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Cat was really enjoying the walk to the cottage, while Vincent enjoyed her company just as much. The cottage was just 5 minutes away.
"Okay, Vincent. This is not small. Your cottage is huge! Do you even know the definition of small?" she said, raising an eyebrow.
He chuckled and opened the door for her.
"This place is beautiful!" she exclaimed.
"Glad you like it." He replied.
The living room was modern, while the kitchen was cute and old fashioned. There was a fireplace and a small T.V.
"How many rooms are there?" she asked.
"Three." He replied.
"Mr. Vincent Keller, your cottage is too small for me. I can't live with small, not my style." She teased.
He chuckled and began to light the fireplace. Cat began to feel the cold of her body disappear. It was really nice and warm in front of the fire place.
"Okay, let's get you some warm clothes. I need it too, considering you are wearing my shirt." He teased.
Vincent thought his shirt looked better on Catherine than on him. WAY better...
"Hey, but you are the one who offered me the shirt!" she said, while placing her hands on her hips.
He smiled and raised his hand towards her, trying to brush off a dark lock from her face. But just as he was about to do so, she pulled away, gasping lightly. The look on her face changed instantly from a smile to of a person who was startled and scared. He saw that and also how her body tensed up.
"I am… I'm sorry, I just wanted to… brush off a lock from your face." He apologized.
She shook her head and said."No, it's okay. I don't know why I was startled. It's ok, really" she nervously said.
"Are you sure, Catherine?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah. So where can I get some warm clothes?" she asked.
"Okay, up here. Follow me, please?" he asked.
Cat walked behind Vincent till they reached a room.
"You can freshen up. And you can pick out whatever you like to wear, Catherine. I will change in the next room." he said politely.
"Thank you." She replied.
Vincent closed the door behind him, giving her privacy. She went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sighing deeply, she tried to calm herself. He was just trying to brush off a lock of hair. Why did she think that he was going to…
Tears rolled down her cheeks, while she thought about what had happened to her a couple of months ago. She just wanted to move on with her life! Three months did she not come out of her apartment. Three whole months! What happened in the past, is it always going to haunt her?
After she had collected herself, Cat removed his shirt from her body and freshened up. She grabbed a towel and picked out a white skirt and a dark blue blouse. Before wearing it, she traced the only scar on her body with her fingers. Her whole body was nice and smooth…except for that particular scar.
Sighing deeply, she wore the clothes and made sure she looked presentable. Before walking out the bedroom, she ran a comb through her dark hair.
When she walked into the living room, Vincent was already in the kitchen. He was making coffee and looked up the moment he heard her.
They smiled at each other."Aaaaahh, I knew that you're her size. You look very nice." He said.
"Thank you. You look good too." she replied.
'He looked very, very good.' She thought, while she grabbed a stool and sat at the kitchen counter.
She watched him as he worked in the kitchen. A man in the kitchen was always, always attractive.
"So, uhum… who's clothes am I wearing?" she asked.
He turned to look at her." They used to belong to my ex." He said softly.
"Ooh, wont she mind?" she asked.
He shook his head and said."No, she has A LOT of clothes. She won't be needing these."
"She's your ex…" she asked curiously.
"My ex-wife." He replied.
"Ooh, your ex-wife." She said."
"Yes." He said, giving her a soft smile.
Vincent had finished making the coffee, so they decided to sit on the couch. Cat sat next to him and drank her coffee. He sure could make one hell of a coffee!
"So, Vincent. I didn't think the coffee would taste this good! Do you cook too?" she asked curiously, while she pulled one leg up to sit more comfortably.
He nodded."Yes, I do. What? You really think that because I have people working for me, that I cannot even bake an egg?" he asked, very amused.
"Well, no… ehh, yes." She laughed, while looking him in the eyes.
"My grandmother was old fashioned. She and Calinico raised me and they made sure that I could do some cooking for myself." He said.
Vincent just blurted that out. He never, never talked about his personal life like that. But with her, he felt so comfortable.
"Well, I really like Calinico." She said.
"Well, he seems to like you too. Cause he told you what I was trying to keep from you." He stated, while frowning.
She laughed and said."I'm glad he likes me too."
She wanted to ask him about his grandmother, but she was reluctant to do so. So Cat decided not to.
"So sorry to say this… but you're cottage looks very feminine." Cat said.
He chuckled."Yes." he said and sighed." I , uh… I build this cottage especially for Alexia. My ex-wife. It was uh… a birthday gift. But… uhh, she really didn't like it very much." He explained.
"What? Why? How? She didn't like this place?! But its beautiful! I like everything about it, from the living room to the fire place and the kitchen to the bathroom. Its amazing! She didn't like it?" she blurted out, giving a look of disbelieve.
Vincent had to laugh at her reaction and said."I know, right! I never understood that also. Guess she likes other things?"
"Like what?" she asked curiously.
Cat had a feeling that she was on 'sensitive grounds', but she boldly asked anyway. Will he answer her question?
Vincent took a deep breath and decided to just tell her.
"Well, my ex-wife liked the jet set life. To be in the public eye, she demanded attention to herself. She likes to… to party all night long and get drunk. She loved designer clothes and really liked clubs and… Let's just say she was a party girl who doesn't like nature or this… cottage." He explained.
Vincent was surprised, very surprised how he was able to talk about Alexia that way. How he was able to tell Cat.
'I guess that's just the effect she has on me.' he thought.
"Oh… but did you party with her too?" Cat asked.
He laughed loudly."No, I had other stuff to do. More important stuff." He replied.
"Like managing your empire?" she asked.
"Yes." He replied.
At the moment, they were gazing into each other's eyes.
"You don't like parties or clubs?" she asked.
"No, I just love the beach and the ocean and nature and…" his voice trailed off.
The fire had warmed up their bodies. Cat felt so safe with him. She felt like she was in a fairy tale in the forest with all the trees and the birds singing and her prince… Vincent?
"That blouse looks so good on you… Dark blue looks good on you." He said, still locking eyes with her.
Two pair of hazel eyes were locked on each other. Like they needed to do that in order to breathe.
"Dark blue is my favorite color. Like my evening dress from last evening..." her voice trailed off.
"Okay, there's this lock of hair on your face. Can I brush it away? I don't wanna startle you like before." He asked.
She nodded."Yeah… you have my perm…" she began, but was cut off by a phone ringing loudly.
Before the phone rang, they both felt like they were hypnotized by each other. But they both got out of it, when they heard the phone.
"Sorry, I have to take this. It's Calinico." He apologized.
"It's okay, I'll take a look around if you don't mind?" She asked.
"Yes, you do that." He said and picked up the phone.
Cat was out of sight, so Vincent picked up.
"Hallo." He said.
"Mr. Vincent you have to come home now!" Calinico exclaimed.
"What's wrong, Calinico? What happened?" he asked concerned.
"Yorgos. Yorgos is here!" he exclaimed.
Calinico sounded frightened and very worried.
"What… what does he want?" Vincent said, the look on his face becoming expressionless.
"You know. You know what he wants…" the butler said.
"Are you sure? And how in the hell did he ever find out that Catherine is here and looks like Agathe?" Vincent growled.
"I don't know, sir. All I know is that he's determined to break the curse!" he replied, his voice trembling of fear.
"Yorgos." Vincent said and began to curse in Greek.
Calinico had told Catherine the rest of the story, but he himself had left some crucial things out. The Niarxos family secret. He did that, because he didn't want to scare the poor girl.
"Mr. Vincent sir, please come home now! Yorgos shouted in my face, saying that he's SICK and TIRED of living like a prisoner. He doesn't want to live anymore the way the 2 of you have been living. I really think that he is going to do everything in his power to break the curse, sir." The butler said.
"But he has been able to control it up until now! Why is he doing this? I don't want to drag Catherine in all of this, Calinico. Didn't you try to convince him that the curse is fake?" he said.
"I tried, but he just doesn't want to listen, sir. He says that he wants a normal life… he wants to be free." The butler whispered.
In that moment, Vincent knew that he had to protect Catherine. He had to protect her from all the evil in the world. He was determined to keep her from harm. He was determined to protect Catherine from his own cousin…
So... what did happen to Cat in the past?
And why must Vincent protect her from Yorgos?
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