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Chapter Eleven

Kate felt strange fiddling with Jack's keys, trying to open the front door to his house. She was still shocked that the man had without hesitation handed over not only his daughter to her, but the key to his house.

Jack had given her 50 dollars to a cab ride back to Brentwood. She couldn't remember the last time she had had that much money. It didn't take long until she had been forced to hand the money over to the cab driver though.

Letting herself and Hannah into the house, Kate closed the door firmly and locked it. She put the keys on a small table in the hallway before helping Hannah off with her jacket.

Stepping into the living room, Kate stated that it looked just like it had yesterday, apart from the broken vase that had been on the floor. Hannah walked up behind her and grabbed her hand, dragging the adult back out to the hallway and down a corridor. Kate hastily glanced into the rooms they passed, when Hannah suddenly took a sharp turn and pulled Kate with her into a room.

Kate looked around, feeling completely mesmerized. The room was huge, divided into a sleep area as well as a play area. The walls were in a light comfortable pink color and most of the furniture was white.

She couldn't believe a four year old could have such an amazing room. It was suspiciously tidy everything looked perfect, from the toys on the shelves to the stuffed animals placed all around the room. The bed was huge too, ridiculously large for a child.

After Hannah had proudly shown Kate her room, the two of them took a tour of the rest of the house.

Kate knew the girl for some reason had skipped a few rooms during the tour. Not wanting to push it, Kate had just acted as if she hadn't noticed. Maybe Hannah hadn't even realized it, Kate reasoned with herself in an attempt to control her curiosity.

They had played with the little girl's stuffed animals for over an hour. Kate had frequently been glancing at the watch, wondering around what time it would be appropriate to send Hannah to bed but also wondering when Jack would get back. He hadn't exactly said anything about it, just 'as soon as he could'.

She had never thought it was so much work to take care of a four year old. Fortunately was Hannah amazingly well behaved, Kate wasn't sure she could have handled this task otherwise.

At 8 o'clock, Kate had managed to have Hannah dressed in pajamas with her teeth brushed. The girl had persuaded the older brunette to read her a story, which had ended in Kate falling asleep with a book across her stomach next to Hannah on the bed. Hannah, who usually got slightly irritated when an adult would fall asleep without finishing a story, hadn't even tried to wake Kate back up. Instead she pulled her cover up over Kate, snuggled closer and fell sleep as well.

Kate woke up with a startle, hearing a foreign sound. It took her a few seconds to realize that she had fallen sleep in Hannah's room. No wonder she had, the bed was incredibly comfortable.

Hearing the sound again, Kate identified it as the door bell. Kate checked the watch on the young girl's nightstand before heading to the hallway. It was only 9 o'clock. She hadn't even been asleep for an hour, but it easily felt like she had slept for a whole day.

It felt weird opening someone else's front door, especially to let the actual owner of the residence in. Jack didn't seem to have the same awkward feeling as he sluggishly walked in after Kate had opened the door.

He looked exhausted, like he had been to hell and back, Kate thought sadly to herself as she followed Jack into the living room.

Watching as he poured himself a drink before lazily sitting down on the couch, Kate was hit with a disturbing feeling, realizing that he still hadn't even greeted her.

Standing a few feet away from the couch, Kate just continued to watch the doctor. Jack's suddenly buried his face in one of his hands as his expression changed to one of pain and totally misery, making Kate walk over and sit down next to him. "You okay?" She asked softly, placing a hand on his arm.

Jack looked at her, giving her a solemnly nod, sounding as if he swallowed a sob.

Kate instinctually brought the man she had just known for a day into a close hug. She could feel him lean into the much needed comfort as he placed his hands on her back.

Not wanting to pull back, Kate stayed in her position. She knew she had needed the comfort of strong arms holding her maybe just as much as the man. Feeling Jack slowly loosen his grip around her, Kate reluctantly eased hers as well.

Jack had moved his hands to her waist, but pulled his body away enough from hers to see her properly. The pain in his brown eyes was evident and made her expression turn sympatric, her eyes slowly filling up with tears.

She didn't see it coming. She hadn't even noticed that he had leaned closer to her again, not until his lips suddenly crashed down her hers. Startled, Kate felt him move his mouth eagerly over her lips. Without giving it any real thought, Kate responded to the kiss, bring her hands up to his face. Feeling her respond made Jack bring even more passion in to the kiss as he pried her lips open with his tongue.

They fell backwards on the couch with Jack on top as both pair of hands impatiently started to explore the other body. Kate felt the man pull back slightly, resting his forehead against her, breathing heavily. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, even though she was looking directly in to his eyes. They had turned a shade darker, gazing back into her hazel green ones.

He suddenly leaned down again, kissing her more gently but still needy. His hand had found its way into her chocolate brown hair and the other one had a firm grip around her waist.

Kate felt her body respond to his, not even sure if she wanted it to. There was something about him that just made her lose all her self-control, she couldn't push him away it somehow felt physically impossible.

Feeling Jack's hands slide the already open dress shirt off her shoulders, Kate shivered as his hands came in contact with her now bare arms. She shakily placed her hands on his chest, starting to undo the buttons of the white shirt he was wearing.

Kate felt a moan escape her lips as Jack started placing soft kisses down her neck, gently moving her curly hair out of the way. Her hands had fallen to her sides on the couch, no longer able to work on his buttons as Jack continued the trace kisses up her jaw line before once more capturing her lips.

Feeling the weight that had been pressing her down against the couch suddenly ease, Kate opened her eyes and saw that Jack had sat back up. Jack gently pulled her up against him, placing his hands on her lower back, slowly sliding his hands up under her tank top.

Kate drew him closer and reached up, once more connecting their lips together as her hands started caressing his neck. Breaking the kiss, Jack smoothly pulled the tank top over her head, letting it fall to the floor next to them. She could tell that he was taking her in, his eyes inspecting her body thoroughly.

She knew her whole body looked worn down, especially without her clothes. Not eating a decent meal in months, never relaxing and always running had that effect on most people. Shifting uncomfortable on the couch now just wearing her jeans and bra, Kate's expression turned slightly nervous.

Jack placed one of his hands on her cheek before leaning down, giving her a soft kiss. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen" He whispered reassuringly against her lips, before capturing them with his own again.

Feeling Jack lowering her back down on couch, Kate wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, once more diving in to the hungry and needy kisses they were sharing.

Kate had lost all track of time as he felt Jack break away from her. He was looking down at her with lustful eyes, which sent a shiver through her body. Jack's expression suddenly turned serious. "How old are you?"

Kate couldn't help letting out a chuckle. "What?" her voice was full of amusement. Why in the name of God would he start small talking 'now'?

The look on Jack's face turned even more serious, making Kate understand that the man wasn't goofing around, he really wanted to know.

"I'm 24" Kate divulged, waiting curiously for the man's reaction.

Jack let out a breath. A small relieved smile appeared on his lips as he leaned down to her face.

Kate frowned at the response he had made and shot him an unimpressed look. "How old did you think I was?"

"I don't know, 20, 22 maybe." Jack answered truthfully, once again trying to lean down to kiss her, only to have Kate stop him again.

"Then why did you ask?"

"Just wanted to make sure you weren't like 16 or something." Jack said, let out a nervous chuckle.

Kate looked shocked at the answer. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed up at him. "You think I look 16?" She was used to people believing that she was 20, but no one had ever guessed that she would be 16. The thought of Jack thinking that, for some reason hurt.

"No" Jack immediately answered obviously realizing that he had said something stupid. "I told you, I thought you looked 20, 22."

Kate dropped it, she knew it was ridiculous to be upset about it. He had after all not said that he thought she looked like a teenager.

Kate reached up and forcefully grabbed the man's collar, pulling him down to her again. She heard him moan low in his throat, as she kissed him hard whilst unbuttoning his shirt. Removing the shirt, Kate felt like she for the first time gotten some control back.

Moving her hands over his now bare muscular chest, Kate felt all over willpower slowly washing away again. Jack had started sucking lightly on her neck, which was obviously driving her crazy.

God he smells great, Kate thought before once more letting herself being completely lost in their actions.

"Kate…" Jack mumbled against her lips, trying to get her attention. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom…"

The suggestion made Kate break the kiss. She knew that if they moved to his bedroom there was no turning back. She didn't want to turn back though, but she had an uneasy feeling about moving to his bed.

"What's wrong with the couch?" Kate asked gazing up on Jack who was hovering over her.

"I just don't want my 4 year old daughter to walk right in here" Jack whispered, sounding a bit amused by his own statement.

She could feel herself beginning to come to her senses, for the first time actually being aware of the fact that the handsome doctor was literally on top of her. What the heck was she doing? Suddenly Jack's weight on her chest made it hard for her to breath. Bringing her hands up between them, she pushed him off of her, only to receive a confused look from the doctor.

What had she been thinking? When had she decided to have sex with this man that she didn't even know? It must have been in the last few minutes because she for sure had not had those intentions when she had given him that comforting hug.

Kate just sat staring at Jack, whose expression had turned from confusion to concern.

She saw Jack lean towards her in slow-motion. She felt completely powerless again, unable to do anything but meet his soft kiss.

Kate couldn't believe how much his touch affected her. He knew exactly where to kiss her and how to touch her to make her whole body crumble. It felt like they had done this before, thousands of times, like he already knew ever inch of her body by heart.

Once more finding herself underneath Jack on the couch, Kate leaned up and whispered huskily in his ear. "Let's move to the bedroom."

Stumbling down the corridor to Jack's room, the pair never broke their kiss. Jack was kissing her with so much passion she was sure that if he hadn't been holding her close, her knees would have failed her and she had most likely ended up in a pile on the floor. She could feel Jack fiddling with the button on her jeans as he wobbly guided her through the doorway to his bedroom. Still kissing passionately, the couple fell backwards onto the king size bed.

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