Cato's POV

I leaned against the railing, it was cool in the night air, but before long that wouldn't be a problem. Down below was a relatively empty street considering I was in the capitol. The lights were still flashing but there were only a handful of Taxis waiting outside the club opposite out building.

Up on the roof it was very different. Plants and benches made it a romantic place to be in comparison to the rat race down below.

I checked my watch. 1am exactly. I really hoped she wouldn't be fashionably late as my previous dates back in District 1 had been.

Just as I remembered this I heard the clicking of heels. I turned around to see the beautiful girl again. I walked straight up to her and kissed her straight on the lips. I had been dying to know what she tasted like.

Lollipops.

Red lollipops.

A pretty good thing to taste of if you ask me.

"You going straight for it or is there something else you wanted?" she asked me. She knew why she was here.

"Well, I was going to get you a glass of wine and sit out here for a bit, but now you mention it," I paused, kissing her again. "You might as well follow me." I took her hand, kissed it and crept back into the building. I had no idea how she got in here, but now that we were here, we couldn't just go anywhere. After all, Katniss still thought I was in my bed.

I led the girl through the empty, but for some reason, still lit hallways to the District three room. It was quite similar to my own, but District 1 had contributed money to make sure that the contenders' stay was the most comfortable possible.

I pulled her in and shut the door behind her quietly.

I didn't even bother turning on the light before I kissed her hard, square on the lips. I let my hand stroke her thigh as high as I could get it.

I groaned again as she kissed me deeper than I had ever been kissed before. I took advantage of the position of my hand and lifted her up. She wrapped her long legs around my waist and ran her fingers hungrily through my hair deep in my kisses.

As quickly as I could, I led her into the bedroom, struggling with the door as I did so, and laid her down on the bed without breaking our kisses.

I searched for the zip on her dress, but couldn't find it with my mind already preoccupied to the maximum. She led my hand to the zip and I pulled it down, hearing a loud rip when I pulled it too hard, but I didn't care. I tore that thing off her before she had time to care.

She pulled away quickly. At first I kissed her neck hungrily and nibbled her ear, but then she cried out, "No!"

I stopped immediately.

We stayed there for a second, inches apart, in silence except from the sound of our own panting.

Finally, I looked up at her, expecting an explanation of some description, but she said nothing.

So, that was how it was going to be.

I pushed my arms straight so that I was off her, but she still said nothing, so I stood up by the bed with my back to her, and started to walk out.

"Wait!" she said, just before I got out of the room. She got up from the bed and stood in my way. She was only wearing her bra, her underwear and her heels, that we had considered too insignificant to take off. I looked at her, but I didn't say anything so she continued, "I do want this," she said. "Sorry, I just wondered about your girlfriend. Does she know you're here?"

I paused a little. "She's my girlfriend on more political terms than anything," I said with as little tone as possible.

"Well," she said, going back to her low voice, whilst undoing my bow tie slowly. "How…about," she said, also very slowly, undoing the buttons of my shirt. "We say, this night never happened," she decided, before quickly adding, "In political terms."

And it was a done deal.

I kissed her as hard as I could, pushing her against the wall, while taking off my jacket.

My shirt, her bra, my trousers, her underwear, we pulled them off as fast as we could, and before I knew it, we were gone.


I'm probably not going to write any more for a while so I won't post again until I have twenty more reviews or 4,000 views. By which time I'll probably have a plan.

Again, please read Shadows.

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