Hey guys heres an update, but from your reviews i wasn't sure how you would like it, i was tempted to change it but i did do it for a reason an it would mess up the rest of the stuff ive written, so ive kept it and i hope you like it. so hope you bare with me and review :)
She could here Sarah yelling before she saw her, she held her breath when Sarah pointed at her a slurred.
"Do you need to keep rubbing it in my face!"
Jack looked at her confused, then turned as she pointed and let out a sigh, before he could speak Kate did, wow, it felt strange saying her name now he knew what she looked like, knew who she was.
"The cab is on its way."
Sarah starts crying, and drops to the floor; Kate stares at her strangely, and looks at Jack with sympathy, who looks at Sarah helplessly with confusion.
"She just wants to get rid off me, so she can have you to herself! Well, I'm not moving."
Jack looks at Kate a moment; they share a look of complete cluelessness.
Jack kneels down and lifts Sarah's face, he had loved her once, and he owed it to that memory to go about this with sensitivity. Jack got out his cell phone.
"I'm just gonna make a call, you don't have to worry."
Sarah looks up at him.
"You're canceling the cab?"
Jack nods before turning away and walking closer to Kate, who now looks at him baffled.
"You're not seriously considering letting her stay here, after the scene she just caused."
"No, I'm not, but, something's not right, it's not just the drink, I'm gonna call her friend Juliet, get her to go to Sarah's place and wait for her there."
"What's wrong?" She asked with surprising concern for Sarah or Jack she wasn't sure.
"I'm not sure; I just hope it's not what's nagging at the back of my mind."
Kate didn't reply she let Jack call someone on his cell, whom had he said, someone named Juliet?
They stood in silence for a few minutes, until they saw headlights and saw the cab coming up the drive. Sarah did not even move, so Jack walked towards her, and picked her up. He placed her into the cab, she did not even fight, and he closed her door, and walked to the driver's side. He spoke to him and gave him double what he said it would be, and told him, to not let her out the cab until the destination he had said, and until a blond woman comes and gets her.
The driver was nice, and said he would do as Jack asked, all Jack could do now as the cab drove off was hope the driver was sincere and he would not be getting any phone calls from the police about his wife.
He let out a tiered sigh, and turned round, spotting Kate, he had briefly forgotten that she was there, why had she waited. She smiled at him softly, he had not needed to do what he had just now, and it was incredibly sweet and quite selfless, which in turn made him even sexier.
"That was really nice what you did just now."
He looks down a moment bashfully, which made her smile even more, was he even aware of how considerate he was. When he looked up at her it was anything but bashful, his eyes a shade darker.
"Kate." Was all he could say, as he says her name with pure desire.
"Jack…I can't believe it's you, I…"
She manages to say more words than Jack, but with just the same amount of need, before Jack closed the gap between them and his lips came crashing down on hers.
Her breath was took away, her eyes fluttered shut, her eyes rolling to the back of her head a moment, the kiss enthralling, and making her knees feel weak. Her hands grasps his hair as she kisses him back with a great passion, a passion she had never felt, the longer her lips were on his, the more she wanted him, he was like a drug, and she now craved him. Yet she now craved air more, and they broke away reluctantly. Her head resting against his, they both breathed heavily.
"We shouldn't…"
Nevertheless, their lips connected again, and as soon as his lips touched hers, her need for more of him resurfaced, and she gripped his head tighter pulling his facer closer. Kissing him hungrily, maybe a little desperately, the need to get as much of him in one kiss before she pulled away again, saying breathlessly once more.
"We can't…"
Jack pulls back slightly, her face in his hands. Her cheeks flush, her lips swollen, her eyes still holding that hunger for him, which he still held for her.
"Then walk away." He said simply.
She just looked at him, her eyes contemplating, to leave or not. Was this right, everything pointed to it being wrong, yet why did it feel so right.
With that in mind she pulls his head forward possessively, kissing him passionately, they stumble back slightly, onto the stone path, they walk backward as they kiss, their hands roaming all over each other, the need to touch, just as tantalizing as the kiss.
Her back touches something cold, the wall of the house, she leans back on it slightly for support, before she arches into him as her tongue connects with his. The taste of the champagne and a mix of something else send a shiver down her spine. She collapses against the wall as they break away once more for oxygen, his hand on the wall beside her, his chest rising before her, her hands come to rest on it, his forehead now coming to lean on hers.
Jack was about to say something when they hear a loud bang, and they step back and see the fireworks very faintly, Jack smiles, and takes Kate's hand and leads her to the left of the house. Where they walk quickly down a small path, where Jack stops and places his finger to his lips, telling her to be quiet.
Where they are standing, they can see all the guests, who were a good 20 feet in front of them to the right, in the garden watching the fireworks. Another loud bang, and brilliant blues and greens lit up the sky, Kate's head naturally falls onto Jack's shoulder and they watch the fireworks together, still holding hands, not having let go.
They watched a few more fireworks when Kate looked up at Jack and he looked down at her, and they realized how romantic it was, and the passion they felt for each other reignited, and they kissed, not like before, more slowly, more lovingly. It doesn't last long however, as the hunger takes hold, and they start kissing more passionately, as though kissing each other was their only way to breath.
They start walking back, just in case anyone turned around, so they would not be able to see them.
They had broken away for air again, this time something else caught Jack's eye, he started walking onto the grass on the side of the house, to the bushes. He finds the lock after a couple of moments; he pushes the gate open to the secret entrance, leading to his cabin. He looks back at Kate a little shyly.
"Erm, this leads to my place, we can go have some privacy, erm, talk or whatever." He says a little bashfully.
She smiles and walks toward him with a slight sway of her hips taking his hand in hers. Obviously, talking being far from her mind.
They walk hand in hand to the cabin, the lack of any form of electrical lighting leading to the cabin resulting in Kate having to stay very close to Jack. They walk to the cabin talking occasionally, both thinking talk would have been awkward, but it was far from it, talk came just as naturally as it did over the phone. They do not talk about anything serious. They finally see some light ahead after about 4 minutes of walking, and they reach the cabin.
Once they enter, Kate looks around and sees the fireplace in the living room, illuminating the whole room, the heat hitting her face, and igniting a heat of her own. She looks to Jack, who looks a little embarrassed, but as soon as he looks up at Kate, she takes his face in her hands and they start what they did not finish moments before.
As they walk back again, they reach the bottom of the stairs, as they break away for air again, Jack looks at Kate and to the top of the stairs, Kate nods and responds by kissing him again, knowing what he was asking.
They continue kissing all the way up the stairs, grabbing at each other's clothes, they only pull apart shortly whilst Jack opens the bedroom door, but soon continue with kissing each other passionately, Jack's jacket now on the floor, and other items soon follow.
They collapse in a passionate heap on the bed. The rest of their clothes vanishing next, as the passion and tenderness they felt for one another, just as strong, if not more, as they continue to fulfill what their bodies were more than yearning for.
...
Ring, ring, ring, the sound of a cell phone was what woke them from their comfortable entanglement. Jack quickly looked around the room then to the floor, and to his dress slacks abandoned there; he climbs out the bed to get it before it stops ringing.
Kate cannot help but look and admire Jack's naked body especially a certain area that just caused feelings in Kate she did not know was possible. A smile instantly forms on her face, until her own phone starts ringing, and she wraps herself in the bed sheet, to get to her cell that is currently in her bag lying on the floor.
She could hear Jack speaking outside the door to his mother talk about awkward. It got even more awkward and real when she answered her own phone.
"Hello." She says in somewhat of a whisper.
"Hey, I was just calling to see how your big night was going?"
Oh crap, it was Sawyer.
If she had looked at the caller id, she would have not answered it. Damn, she cursed herself, not only for answering the phone, but also for getting in this position in the first place. Yet, she could not deny that what she just shared with Jack was amazing, because it was possibly, no was, the best sex she had ever had.
Sawyer wondering where she was, asked if she was still there, as she had not answered him, so she quickly replies.
"Yeah, yeah I'm here, yeah its erm going quite good considering." She said quickly, still in a quiet tone though.
"Considering what? Me calling, I know we haven't been speaking much considering you're at Claire's still, and you don't answer any of my calls normally…" He says the last part a little glumly.
"No, no, it's got nothing to do with you, the guy I'm doing the party for, his son's wife came and caused quite a scene, even accused me of having an affair with her husband…"
She laughs awkwardly, the accusation not that far off now.
"What, I mean; it's not true is it?" He had to ask, he wouldn't blame her if she had either.
"Of course not, I just met the guy tonight."
Shit. She curses herself, this conversation was leading to a bad end, she just hoped Jack did not come in, in the meantime and makes his presence known to Sawyer.
"Okay, I trust you. So, what time does the party end? I was kinda hoping you could come home." He says a somewhat more perky.
"Sawyer, please, we've been through this…"
"I guess you've forgotten what tonight is, this party has taken over all of your thoughts…" He says moodily.
Kate looks at the phone strangely, then at the door, she could still faintly here Jack talking to his mother. Tonight? It was November the 5th, November the 5th, besides the party, and it being Guy Fawkes day what was special…Holy shit, talk about bad timing, it made her feel even worse now. How could she forget their 4-year anniversary?
"Oh, Sawyer, I'm so sorry."
She says sincerely, getting a little emotional, the admittance not just about forgetting their anniversary.
"It doesn't matter, I've not gave you a lot of reasons to want to think about me have I… The past few months I was a real jerk, a bad husband…"
"Sawyer…I'll be there..." She says quickly, she had to do the right thing, right thing by who though?
"What? Really, good, thank you, 'cos it's a shame for all this food to go to waste."
He smirks, and a tear falls down Kate's face.
"Yeah, just give me, erm, just let me say good bye here, and I'll be home in little while."
Sawyer smiles although she could not see, but she could tell that he was happy, with an I love you said from Sawyer, she hung up. Just as Jack started to walk in, a smile on his on face looking at her in the bed sheet, her hair all tussled, and looking more beautiful to him now in that single moment.
Although the smile from his face falls, as well as another growing area, when he sees Kate wordlessly turn and start putting her underwear, and dress back on.
"What are you doing, where you going?" He asks slightly afraid.
She does not turn around, another tear falls from her face, and another, the hurt in Jack's voice evident.
"I…this was wrong, I need to go…I need to go home." She says not very convincingly.
She tries to tie the back of her dress but the tie up keeps on falling, damn, Claire had helped her put it on. She tries again, before she feels a pair of hands on her own, and a tingle makes it way up her arms and down her spine just from the simple touch.
He ties the back up, then he trails his fingers ever so slowly from the back of her neck to her shoulders, and she cannot help but hold her breath as he does so, his hands then stopping on her shoulders. They stay like that, perfectly still, all that can be heard is their slow breathing, his hot breath on her neck, and she can't do nothing but close her eyes, as he places a tender kiss on the side of her neck.
"I have to go…This was…" She quivers.
Yet, she does not move, and neither does he.
"I'm sorry." He says dejectedly.
He steps away, and she suddenly feels cold, she sees Jack go and sit on the bed, his head bowed down. She picks up the bed sheet from off the floor, goes, and places it on Jack's lap, he chuckles ever so slightly, but then things became somber, as they look into each other's eyes, and she places her hands on his shoulders.
"Will you tell your mom I had to go home to my husband, it's our anniversary…"
Jack stands, Kate falling back slightly in the process, she is now sitting on the floor staring up at Jack, her mouth gets wetter looking at his still naked body, but she also trembles slightly under his stare, she never thought she would be scared of Jack, but in that one moment, she was.
It did not last long, as she heard him try to hide a pained sob as he turned away from her, and started to put his boxers on and pants. She just sat watching him, tears silently falling down her cheeks. She never felt she could feel so horrible and torn.
"You can go. Don't worry I'll tell my mom you left when Sarah did…" He tries to sound strong, as though this wasn't affecting him, but he couldn't.
Kate is now standing; Jack quickly grabs his shirt and starts to get ready at rapid speed.
"I said you could go. You don't want to keep your husband waiting, seen as tonight is such a special night." He says fairly, sarcastically.
He cannot help the emotion that escapes him, the hurt, the anguish, the hostility.
A tear trickles down Jack's face as he starts to put his tie back on. Why had she not left, did she not know that she was making it that much harder on him. He was so taken aback by everything he had felt, all the emotions he felt in the past hour for Kate, so overwhelming.
He closes his eyes, and says heartbreakingly.
"Please, go. Go now, I'll forget about tonight, and you will too. But don't make it any harder for me now by staying here; it'd be that much harder for me to watch you leave."
Kate walks towards him, his eyes still closed; she breathes deeply as places her hands on his.
"Shh, keep your eyes closed." Her lip trembles as she leans forward on places a tender kiss on his lips. Her nose touches his as she whispers just as emotional.
"Count to five, and I'll be out the room. Don't follow me, and don't look out the window after me, it'll only hurt you more… I never expected this…Us…I'll text you when I'm at the gate."
She closed her eyes, and breathed him in one last time, she had to be strong, she turns and makes her way out the door, and down the stairs.
"One, two, three, four, five… One, two…" Barely above a whisper, as he starts to count.
He keeps counting aloud, his eyes closed tight, another tears falls down his cheek, as he continues to count, the fear not leaving, because he knew that when he opened his eyes she'd be gone. His mouth was getting dry, his palms were sweating, the cell phone in his pocket buzzes. He feels the phone vibrate against his leg, he slowly reaches into his pocket, and flips open his phone.
"Goodbye."
Was all it said, he kept staring at the words, trying to get them to sink in, was it forever, of course it was. He closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath.
"Message Deleted."
He flips his phone shut and continues to do his tie up. He then walks out of the room, and puts his jacket on. He makes his way to the bathroom, and splashes his face quickly. Dabbing at it with the towel quickly, he then throws it onto the floor, and walks out the door, and out of the house.
She took one last look towards the direction of the cabin, the darkness hiding its view, and shut the gate behind her.
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