Chapter Twelve
The streetlights reflected to Kate's eyes from the pavement. The asphalt was wet and glimmering from the rain droplets that were trickling down. The drops were so small that you could barely even notice them but you could definitely feel them on your skin as they made the air go humid.
Kate smiled as she was thinking about what her hair would end up looking like. This kind of weather made the curls in her hair go even more curler. But at that moment she couldn't bother her mind about stuff like that. She was too happy now to let it be ruined by something as stupid as worrying about her appearance.
And from the way his body was squashed against her side he had no trouble finding her appearance adorable and beautiful enough.
He was holding his arm around her upper body and pulled her body closer every time he felt like she was getting even an inch too far. Kate made no objections and eventually brought her own palm to rest on his waist.
She was prepared to the turns that they had to take to get to his place. She already knew the way. He took notice of this fact when they had to take the street to their left and Kate was already taking it when he was just about to turn. Jack only followed her motions and smiled to himself.
When they finally reached the building where his apartment was located, Jack and Kate stopped as he opened the door. This time there was no goofing around about who would go in first or something else that would stall them in any way.
They walked hand in hand the stairs up to the second storey and paced the corridor length to his flat's door. When they reached it, Jack let his grip slide away from her hand so he could open the door. He was going thru his pocket to find the keys but he had difficulties to concentrate because Kate was standing right behind him and was rubbing her hands against his tummy. She smiled when she heard him make a sharp inhale as she dug a bit of nail into him.
The door made its usual bang noise and opened. She followed him in still hanging onto him with her palms. Only when they were completely inside the flat and the door was shut close, did she let go of him. He turned to face her and saw her eyes looking back to him.
"Do you want to eat or something?" he asked but didn't actually concentrate as much to the question itself that to her lips that he was now staring.
Kate took a step closer to him and seemed fairly amused that he had even bothered to ask such a question when he already knew the answer.
"Guess what I want," she said making a smirk and taking another step towards him.
"Well how could I guess that? I have so many different things in here. Crackers, apples, eggs…" he listed lowering his voice as he spoke and closing up the distance between them.
"Mmm…I like crackers," she whispered and started rubbing his chest pushing him against the edge of the kitchen table. His muscles tensed up under her touch as Jack closed his eyelids.
When she was about to move her hands lower, he stopped her.
She looked up to his eyes as if asking what is it?. He gave her the answer when he kissed her.
Kate started responding immediately and slowly brought her palms to his face. After reaching them she cupped his cheeks and raised herself to the tips of her toes so she could be more in the same level with him but he was too tall.
Noticing that she was having a bit of a trouble Jack lent in more. Kate smiled against his mouth and moved her palms to his hair.
It felt somehow different than before. She suddenly broke the kiss and Jack was left hovering the air around her mouth with his lips. His eyes fluttered open and he frowned at the woman without any understanding as she was now examining his short hair with her eyes and hands.
It had curled a bit, Kate eventually noticed. She giggled and brought her lips to meet his again like nothing had just happened. But Jack seemed to be totally out of what she was doing.
He broke the kiss and looked at her with a puzzled frown.
"What am I? Your boy toy that you can examine when ever you feel like it?" he finally smiled.
"Boy toy sounds good to me," she smiled back.
This was exactly what she had missed about him – the ability to make the hard and usually difficult situations feel lighter.
Her expression went from amused to serious fast. He was confused why she was having these mood swings but he didn't mention it. He only tilted his head forward so his face would be close to hers again and eventually they were panting slowly but heavily against each other's mouths.
As she kissed him, Kate was faced with the height difference issues once more but this time she wanted to have him properly and decided to take care of the problem.
She withdrew her face back just so she could voice out understandable words.
"Lift me up. We need to level the playing field," Kate whispered against his lips.
Jack pressed his lips harder against hers but didn't really move them. He was concentrating more on what his arms were about to do.
His palms slid lower on her body until they reached the backs of her both thighs. She stiffened more as he started adding more pressure to her legs and finally raised her off the ground with his arms.
Jack was thinking about walking the stairs up to his bedroom but knew in the back of his mind that they were not going to make it there. Instead he headed towards the living room.
Some rational thoughts tried to push thru Kate's mind but she just pushed them right back where they had come from. Not tonight. I need him now. She did remember that he was still married and as she thought about it she felt a pinch in her stomach but after a while that was forgotten too. All her focus was now targeted to his neck and its skin.
Eventually he reached the living room couch and Kate was hanging onto him like a little baby monkey – palms entwined behind his neck and legs wrapped around his waist. With a silent thud he seated himself and Kate on the sofa but she was too busy working on his neck to pay much attention to the fact that he was no longer walking.
The hickies that Jack had made to her neck area earlier were now completely faded away. Guess that's what happens after a month if you don't have nobody to maintain their existence.
But this time Kate wanted to mark him. She moved her mouth to the right side of his neck and kissed a little area there before she started sucking it slightly. He tilted his head to left and closed his eyes, yanking her body closer to his chest with his palms.
After she was done, Kate withdrew her face further so she could see the mark that her lips and teeth had planted to his skin. It was her first and to her eyes it looked pretty good for a first hickie.
Kate tossed her hair back tilting her head but there were still many loose curls left hanging on her face. She tried to blow them away but was unsuccessful.
Jack raised his hands to stroke them away and tucked the locks of hair behind her ear.
She brought her eyes to his and Jack saw a flash of fear pass thru them but when he tried to look closer what the flash had been about, it was already faded away from her eyes.
He moved his hands lower on her figure that was sitting on his lap. He lifted her top away slowly as she raised her hands up. After placing it next to them on the couch he started to work on his own shirt. Kate was too distracted to do that herself as she was now caressing his hair in full examination mode.
He finished undressing his shirt and tossed it away. Finally Kate noticed what he had done while her mind had been elsewhere and shifted her gaze first to his chest and then brought it back to his eyes. He started kissing her and supported her back gently with his hand as she began to lean against the couch.
A pillow on the couch got flattened between Kate's shoulder and the couch. Her nails dug into his back and she tossed her head when she felt every muscle in her body starting to shiver.
A little moment later he was lying on his back, Kate squashed against his side and she was making tiny circles on his chest with her fingers. Eventually she raised her gaze to his face.
"What are we doing, Jack?" she asked still letting her fingers linger on his chest.
He didn't answer to her and just let his head rest on the cushion not even bringing his eyes to her eyes sight. After a long spell he opened his mouth slightly as in attempt to say something but then closed it again.
Kate stopped her fingers and yanked herself up so he was forced to look at her. Her eyes demanded him to say at least something.
He noticed this and swallowed.
"I have no idea," he said and moved himself to an upright position, looking at her to the eyes. "All I know is that I need you."
Kate frowned at him.
"I need you too. That month apart was hard enough. Sarah or no Sarah, I can't do that again," she whispered serious expression on her face and grabbed his hand to hers entwining their fingers.
"Well she is away often travelling."
"I guess that just makes me the other woman," she said a bit sadly but still somehow she seemed happy.
Jack couldn't come up with anything witty to say back to her line and just let his eyes fall to the floor. She saw that he was ashamed of the whole situation. Kate raised her free hand to rest on his cheek in attempt to console him.
He smiled to her.
"You still want those crackers?" she asked.
"Sure," she said as they walked to the kitchen.