Chapter two: Good Morning and Goodbye

Kate stirred in her sleep, she took in a deep breath, taking in the scent of clean pillows, she froze as she became aware that this wasn't her bed. She sat up, clutching the duvet against her soft skin, she stared at the large bedroom, the wooden floors seemed warmer last night, the navy bed sheets were crumpled up. Her cheeks flushed as she remembered the events of the previous night, she was exhausted.

'Oh god...' she whispered as she looked at the clock, it was 8:16am...where was he? Maybe him not being here was a good thing she thought, she paused, unable to stop herself from feeling slightly disappointed that he wasn't here besides her, she scolded herself, what was WRONG with her?! She was through with L.A, she was leaving. For Good. Besides, she was pretty sure that if he knew anything about her trial and what she'd been accused of, he wouldn't be too eager to make love to her the way he did last night...'he'...she lay flat on her back as she winced, she didn't even know his name.

'Classy Kate, reeeal classy,' she muttered.

Jack pressed his forehead against his apartment door, letting out a frustrated sigh, 'go back in there...just go back in there...' he muttered to himself, but his body didn't move. He stayed standing in the hallway. If he left now, if he walked down the hallway and into the elevator, he'd come back from the hospital tonight, and she'd be gone. He closed his eyes for a second, thinking about the other option, going back in there...so what if people needed saving, he deserved to have a life too...he groaned, who was he kidding? No matter how hard he tried to be selfish, he just wasn't.

A satisfied smile sat on his lips as he thought about last night, she was...amazing. Beautiful, just, captivating...he looked down and furrowed his brow, his feet were leading him away from her. His feet were leading him away from...from...He stopped in his steps, 'I don't even know her name.' He cringed, unimpressed with himself, now she'd think he just used her as a one-night stand. He groaned, shaking his head, he couldn't go back in there, he wouldn't know what to say. Besides, there was something about her, something he couldn't figure out, kissing her felt so familiar, so right, he had never felt so-

The sensation of his phone vibrating in his pocket drew him out of his thoughts, he glanced at the name on the phone display, it read, 'Sarah.' Jack hung up and slipped his cell back into his pocket. He couldn't be bothered to deal with his emotions right now, he just wanted to think about the woman he met last night. Her emerald eyes, her long brown curls, his heart almost skipped a beat; he broke into an amused smile at the way just the thought of her made him feel.

Kate blushed at the memory of how he had gazed at her between kisses last night, his eyes was so tender with her, as if he knew just how she felt, it blew her away. She frowned, was she really falling for a complete stranger...? She shook her head, it was just a one night stand. He probably ran out of the apartment this morning hoping he wouldn't have to face her.



She studied the bedroom as she climbed out of bed, she didn't remember much, but the boxes reminded her that he was in the process of moving in. She wondered what he did for a living as she gathered her clothes, she hopped into the living room as she pulled on her jeans, she shook her head at the stethoscope, he's a doctor? She thought, 'Typical.' She muttered. She quickly changed her track of thought, afraid it might lead her back to thinking about Tom, or about thinking of what she had done. Her blissful state suddenly came crashing down as she forgot about the unforgettable night and was reminded that she had taken a man's life. She had taken her father's life. That was the reason the one-night stand would remain just that. A one night stand.

She pulled on her tank top and buttoned up her cream blouse, grabbing her jacket, she walked out of the apartment. As she walked out of the front door, she cast one last look back at the spacious apartment she had spent such a passionate night in.

It was time to leave.

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