Jack's P.O.V:
Is that really what she thinks I'm doing? I mean, I know I don't get women real good, but I am pretty sure nothing about my behavior to her reeked of hypocrisy.
"is that what you think I'm doing?" I ask again, more aggressively this time.
She looks at me uneasy and abstractly pushes a damp strand of hair off her face.
"Jack…" she trails off sighing, "Let's just drop this."
"Let's not." I say as she begins to walk away from me again.
"I don't want to have this conversation with you, Jack." She mutters at me as I catch up with her.
"Guess what, Kate? You don't get to decide. This is not all about you." I say grabbing her hand and turning her to face me.
She stops and stares at me with an icy look.
And then I do something really uncharacteristic. I kiss her. Well, kiss isn't exactly the term, I practically explode against her lips. She gasps against my lips and I quickly cup her face, steadying her.
I can feel her trembling under my hands, maybe from the rain, maybe from the situation, so I lower one of my hands from her face to her waist. I bring her closer to my body and soften the kiss.
She places her hands hesitantly against my chest and then slowly pulls away.
"Why are you doing this?" she asks while I'm still holding her.
I roll my eyes at her smiling and lower the other hand to her waist.
"What reason could I possibly have?" I ask.
"Jack…" she smiles shoving me lightly and I wrap my arms tighter around her.
"Kate, there's definitely something going on. And I would've continued waiting 'till one of us would've finally admitted it but I had to let you know I'm not being a hypocrite with you." I say and place my lips against her cheek, "this is all very real." I whisper.
She sighs in respond and I can feel her hands coming up to my shoulders, digging through them.
I kiss her cheek lazily.
"Real." She repeats what I've said.
I nod and trail my way back to her lips.
I know it was short, but hey – you got a kiss! ;)
