Chapter 49
Father shuddered at the very thought, but knew when he was in a losing battle with this quiet woman of very strong convictions. He began to plan what he was going to say to Vincent about the disrespectful young woman that was Catherine's friend. Also while they were on the subject of Catherine, he had some questions about the glances his son had been exchanging with her. He thought he had made it clear to him years ago that a romantic relationship with a woman was out of the question for him.
The two friends were nearly to Catherine's apartment before she could get her laughter under control and when she had, instead of commenting on Jenny's outrageous statements, she simply asked, "What would you like for dinner Jenny? I have menus from several good places that deliver."
"You do know that once your kid is here you are going to have to cook instead of always ordering food, don't you?"
Cathy sighed, "I have always hated cooking…"
"Maybe because you are so bad at it?" Jenny interjected.
With a mild glare, Catherine said, "Vincent and I have talked about me moving Below and if I were to do that, then we could rely on William's cooking."
"Huh? Move Below? Catherine Chandler the shopping queen of all New York? Giving up the stores and boutiques for life in the tunnels? Do you have any idea what that would do for the economy of the city? Shops would go bankrupt! Banks would close! It would be a financial disaster!" Jenny declared dramatically.
With a sigh, Catherine opened a drawer near the phone in the kitchen and handed her friend a stack of take out menus. "Oh just shut up and choose what you want for dinner!"
Jenny giggled as she flipped through the list, then handed one to Cathy as she put the others away. "Order me the Mongolian beef, egg rolls, and fried rice not steamed."
Catherine placed the call, ordered lemon shrimp for herself as well as an extra order of egg rolls. She had found that they were great for breakfast. About to hang up the phone, a thought occurred to her, she wondered if Vincent had ever had egg rolls and asked for two more orders. Jenny raised her eyebrows at the amount of food and Cathy explained her reason.
"I can see that you are planning on spoiling him so he will never turn to me!" Jenny declared with the back of her hand dramatically placed to her forehead.
"Yes, that's my scheme! Ply him with egg rolls so he will never love anyone but me!"
"Oh you are evil Catherine Chandler!"
"I know!" she admitted and both girls laughed until their sides hurt.
When dinner was over and the containers disposed of Catherine not too gently shooed her friend along her way.
"Hey!" Jenny protested, "How will I ever have my chance with him if you keep sending me away?"
"Hmmmmm, let me think," Cathy said as they stood at the front door. "You won't!" she added, closing the door in Jenny's startled face. Laughter could be heard from both sides of the door after that.
Catherine looked out the balcony doors and decided that she had just enough time for a shower and change of clothes before Vincent arrived.
As the hot water ran over her body, Catherine's thoughts turned to Vincent. She allowed herself to wonder how it would feel to have his hands doing the same thing the water was. Not able to stop herself, she closed her eyes and picturing Vincent standing behind her in the shower, reaching around her, caressing her breasts as she was letting her own hands do. In her mind, her hands became his and she moaned in pleasure as her fingers played with her nipples.
Vincent was walking back from the dining hall alongside Father when he felt the wave of desire go through Catherine. He nearly stumbled over his own feet when he tuned into the Bond and found that her thoughts were of him!
Father looked at his son in concern. Vincent was usually the most graceful person in the tunnels. It was very odd for him to ever stumble, especially in a clear passageway. "Are you alright Vincent?" he questioned.
To be continued….
