We lay in the four-poster bed an hour later, the last remnants of the sunset glowing through the curtains of our room. I was lying on my stomach as he lazily drew circles on my naked back- I loved when he did this. Any traces of fear from the evening disappeared as we were wrapped up in each other.
"Why are you smiling?" He murmured happily. His hair had fallen over his forehead and my fingers itched to push it back into place.
"Because I'm so happy right now, and I love you."
That caused Andy to break out into a smile. "Now why are you smiling?" I teased.
"Because hearing that makes me want to make love to you all over again."
I giggled and moved to straddle him. He felt hard underneath me- I couldn't believe his stamina.
"Tell me you love me." I said as my hands traveled over his chest. I felt like such a goddess at the moment.
"I love you more than you know, Kate." His hands came around cupped my bottom, giving a playful squeeze.
"Make love to me, Andy."
"With pleasure, m'lady."
We shared a bubble bath and relaxed in the jets before getting ready for bed. "Thanks for bringing me out here," I smiled at him through the mirror as he wrapped me up in a towel, hugging me from behind. He planted a kiss below my ear and a blush came over my cheeks. "Even with all of my dad's fucked up-ness?" He asked, putting his chin on the top of my head.
"He doesn't scare me. I'm not going to let him get under my skin, it's not worth it. All that matters is what you think of me."
He looked a little relieved. "It's not going to scare you off?"
I shook my head.
He planted a kiss in my hair, "Thank you." He whispered against it.
I stayed in the bathroom to do my nightly routine while he went in the bedroom.
"Shit," I heard him mutter.
"What's wrong?" I asked him from the doorway with a toothbrush hanging out of my mouth. He was staring down at his phone, shaking his head. Earlier he had set his phone to silent once we got to our room so we wouldn't be interrupted. "My dad called like, twenty times and left a voicemail."
"Uh oh." I replied before going back into the bathroom to spit and rinse.
I heard the distinct voice of Walter, Senior through his speaker phone as Andy played the voicemail: "Andrew this is your father. How dare you just allow her to talk to me like that? That is highly disrespectful of a guest to treat the host in such a manner! I don't see how you should continue a relationship with her if she is going to treat your family likeā¦"
"God, just go rot in hell!" Andy abruptly deleted the voicemail. He rubbed his brow in mild frustration. I felt so bad that now he was going to be torn between myself and his father. However, I knew that the relationship between them had weathered such a big enough chasm that it wouldn't have mattered anyway.
I felt more reassured that my prior actions weren't going to have negative consequence with Andy, atleast. Finishing up, I switched off the bathroom light and sunk my tired body between the sheets. Andy quickly ducked into the bathroom to do his thing, and I fell asleep just as his arms wrapped around me.
My eyes popped open as a ray of light danced over my face, making me squint. I glanced at the bedside alarm clock and read that it was just about ten in the morning.
Holy shit I don't ever sleep in this late!
I had a pressing need for the bathroom. Slipping out bed quietly, I tiptoed to do my business. A shower sounded amazing, so I set the water to just barely hot before stripping off my pajamas and getting in. The shower head was way better than the one I had at the condo, so I took advantage of the awesome water pressure.
I kept it short, drying off with a towel before wrapping it around my wet hair.
Andy was still lying in bed with his eyes closed when I crept to my suitcase to get a change of clothes. After slipping on clean panties and the bra that was still discarded on the floor from the night before, I pulled on my favorite pair of khaki shorts and a black blouse with the cold shoulder cutouts and a pretty rose print.
Andy finally let out a moan and stretched out in bed, reaching out on my side to notice that I wasn't there. He opened his eyes and saw that I was dressed for the day.
"Bout time, lazy head." I teased, rubbing the towel over my head one last time.
"What time is it?" He asked groggily.
I looked at the alarm clock again, which now read 10:33.
"A little after ten thirty."
"Wow, I never sleep this late!" He remarked as he got out from under the covers.
"Neither do I, I wonder what made us sleep so long?" I questioned out loud.
I followed him into the bathroom where I began to dry my hair while he stepped into the shower himself.
"Want to go have coffee and brunch?" He asked through the curtain. "There's a really great place that serves delicious popovers."
"Whatever you'd like, sweetie."
"Then after that we can take a driving tour of the town or something." He seemed much more relaxed and in better spirits than yesterday. I wanted to put yesterday behind us as quickly as possible.
I finger combed my hair as I dried it, watching Andy come out of the shower in all his naked glory. He wasn't in sculpted shape, but I noticed he was beginning to carry himself in a different manner. A more confident manner. And it made me extremely happy.
He swatted my bottom teasingly, and I giggled and pointed the hairdryer at him in retaliation.
We walked into the restaurant and sitting by himself at a table for four was Walt. He was sipping on a coffee and reading the newspaper.
"Is he here waiting on us?" I murmured to Andy as I gripped at his hand tighter, "Is your father going to come?"
He shook his head as he spoke, "No. Walt wanted to visit with us without my father being around. He's on our side, don't worry."
Walt looked up from his paper and smiled at us, standing up to greet us both with a warm hug. "Hey you two! Thanks for coming out. Order whatever you want, it's on me today."
"You're in a good mood little bro." Andy commented as we sat across from Walt.
"Well, after you guys left yesterday and dad went berserk- I came to see that there really is no hope in salvaging any kind of relationship with the man."
"What do you mean?" Andy asked as he studied his brother carefully. I decided to look down at my menu.
"He started to belittle Kate after she amazingly stuck up for you, belittling your choices for girlfriends, and then turned the tables on me when I went to therapy after everything went down. I just got up and left after that."
"Did he try to call you a hundred times?" Andy quipped and the boys chuckled at the unspoken answer.
"Just don't be surprised if mom tries to call you." Walt added before taking a sip of his coffee.
"Why do you say that?" Andy asked, finally looking up from his menu.
"I guess dad called her to see if she put everyone up to the 'charade'. When she found out what Kate said she called me to see if I still had the diamond from grandma's engagement ring."
That caused my neck to snap up as I stared at Walt with my mouth hanging open. He winked over his coffee mug as he took another sip.
We were saved from any further embarrassment by the waiter coming up to take our drink order.
