  "It's nice down here, bro." Patrick said as he looked around his room. "You did a sweet job with the renovations!"

  "Yeah, it's private, so you can do your own thing while you are staying with us."

  "And, damn! You weren't kidding, Kat is smokin'!" Patrick laughed. "This is the chick from the coffee shop, right?"

  "Yeah," Kris laughed. "I never really thought of her as the girl from the coffee shop. But, yeah."

  "How long have you guys been together?"

  "About five months now." Kris smiled as his thoughts drifted to Kat.

  "Whoa, you got it bad, dude, you're even daydreaming about her! Is this the one?"

  Kris shrugged, "I think"

  "She is! No way!" Patrick said, playfully shoving Kris's shoulder.

  "Dude, enough already. Geesh. I'll meet you out at the pool, okay? Sure you aren't hungry?" Kris asked as he left the basement.

  "Nah, I'm fine. Be out in a second." Patrick called.

  Kat was skimming the leaves out of the pool. Kris snuck up behind her and hugged her around her waist, kissing her neck and shoulder.

  "Ready?" Setting down the skimmer she slid off her shorts, tossing them on a lounge chair.

  She tugged on his t-shirt. "C'mon, he'll be out when he's ready."

  Kris tossed his shirt on a chair, and jumped into the pool. "C'mon! The water is great!"

  "Yeah, I'm not that brave," she held the railing as she walked down the steps into the pool. "Thank goodness for the heater." She swam a lap to the side of the pool where he stood.

  Kris grabbed her cheek in his hand, and looked into her eyes. "Do you know how much I love you?" His gazed into her blue eyes. His body burned. His was filled with so much love for this girl. He wanted to ask her now. He wanted to marry her. But this wasn't how he had planned it.

  "Probably as much as I love you," she answered.

  He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, his body pressed up against her wet skin, pushing her to the wall of the pool. Her skin was warm from the sun. Wrapping her arms around his neck she opened her mouth as he kissed her deeply.

  "Hey! Enough of that! Can't that wait till later? Geesh! Get a room!" Patrick called, walking towards the pool.

  Kris pulled away from Kat's body slightly, just enough to flip Patrick off. "Shut up, dude!"

  Kat laughed. Patrick jumped in the pool and swam over to them.

  "So, the great Patrick Dubois. How do you like Los Angeles?" Kat asked Patrick as he treaded water.

  "Yeah, it's nice. Obviously they love me there, but, I dunno, I like traveling. I really like Pittsburgh." He smirked at Kris. "So, Kat, did Kris tell you about his stick meets face accident as a kid?" Patrick asked.

  "No. What's that about?" Kat ruffled her brow.

  "It happened when we were young, what? Maybe six?"

  "Yes, we were six." Kris answered stone faced, not amused by the story.

  "Okay, so we were six. We always played street hockey, or on whatever backyard rink we could find. Well, this fateful day, we were all bundled up, scarves, hats, gloves, you get the picture. Anyways, I went to move around him, but when I went to stick handle, I got caught up in Kris's scarf. The stick was twisted in the fabric and as I pulled he moved and, BAM!" Patrick smacked his hands together.

  "Bam?"

  "Right in the kisser! The butt end of the stick jabbed him right in the mouth." Patrick started to chuckle. "Right in the mouth! Augh! You should've seen his face!" Patrick's chuckle turned into a roar of laughter.

  "Don't try to hold back or anything, damn. Do you believe this guy? I was really hurt! How is that funny?"

  "It was SO freaking funny! Oh my God! Dude, your eyes were huge, and tears were streaming down your face. I still remember you spitting out your teeth into the snow. It was so cool."

  "Yeah, cool. Somehow I don't recall it being funny or cool. Luckily those were my baby teeth, but I was so miserable until the new ones grew in! You know how hard it is to eat without your two front teeth?"

  Patrick tried to answer, but was too busy laughing.

  "Aw, my poor baby. But look how perfect your adult teeth grew in." Kat gently kissed his lips.

  "Alright, relax, Mr. Sensitive." Patrick sighed as he wiped a tear away from his eye. "I'm hungry. What do you say we get some grub?"

  Kat shook her head as she climbed out of the pool.

  Kris was ogling her as she walked towards the towels in her tiny bikini, then noticed Patrick. "Hey! Keep your eyes to yourself, dude. She's mine." Kris joked and shoved him into the water.

  "I know, I know…but where can I get one of those? Hell…" Patrick continued to watch Kat. Kris shoved Patrick under the water, holding him down for a moment. Patrick responded by grabbing Kris and a friendly dunking war broke out.

  "I give up!" Patrick called out, swimming to the side of the pool and hopping out.

  Kris dunked one more time, slicking his hair back, before getting out of the pool and drying off for dinner.

  Kris made grilled chicken on top of salad, with fruit on the side.

  "Still the healthy gourmet, I see?" Patrick joked.

  "Still a pain in the ass, I see?"

  "Oh my God, you two are killing me." Kat said, practically choking on her salad as she laughed.

  After they were done eating, Kat brought out the cupcakes and cookies.

  "No way! The health food nut is going to eat sugary treats?" Patrick laughed. "He didn't make these, did he?"

  Again, Kris flipped Patrick off. "You're an ass," Kris joked. "Not for me, dude. Kat likes this stuff, and I make the healthy stuff enough, she deserves some goodies! Plus I knew you would eat them, 'cause you're a pig…"

  "No, he didn't make them. They're from the local bakery." Before Kat could finish her sentence, Patrick polished off three cupcakes.

  "No one is going to steal your food, Pat. Damn, dude. Slow down!" Kris wagged his finger.

  Patrick was finishing off his fourth cupcake. With a mouth full of cupcake and a grin, he simply flipped Kris the middle finger.

  CHAPTER 22

  The guys raced up and down the ice. They threw wrist shots at the net and stick handled down to the other end of the ice, passing the puck between them. Patrick skated in between the Renegades players. Taking a pass he dumped it in, sliding it under Kaden's pads.

  "I still got it! Oh yeah!" Patrick yelled.

  Kris skated past where Kat sat, and tapped on the glass.

  When most of the players exited the ice, Kris waved for the girls to join them. As soon as Kat stepped onto the ice, Kris sped over to her and grabbed her, carrying her along the ice. "You can't say I never swept you off your feet." he laughed.

  "Cute…" she said as she caught her breath. "You are very cute…"

  "Je suis asse
z mignon, yes I am pretty cute…" he smiled and he took her hand, leading her around the rink a few times. Kat was struggling to keep up with Kris, she just wasn't as agile on the ice as he was. Her hand slipping out of his, she fell behind with the girls. Kris whipped around the ice a few times, racing the other guys to see who was faster. After a final lap, Kris returned to Kat's side, grabbing her waist. Skating backwards he pulled her around the ice.

  "Okay, yes, this is hot," she laughed.

  Kat slowed down as she quickly grew tired. "Apparently I need to work out more, that is great exercise, but I'm out of shape." Kat started to say, winded.

  "Yeah, I think it's time to get out of here, I'm tired too." Lindsey said.

  Kaden and Matt exited the ice and Lindsey and Emily said their goodbyes.

  "So, beautiful, you ready to go home?" Kris asked, coming to her side. His breath was hot on her face, only inches from her lips.

  "Definitely, ready." He took her hand and led her off the ice. He packed up their equipment and headed out the door. They almost ran right into Patrick.

  "Hey, guys, heading home?" Patrick asked. Kris nodded. "Sounds good." He hopped into the Jeep.

  "So, Kat, did you enjoy yourself today?" Kris turned out of the practice complex.

  "Yeah, I did. It was fun. Thanks." She laced her fingers through his as he drove.

  "Hey, cuz, I'm going out for a meeting with Ben. Any chance I can take the Wrangler?"

  "I guess. Just be careful with it." Kris said.

  "Me? Not careful with your Jeep? Please."

  "Yeah you. I know what a shitty driver you are." Kris tried to say with a straight face.

  Kat glanced out the window at the city. "Nice view from here."

  "Yeah, it sure is." Patrick said.

  Kat liked the idea of having the house to themselves tonight, even though Patrick was all the way downstairs, they still needed their privacy.

  Turning into the driveway, Kris glanced back at Patrick, "Don't forget, be careful, dude."

  "I will, I will, geez." Patrick said as he crawled out of the vehicle.

  Before Kris unlocked the front door, he tossed Patrick the keys to the Jeep. They watched from the doorway as Patrick disappeared down the street.

  "You want to get a pizza and rent a movie?" Kris asked without looking up at Kat.

  "Or, it could just be bedtime?" She asked, standing on the steps batting her eyes at him.

  "Yes please!" He turned out the lights in record time and raced after her up the stairs.

  ****

  It was Saturday, the Fourth of July, Kris kissed Kat's bare shoulder, running his hand down her naked body, stopping and squeezing her ass. "Hey!" she yelled playfully. "I'm sure we have to get up and moving. Didn't you get enough last night?" she teased.

  "Never." he laughed.

  Kat got up and walked to the bathroom as Kris admired her naked body. He heard the shower turn on, and figured he would grab a quick one while she was in there.

  He snuck in the bathroom and hopped in. He just wanted to touch her. Staring at her beautiful naked body he needed to touch it. He tried grabbing her butt, then tried kissing her, but she wasn't having it.

  "Patrick is just downstairs!" she whispered.

  "So?"

  She giggled as she pulled away from him and tried soaping up. She tried washing her hair, as he kissed her neck and ran his hands down her body. He could see her skin come alive with goosebumps as he slid his fingers over her hard nipples. I must be doing something right, he laughed to himself.

  He lowered his head to taste her erect nipple. Deciding to have a little fun he grabbed Kat and pulled her to him, shoving her against the bathroom wall. She let out a gasp and dropped the shampoo, just missing his toes. As he kissed her hard she ran her fingers through his wet hair. Hiking her up, her legs wrapped around his waist. She softly moaned as he entered her hard and with precise movements and rhythm.

  Kat buried her head in the nape of his neck. "Oh, Kris," she mumbled.

  Kris moved harder and faster exploding into the most intense climax.

  He watched Kat bite her lip, trying not to make too much noise as she came undone. Collapsing into his arms into a tired mass she sighed.

  "Wow…" She giggled.

  "Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking," He kissed her wet forehead.

  They finished their shower and headed downstairs for some breakfast. Patrick was already in the kitchen drinking his coffee. "Well, good morning, lovebirds! Coffee?" He motioned to the pot he had ready for them.

  "Thanks, bro." Kris said as he grabbed mugs for him and Kat.

  "Yeah, figured after last night you would need some." Patrick smirked and made an obscene movement with his hips, as if he was humping the air. Kat's head whipped around, her face bright red. "Oh, nothing to be embarrassed about. Sounded like you were having fun," he cleared his throat, "this morning too." His lips curled into a smirk before taking a sip of coffee.

  Kris flipped him off, before shoving his shoulder. "Bro! Don't embarrass her. That's not cool." Kris handed Kat her coffee. "She just met you, Pat. Stop teasing her until she figures out how to take you." Kris could take his harassment, but it wasn't fair for him to do it to Kat, he threw Patrick the "enough" signal behind Kat's back. Patrick chuckled but shook his head.

  Kat sat silently at the table, drinking her coffee. She had her phone out with all of her attention on it. Her face was beat red, and the scowl on her face told Kris that she wasn't happy. Wrapping his arms around her shoulders, Kris placed a light kiss on her temple. He got a sweet smile in return, and that was all he really wanted. Kris felt bad she was embarrassed, but that was Patrick. He was always the center of attention and never shy about it. It never bothered Kris, but Kat was going to have to get used to him. He guessed that wasn't going to happen this morning.

  Her attention still on her phone, Kat spoke up. "Patrick, you still coming out to the boat this afternoon?"

  "Yep, can't wait," Patrick answered.

  Kris knew that Patrick was an acquired taste, but he was family. Pat never meant any harm, he had always been loud and obnoxious. Kris wanted them to get along, but Kat did not look completely won over yet.

  ****

  Patrick jumped off the boat into the lake, splashing everyone in the process. Kat brushed the water off her arms and legs, as Kris leaned over and kissed her. She cupped his scruffy cheek in her hand, just then getting hit with another splash of water. Looking up to see it was Patrick, of course, he was laughing away. He thinks he is always so funny, she thought, disgusted.

  "Don't be a dick, dude!" Kris yelled, chuckling.

  Patrick laughed hysterically from the water.

  "He's the total opposite of Kris." Lindsey said as Kat got up and walked towards the cabin.

  "I know, right? It is amazing." Kat rolled her eyes. The table inside the cabin was full of yummy looking foods, but she only grabbed a few. She filled a bowl with fruit salad for Kris, and went back out to where he was sitting.

  "Matt, will the burgers be done soon?" Lindsey called over to him.

  "They need a few more minutes."

  "Here, babe," handing Kris his fruit salad. Patrick was now sitting next to him. She didn't dislike him, he was just too arrogant. She sat down on the other side of Kris.

  "Thanks," Patrick grabbed a cookie off of her plate. He popped it in his mouth, smiling a shitty grin. Then winked at her.

  Ugh! He is so childish! She rolled her eyes. Really, there had to be more to him than this. She smiled politely and looked away, snuggling up against Kris as he wrapped his arm around her. With a heavy sigh she avoided eye contact with Patrick.

  "Bro, can you behave for a little while? Maybe stop being such an ass? I know it'll be a challenge for you."

  "I could try. I guess. Sorry, Kat, I will stop being such an ass…" He put on a fake pouty lip.

  Kat couldn't help the grin that formed on her face. He wasn't a bad guy, he was just so cocky, and when he wasn'
t being obnoxious he was flirting. He seemed like quite a charmer if you could get past the crude jokes. But at this moment his eyes looked sincere as he flashed her a smile. Maybe she could give him a chance. "Here, have another cookie, Patrick." She handed him her plate.

  Kris smiled, whispering "that's my girl," in her ear.

  Kaden grabbed the Cup and filled it with champagne. "Hey, who wants a sip?" He called from the upper deck of the boat. "Party with the Cup!" Tyler was beside him laughing as he drank from it.

  "I have an idea, come with me." Kris dragged Kat to the upper deck. "Ty, take our picture." He handed Tyler his phone, and pulled Kat over behind the Cup. He kissed Kat as Tyler snapped a photo. Kris turned to Tyler, "Okay, one more." He and Kat smiled behind the Cup as Tyler took another photo. "Hey, Pat!" Kris called. "C'mon! Me and you!" Patrick climbed up and took a photo with Kris.

  Others followed Kris's lead and went and took their photos with the Cup. Once the fireworks started, the couples snuggled and watched from the upper deck.

  CHAPTER 23

  To round out the holiday weekend, Kat and Kris planned a big pool party at their house. They invited the whole team, only a few weren't able to make it.

  Matt and Lindsey just arrived when Patrick pulled Kris aside for a few minutes and they had a quiet discussion. Kat was curious, but didn't ask. As soon as they finished their talk some of the other guys showed up. They even brought the Cup. Matt was heading to the pool when Kat went back into the kitchen.

  Hearing a car, she looked out the front window to see Gia pull up. Tyler pulled in directly behind her.

  "Gia and Tyler are here!" Kris said from behind her.

  "Very interesting… Hey, Gia!" She said as she opened the door. Kat never did ask her what the deal was with them, they didn't show up together but they did at the exact same time, huh.

  Gia walked in wearing her black bikini bathing suit with a pair of cut off blue jeans shorts and a black tank top. Her long dark hair was down, lying on her back and around her shoulders, and she had on aviator sunglasses, with big round mirrored lenses.