I Won't Tell If You Won't Chapter 11
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This might be classified as a filler chapter, but I hope you like it anyway…
Randy groaned as he woke up; he started to get out of bed, but he saw that Katie was still sleeping peacefully. He just stared at her as she slept. Her hair was disheveled; it had come out of the pony tail. He chuckled and tried to fix it without waking her up. It was no use because her phone rang and woke her up.
She groaned and rolled away from Randy to reach for the phone; she looked at the screen and sighed. It was another phone number she didn't recognize, but it was the same strange combination from yesterday. The only difference was that it had different numbers. She ignored the call and returned to her spot on Randy's chest.
"Good morning." He said with a kiss to the top of her head.
Katie smiled. "Morning." She said as she absentmindedly traced patterns on his bare skin.
Randy wrapped an arm around her body. "I was thinking… maybe we could go out today. Do something fun." he said.
Katie thought for a moment. "What do you mean by fun?" she asked.
Randy frowned and looked down at her. "Fun? It's just fun. I didn't know it needed a definition." Randy said confused.
Katie chuckled. "No. I mean what kind of fun? Coloring book fun? Movie fun? Bowling fun? Or…" She trailed off as she straddled Randy's waist. "…sexy fun?" she asked seductively.
Randy laughed lightly. "You're a tease, you know that?" he asked. Katie chuckled and nodded before dismounting him.
He sat up by propping himself up on his elbows and watched Katie as she walked around the room. "Seriously, though, babe… I want to spend the day with you. What we do is up to you." He said.
Katie was pulling on the complimentary hotel robe as she thought. "Ooh! I haven't been to a beach in a while." She said.
Randy smiled and nodded. "So, we do breakfast here, and then hit the beach for few hours, then lunch. We could see a movie after lunch, then hang out a bit before I take you to dinner. How's that?" Randy asked.
Katie smiled. "That sounds amazing! I'm excited!" she said giddily as she went into the bathroom with her shower supplies.
Randy laughed at how childlike she was being; it was cute. "Make that shower quick! I'm starving." Randy said. Katie poked her head out the bathroom door and glared at him. "If I want to take an hour long shower, I will. And you'll sit there and wait like a good boy." She said jokingly. Randy shook his head as he laughed.
Within 20 minutes, Katie had emerged from the bathroom in the fluffy robe and a towel on her hair. She teasingly smoothed lotion on her skin beneath the robe. Randy licked his lips as he watched her. When Katie realized how intently Randy was staring, she chuckled.
"Aren't you supposed to be taking a shower?" she asked.
"Oh. Um, yeah." He stuttered.
Katie smirked as he gathered his shower supplies and disappeared into the bathroom. With the robe off, Katie put on a leopard print Hot Glam flowy top, lace up, one piece swimsuit. She stepped into the swim suit and pulled it up, but she knew she wouldn't be able to lace it up on her own. Katie just decided to wait on Randy to lace it up for her.
While she waited, Katie pulled on a pair of denim shorts and packed a beach bag. Her pink Juicy Couture carry-on luggage sufficed as a beach bag. In it, she included the beach towel Randy so sneakily packed in her luggage, sunscreen, and flip flops.
She sighed contently since the beach bag was packed. Next was her make-up; Katie knew that Randy wasn't into a lot of make-up, so she kept it simple. By the time she finished, Katie assumed her hair had dried enough to be the style she was hoping for. She took the towel off her hair and shook it out a bit before examining it in the mirror. She smiled; all she had to do was blow dry it a bit and she would have her perfect, natural wavy hair.
When Katie had finished blow drying her hair, Randy had come from the bathroom. He stared at Katie for a moment before he dressed himself. He pulled on a t-shirt and basketball shorts. He sat on the edge of the bed to put on his socks when Katie was putting on red suede sandal booties. Randy chuckled.
"What?" Katie asked when she heard the low rumbling.
Randy looked at her and furrowed his brow. "Are the shoes necessary? No one wears 4 inch heels on the beach." He said.
Katie pretended to be sad. "You don't like my shoes?" she asked with a fake pout on her face. She lifted her foot and planted it on the small section of the bed that was between Randy's legs. His eyes traveled from her foot all the way up her smooth, glowing leg.
"I love your shoes, baby." He said sweetly.
Katie smirked. "And they're 5 inches. Not 4." She corrected him. "Plus, I have flip flops for the beach in the bag." She said matter-of-factly.
Randy nodded and finished putting on his shoes.
"Can you lace me up?" Katie asked.
Randy frowned. "Your shoes don't have laces." He said.
Katie laughed and turned around. "Not my shoes, smartass. My swimsuit." She said.
"Wow." Randy said under his breath. His hands shook as he laced up the swimsuit. Not being able to physically love Katie the way he really wanted to was getting to him. It was like he was a hungry lion in the jungle and Katie was a vulnerable gazelle. She was right there in front of him; he just wanted to take her right then. If he could, he would.
"All done." He said as he tied the top of the swimsuit.
"Thanks, babe." Katie said.
Randy smiled and nodded as he gathered his phone, wallet, and hotel key.
"If you need to, you can put your phone and wallet in the bag." Katie suggested.
Randy nodded and did just that and led the way to the hotel restaurant where they would be having breakfast.
When they sat down and ordered their meals, Katie's phone rang. As she expected, it was one of the two numbers that had been continuously calling since the night before.
"Why don't you just answer it to find out who it is?" Randy asked.
Katie shook her head. "I don't really care who it is. I just wish they would stop calling." She said.
"Who do you think it is?" Randy asked.
She shrugged. "I don't know. I thought maybe it was a fan or something." She said.
Randy nodded to agree. "Maybe you should answer next time and tell them to stop calling; threaten to call the police." He suggested.
Katie shook her head. "I don't want to do that. If I do, they'll just keep it up to test me." She said.
Before Randy could say anything, their food had arrived.
"Thank you." Randy and Katie said in unison to the waiter who brought their food.
Halfway through the meal, Randy's phone rang in the beach bag. Katie rummaged through it and saw it was Paul calling. She handed the phone to Randy.
"Hello?" Randy answered.
"Hey, Randy. It's Paul. Are you still in your room? Paul asked.
"No. I'm downstairs in the restaurant. Why, what's up?" Randy asked.
"Uh, I need you and Katie to come up to room 1223 for a meeting. It's urgent." Paul said.
"Right now? We're in the middle of breakfast. Can we come up in 15 minutes?" Randy asked.
"No. I need to see you both right now." Paul insisted.
Randy sighed. "Fine. We're on our way." Randy said.
He hung up the phone and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Katie asked.
Randy explained the situation with Paul and the important meeting he called. Katie nodded and stood from the table. She was secretly nervous about meeting with Paul on their off day. It was rare that he called meetings at all.
In the elevator, Katie fidgeted and started to panic.
"Calm down, baby. It'll be okay. It's probably nothing." Randy said to calm Katie down.
She nodded. "You're probably right." She said as she took a deep breath.
The elevator door opened and they stepped off in search of Paul's room. Randy knocked and heard Paul faintly tell him to come in. Randy and Katie slowly walked in expecting the worse, but they weren't expecting what happened next.
"Hello, love."
A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review! I would greatly appreciate it. I'm sorry it's so short.