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Chapter 4
The night had been perfect and Catherine was more than sated when she awoke wrapped in Vincent's arms upstairs in the bed. She couldn't really remember how they had ended up here but she didn't care at the least. Catherine was draped across Vincent's chest the white cotton sheets pooled at her waist as well as Vincent's. Catherine moaned and stretched beside him as she placed a kiss on his bare chest. Vincent was still fast asleep no doubt tired from their entire night of love making. Catherine carefully moved from the bed careful not to wake Vincent and moved to the shower. Her feet hit the floor and she felt a warm ache in her that she couldn't help but smile from. She padded across the room to the bathroom and started the shower turning it on nice and hot. She brushed her teeth quickly before climbing in. The bathroom filled up quickly with steam when she opened the door climbing in as the hot water splashed over her body. She sighed at the feel of it. She let the water spray on her as she washed her hair. The familiar smell of the shampoo hit her as she lathered up and rinsed. Catherine turned her back and closed her eyes listening to the water beat off of the stone floor. Suddenly she felt a pair of arms slide around her.
"Mind for some company?" Vincent leaned down kissing her neck softly.
"Mmm" Catherine turned and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer.
Vincent kissed Catherine passionately pulling her to his now wet body. Catherine reached behind her and hit a lever which allowed water to spray from different angles hitting them everywhere. Vincent quickly moved Catherine to the wall pinning her in place lifting her legs to wrap around his waist as he continued to kiss down her neck nipping at her hardened peaks. Catherine ran her hands down his back to feel the muscles of his perfect body. Vincent moved to center her before sliding deep within. Catherine bit her nails into his flesh as he slowly began his thrusts. Over and over again they moved in rhythm to each other. Catherine ignored the glorious pain as they moved together bring each other to their orgasm. Vincent called Catherine's name as he finally came in her holding her close as she milked him greedily as she too reached her peak. Vincent carefully set her on her feet claiming her lips to his as he licked and tormented her.
"That is one way to wake up in the morning" Catherine smiled as she ran her hands up his chest.
"I can't seem to get enough of you" he rasped.
"No complaints here" Catherine chuckled grabbing the soap and began to lather up her hands for the assault on his body.
Vincent watched as Catherine sat the soap down and began to run her hands all over his body. Vincent thrummed at the contact of her hands just as he had last night. Catherine was very meticulous as she scrubbed him from head to toe. When she was satisfied with her work Vincent grinned and did the same. Once the water ran cold they climbed from the shower wrapping in a large white towel moved to the bedroom. Vincent smiled as he watched Catherine look around in her suitcase for some clothes. He remained seated enjoying the view until Catherine turned and tossed her towel at him. Quickly Vincent removed it to see her slide her black lace panties up before moving to her barely there bra.
"Like what you see?" Catherine teased as she took slow steps to him.
"I'm still looking" he smirked using the line she had used on him the night before.
"Really, well then I must cover up" Catherine moved to turn when Vincent caught her by the waist hauling her into his lap.
"I would much rather we stay in this bed all day" Vincent moved his lips closer to his.
"I would love that too, but I thought maybe we could go for a walk around the property" Catherine kissed him quickly before moving to slide on her jeans.
"Really" Vincent grinned at her.
"Of course, what is the whole point of a vacation if we have to stay in? Not that I mind at all especially when I can have you all to myself" Catherine wiggled her eyebrows.
"Now that I wouldn't mind at all, it would actually be nice to go out" Vincent moved to slip on his boxer briefs.
Catherine admired how they hugged him perfectly. They quickly got dressed and Catherine fried her hair letting it lay down for the day. They made their way to the kitchen and fixed breakfast. After a wonderful breakfast that Vincent had insisted on making they slid on their coats, boots, hats, and gloves before venturing outside. The snow had grown more than two inches overnight as they headed down the steps. Vincent took Catherine's hand as they walked onto a small trail that lead into the woods. The woods were calm with the snow painting a beautiful picture of the mountains overhead.
"It is truly beautiful here" Vincent looked around him.
"This is my favorite place in the world especially since I have you to share it with" Catherine told him smiling.
"What were you like as a kid?" Vincent turned his eyes to her.
"Well, I guess I was like any other kid. I had a great childhood. My family and I would come up her on our winter break from school and Heather and I would play until dark. It was a wonderful time here, I haven't been here in so long" Catherine paused at a small stone bench dusting it off for her and Vincent.
"What about you? What were you like as a kid?" Catherine looked at him waiting.
"I was a good kid; I had a good childhood too. I remember that my dad, brothers and I would take a fishing trip during the summers. Our winters were spent in New York but I remember counting down the days until summer because I knew for two weeks we would be camping somewhere fishing and having a blast" Vincent took a deep breath.
"Vincent?" Catherine asked taking his hand.
"Yes" he looked at her smiling.
"Did you ever think about having a family someday?" Catherine wasn't sure where the question was coming from only that she had this need to know.
"Of course, I still do. I just didn't think that because of what I am that it would be possible at least not anymore" he held her gaze.
"How about you?" Vincent asked.
Catherine thought for a moment before answering.
"I always wanted a family of my own. I still do someday" Catherine smiled and then stood pulling Vincent with her.
"Let's go further, there is something I want to show you" Catherine pulled Vincent deeper into the woods.
They walked a little further until they came to a very small building that was nestled between trees.
"What is that?" Vincent asked as he looked at it closer.
"Okay don't laugh but this was my playhouse with Heather when we were kids" Catherine winked at him.
Vincent couldn't help but chuckle as Catherine pulled him to the doors.
"I don't think we will fit" Vincent grinned.
"I wasn't planning on going in, I just wanted to take a look inside" Catherine laughed at his suggestion.
Catherine moved to the door and opened it. It didn't go very far due to the snow but inside was a small table and chairs and a few old toys. Catherine smiled remembering how her and Heather use to play house in there. She shut the door and turned back to Vincent who was watching her closely.
"I think that if I weren't on the force I would be moving here" Catherine smiled as she linked her hands with his heading back to the house.
"Why don't you?" Vincent eyed her.
"I love my job and honestly I don't know what else I would do" Catherine shrugged as they made their way up the path.
"Catherine you could do anything you wanted too. This is such a small town and let's face it the house is amazing. I would love to live somewhere like this where I could start over not having to worry about Murfield all the time" Vincent admitted to her has they entered the clearing at the house.
"Do you think Murfield would look here?" Catherine followed him up the steps.
"Murfield would find me in the depths of hell if they wanted too. Until they are stopped then there is no place for me" he opened the door pulling Catherine inside before shutting it behind them.
Catherine removed her coat, boots, gloves and hat before turning to him taking his face into her hands.
"You always have a place with me no matter what. I would gladly trade in what I have for you" Catherine touched his cheek.
"I could never ask you to give up your life. I wouldn't risk putting you in Murfield's line of fire ever" Vincent released her hands from his cheek meeting her eyes.
"I wasn't asking that, but if I did would you?" Catherine met his eyes more firm this time.
"Catherine you know I would, but why?" his eyes bore into hers.
"Nevermind" Catherine pulled away from him and moved to the kitchen to make some hot chocolate. It was her go too when she was frustrated.
Vincent stood froze for a moment then followed Catherine into the kitchen.
"Catherine, talk to me" Vincent caught her by the arm.
"Vincent, I have spent my entire life feeling out of step since my mom died. When I met you I didn't feel like I was out of step. I feel like for once I have someone worth risking it all for. I love you and being with you is worth fighting for" Catherine said tears falling on her cheeks.
Vincent's heart was breaking at her words. He had felt the same for her for so long but he needed her to admit it to herself as well as him. He knew he was being selfish at wanting to keep her no matter what. He knew the dangers that would come against them. He also knew he wanted to be with Catherine and he made a decision in that moment that he would do whatever he could to end Murfield once and for all for himself and Catherine.
"Yes, we are worth it" Vincent crushed Catherine's lips to his, her tears colliding with the ones he didn't know he had shed.
Hmm will they make the choice to take this plunge or will it fall apart before it starts? Until next time…
