Chapter Twelve
She was starting to feel really bored. He told her she was supposed to relax while he was making dinner for them, and first she found the idea good, because she couldn't remember the last time she actually relaxed, but after ten minutes she knew why, because relaxing was just not her style. The small amount of free time she had at home alone, she usually spent it working or sleeping, maybe watching a movie or reading a book. But she didn't bring a book with her, and she was too preoccupied for reading anyway. She found nothing on TV, there were no sign of DVDs or a player for that matter, and she was certainly not sleepy.
It was really silent in the house, and she found herself paying attention to the slight noises that came from the kitchen. They'd only been apart from each other for about ten minutes, and she was already missing his company. She had to admit it to herself that this thought was rather scary, especially after what she'd revealed to him that afternoon. She couldn't believe she told him everything, she had never told that story to any man before. The effect Kurt McVeigh had on her was already too remarkable to deny. She had to realize that the reason she was so open and honest with him was that she was starting to fall in love.
They complemented each other perfectly, they always had something to talk about, she enjoyed his company, it seemed like a fairy tale. But Diane Lockhart wasn't a woman who believed in happily ever after, life taught her the opposite. And yet she found herself falling in love with this man, and she couldn't do anything to prevent it. Just like he made her talk about Amanda and the past, she was sure he'd manage to reach out for her even more, and this thought was still a bit scary to her. They were obviously starting to be in a relationship, that she welcomed with all her heart, but with doubts for the future in her mind. She wasn't sure they had a future at all, and this was the scariest of all thoughts.
But she didn't plan to express her doubts to him, in fact she tried to forget about them and only feel the piece and happiness instead, which she seemed unable to do so alone, so she went down to the kitchen.
"Dinner is not ready yet," said Kurt looking at the clock on the wall. "It's only been a few minutes, I need a little more time," he added smiling.
"I thought I'd help you."
"It's really not necessary."
"But I want to, please?" she said with a smile she was sure he couldn't resist.
"You're adorable when you say please," he said and came up to her.
"I know I am," Diane said, chuckling.
He gave her a kiss, then pointed to the wall.
"There, take an apron and help me slice the vegetables."
"Are you sure you want to put a knife in my hands?" asked Diane teasing.
"Sorry, I forgot you are not a kitchen fairy."
"Excuse me? Who told you that? I can cook."
"Then how come I haven't seen you cooking yet?"
"Because there's something convenient about having a man who cooks for me," she replied and kissed him.
"So you are using me?" he said chuckling.
"Yep, but I'm bored now, so where is that knife?" she asked looking around.
"Bored? Oh, I see, work-withdrawal symptoms?"
"Hey, for a man who doesn't have a single DVD you have one big mouth."
"Touché, see? I'm not really into movies."
"What?" asked Diane stunned.
"I'm not, is it something wrong?"
"Very, I mean just imagine a cosy night, you and me, watching a romantic movie."
"I never thought you were such a romantic type."
"I'm not, but with the right man," she said blushing.
"So I am the right man?" he asked coming closer to her again, folding his arms around her.
"You might be, I can never know, and I've always wanted to do this movie watching thing with someone," she was speaking really quickly as she felt her heart starting to pound in her chest.
"I can think of a much better way for us to spend a cosy night," he said with his lips only a few inches away from hers.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," she whispered softly moving her lips closer to his.
"Let me show you," he whispered back before kissing her.
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"I hope you agree that this was way better than watching any romantic movie" he said kissing her shoulder, as they were lying in each other's arms in his bed.
"How would I know? We haven't tried the movie yet," she said chuckling.
"Are you hungry?"
"No, so don't bother to go back to the kitchen, because I'm not letting you go anyway."
"Someone has become quite possessive."
"I'm not letting you go," she repeated in a more serious tone looking into his eyes.
"I'm not going anywhere," he replied and they both knew it wasn't about making dinner any more.
After a few minutes she broke the silence.
"The things I told you today…I…you are the first one to know. I…never thought I'd see her again in my life, I buried this whole thing deep inside me."
"I know, and I'm sorry, if I seemed too demanding, but I had to know what's been bothering you. I…think…and after all, you sent me your key, so you too…must see that we are…"
"In a relationship," she said calmly, and he sighed in relief.
"Yep."
"I'm not an easy case," she said, chuckling.
"I know," he said without thinking and he already felt her fist slightly hitting his chest.
"Watch your mouth," she said already laughing.
Kurt listened to that wonderful laugh, that he was in love with and instead of laughing with her, he looked deep into her eyes. Once she stopped laughing he heard himself saying:
"I can't help falling in love with you."
