The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: # 12
Pen Name: Cathy9
Pairing/Character(s):Kate/Garrett
Rating: M
Word Count: 495

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My assistant poked her head in my door at exactly 1:05 to tell me that it was 1:05. I was well aware of this since I'd been starring at the little digital clock at the bottom of my computer screen for the last half an hour or so. I thanked her, grabbed my purse and headed off towards the elevator. I went down 15 floors and inserted the passkey to get off on the 20th floor. The elevator opened, I took a right and went over to the unmarked stairwell. An unmarked stairwell is a safety concern I thought to myself as I walked down the flight of stairs.

"Hello Beautiful, you are late."

"I can't control the speed of the elevator you idiot. Why the hell are we meeting in a bloody stairwell again?"

"Kate we are meeting in secret because your father would have a cow if he discovered that you had fallen in love with the enemy's handsome son."

"For your information, my dad would not have a cow; he'd have a global thermal nuclear meltdown."

Garrett chuckled and left a long kiss on my lips as he started to pull my layered chiffon purple blouse up. I broke away from his kiss to scold him, "The blouse stays on, you are not flinging it down on the dirty floor. I'm getting tired of these stairwell rendezvous Garrett."

"Kate, it is the only way we can safely see each other during the day and you know this."

"I'm tired of it. Some days I waste an hour just watching the clock tick down and I'm always starving because I spend my lunch hour in a stairwell having sex. There is a very nice boutique hotel two blocks up that is very discreet. We could have an hour and a half together and have lunch waiting for us."

"What if someone sees us walking up there?"

"Frankly my dear, I no longer give a fuck. I'm a 35 year old woman who is sick and tired of having to play games to be with the man I love. Screw my father, I'm the CEO and President and I'm ordering the corporate jet to be ready Friday morning to take us to Vegas. You have 3 days to find me a ring with a one-karat diamond on a white gold or platinum band. You can propose to me on the plane."

"Woman are you serious?"

"Deadly serious unless of course you don't want to spend the rest of your life with me."

"I do, Oh God I do."

"Perfect, then let's head to the hotel to celebrate."

"We'll need witnesses and I want a wedding band too."

"We can call everyone tonight and have them meet us at the airport on Friday. We'll tell them that it's a weekend getaway."

"Then it is settled, let's go check in to that hotel."

"Garrett have you ever regretted saying you'd follow me anywhere?"

"Never my love."