Chapter Two.
They were both just looking at each other and neither one was saying anything. The panic that had been on Kate's face had drained away and Jack could see her lips curling up into a little smile.
He wasn't returning to the smile. It wasn't something that he could do just yet. He wanted to look at her first – like making sure that she really was there.
She had dark circles under her eyes. Well at least I'm not the only one with sleeping problems, he thought to himself. But besides the baggy eyes, she was glowing. Her brownish curly hair was cascading over her shoulders. It had grown just a little. The sent of the hair had a vanilla touch to it. Usually, he didn't like vanilla but on her he was more than happy to smell it because it gave proof that she was there.
Jack still having his palm slightly on her shoulder, Kate finally decided to say something.
"Jack.."
Her attempt to speak was interrupted when Jack moved his hand from her shoulder to her hair and started stroking it with light movements.
She looked down for a moment and then fixed her eyes to his caressing hands.
"We need to talk."
Jack wasn't hearing her words at first and continued the hair stroking but eventually moved his gaze to her eyes.
There was something strange there. He had no clue what it could've been. It seemed a little like she had actually been missing him.
"But we can't talk here." She continued. "Let's find some place quiet."
Jack was looking at her confused and after an awkward silence had passed, he just shrugged in attempt to let her know that he didn't have any place special in mind.
It looked for a minute that Kate was as out of ideas as he was but then her face lit up and she removed his hand away from her hair.
"I know. Follow me."
She was holding her hand out to him, urging him to grab it which he did. She starts leading him towards the restroom area and Jack realises what she is doing.
He had been to this coffee shop a few times before today and knew that nobody used the toilets. At least, never when he was there. And if he was now reading Kate's actions right, she must know the exact same fact.
Her hand is cold against Jack's but the grip is strong. She slightly tightens her hold to his hand when they enter the restroom.
The moment the door closes and isolates them from the rest of the world, Kate removes her hand away from his. This makes Jack sad but he doesn't object.
Suddenly, Kate steps closer and puts her hands on his chest and looks up to his face waiting for him to fix his eyes to hers. Jack is surprised but eventually manages to return her gaze.
Now he could see it so clearly. There was a huge longing in her eyes and before long, he finds her lips on his mouth. This time there just isn't that desperation that was there when she first had kissed him.
She wasn't doing anything at first – just keeping their lips together. Kate sighs against his mouth. Her palms are still pressed to his chest. He isn't doing anything either. After they have stayed entwined for a moment, he moves his hands lower to her waist line and this is all the encouraging that Kate needs to continue.
They part their lips and start moving them in slow motions. She is doing most of the work but Jack manages to be the fisrt one to put his tongue in. It begins exploring her teeth and lips and Kate makes a barely noticeable moan to his mouth.
She tastes like coffee and strawberries. Well the coffee part there was obvious but where had the strawberry came from?
He pulls away from the kiss just a little bit, still keeping his eyes closed and his mouth close to hers.
"Strawberry?"
She's not looking at his face and starts adding more pressure to his chest and mumbles to his mouth: "Don't speak."
She starts kissing him again and he is happy to obey her and throws the strawberry topic out of the window.
When she noticed that he is getting more into it this time Kate opens her mouth more and deepens the kiss. Jack returns to this by imitating her mouth opening and all of a sudden they are all over each other. Jack moves his hand beneath her black tank top and is stroking the skin of her back.
Kate shivers a little as he does this but she doesn't pull away. She slips her tongue into his mouth and starts doing her own exploring trip. He feels a sudden wobbliness coming to his legs and groans to her mouth silently. Like she wouldn't notice this.
She applies more pressure to his chest and is now pushing him backwards to the direction of the nearest wall. Jack is forced to lean his head more lower so that the kiss wouldn't break. He almost falls down from her pushing power but taking a few clumsy steps he gets his balance back.
When his back finally hits the wall, Kate moves her hands to his neck and deepens the kiss even more. Jack is responding and making a huge effort not to lose control over his legs.
He likes a bossy woman but her dominating is getting a little too much for him. Tightening his grip around her waist he flips their positions.
This sudden turning of the tables came as a surprise to her but she's more than ok with it. Their kiss still hasn't broken and they were both happy for that.
Seeing that the sink counter wasn't that far away, he pushed her against it and Kate pulled her head slightly back. He wasn't sure if she needed to come out for air or did she just want to stop.
"Lift me up," she murmured to his ear and he looked at her. He had tried to take control over the situation but after hearing her demand, he forgot all about the women-don't-boss-me-around thing and obeyed her.
He moved his hands to her armpits and carefully lifted her on the sink counter, gave her one determined look and started kissing her again. Now that their tongues were done exploring the mouths, they had time to meet. Both deepened the kiss and not even trying to silence the moans anymore. Kate wrapped her legs around his waist and Jack was overjoyed by this.
He broke away after a while, panting heavily against her freckled face. He found her eyes and the longing that she had had there was still present but the look of passion and joy had taken over.
"So what did you want to talk about?" he asks closing his eyes and opening them again, his cheek laying on her shoulder.
Kate is stroking his hair with her hand and whispers to his ear: "Who cares?" And puts her own cheek against his head.