Disclaimer : I do not own Lost, if I did, all we would see is shirtless Jack… lol.
A/N: Thank you guys for your wonderful reviews on last chapter, you cannot imagine how much I appreciated it. You guys are the best! This chappie is dedicated to x-Kate-x who is wonderful!
The song I used for this chappie is "So into you" by Tamia. It fits Jate so well. Chapter 10 guys! I'm so excited!
Chapter ten: So into you.
Jack knocked at Kate's door.
"Come in." he heard her say and noticed the hint of frustration in her voice.
"Hey." He said softly stepping in the room. "Uh… I forgot to tell you that I put your stuff and your backpack in my room." She looked at him confused. "It's all my mum's doing. She said she would be using this room as a cloakroom… she said it would be simpler this way…" he stopped when he heard a car drove away. Kate heard it as well and they looked at each other a flash of confusion crossed both of their eyes. They went to the window and looked through it.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed when she saw Boone driving out of the aisle.
"What are they doing?" he asked.
"They're leaving me here!" she said, anger obvious in her voice.
"Why would they…" he began and she looked at him, raising an eyebrow. He understood and suddenly realised how close they were from one another. She was the closest to the window and he was right behind her, his chest pressed against her back. His hand was pulling the curtain off, so his arm was resting on her shoulder.
"I'm gonna kill Shannon!" she said turning around to face him. That is when she noticed his smile. "Why are you smiling?" she asked angrier by the second.
"I'm not smiling." He said taking control of his (adorable) lips again.
"Yes you were! You think it's funny, don't you?" she asked pointing a threatening finger at him.
"Well I have to admit that it was a good idea." He said trying not to smile again but he could not help himself when he saw her jaw contract and her eyes widen in disapproval. She slapped his upper arm and past before him, pushing him in the process.
"Don't you think you're overreacting?" he asked chuckling. She turned around so quickly that she almost fell from her high hills.
"Maybe, but I have the right to." She said and turned around again and without another word, she stormed out of the room. Jack laughed at her behaviour and he could not deny the fact that she looked absolutely and completely sexy when she was angry. He decided that he would let her calm down by herself for a little while and he will go looking for her in a few minutes. He went to his room, thinking he would be able to change in more comfortable clothes but he found Kate in his room, desperately searching for something.
"Uh… can I help you?" he asked more and more amused by her behaviour.
"If I see you smirk one more time, I swear I won't be able to keep myself from struggling you." She said stopping her search and turned to look at him, her arms crossed over her chest defensively. Jack found this idea hilarious but he did not show it, knowing that it would drive her crazy.
"I promise I won't." he said smiling softly and for a quick second he saw her relax but it was soon over as she straighten herself again and return to her research. "Tell me what you're looking for, maybe I can help." He said gently.
"I'm looking for my backpack." She mumbled.
"Why?" he asked confused.
"Because you're driving me home." She said simply but firmly.
"I don't think so." He said shoving his hands in his pockets.
"Really?" she asked glaring at him. "And why is that?"
"Because I can't."
"Sure you can, you're not drunk and I won't let Shannon win on this one, I'm going home." She said and she realised that it was the first time she used that word. He realised it as well and smile softly.
"Well, Kate I would love to help you but we don't have any cars left." He said and he saw the look of incredulity she threw him. "I lent my car to Hurley and Libby who had taken a cab to come here and my parents just left to spend of few days with friends." He explained. She groaned in frustration and sat on the bed.
"I swear, she's gonna pay." She mumbled and he laughed lightly.
"Oh come on Kate, it's not that big of a deal. You've already slept in this house and there are plenty of room left. If you keep throwing angry looks every where you will end up hurting my feelings." He said, slowly making his way toward the bed and seating next to her. She looked up at him and gave him a small smile.
"I'm sorry Jack, I know you wouldn't do anything inappropriate; not that you would want to anyway." She quickly added and averted her eyes, afraid of what she might see in his eyes.
Of course, he wanted to. How could he not?
"You gonna be ok?" he asked concerned and she nodded.
"Yeah, I just need to get off that dress and take a shower." she said.
"It's really too bad, you really look beautiful." He said softly and she smiled.
"That's what I've been told." She said getting up. "I think I'm gonna need another of your old pyjamas." She added.
"Uh, it was the last one, but I can give you one of my T-shirt… that's all you need anyway." He said smirking. He got up and she punched his arm playfully.
"Yeah and you won't need it anyway." She retorted smirking back.
"Touché." He said with a chuckle and she smiled cheekily, satisfied.
He loved that smile.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a shower to take." He nodded and smiled as he watched her step out of his room. When she was gone, he wondered what she would look like completely naked, hot water pouring down her perfect body. 'Beautiful' he thought with a smile. Another image crossed his mind and this one made his entire body hum with desire and need. How would it feel to be right next to her in that shower, to be able to hold her and love her as if she was all his? He stopped his chain of thoughts when he realised that it was, indeed, inappropriate. After all, he had just broken up with his fiancé (even if Sarah did not know it yet), his life was a giant mess right now and despite all the feelings and attraction he felt toward Kate, there was something he could not forget, he barley knew her. This girl had tumbled in their lives three months ago and in spite of the amount of time they had spent together, he did not know her. She was a mystery, a beautiful mystery but a mystery nonetheless and he had the intuition that she did not want to be resolved. She had built up walls around herself to protect herself from something he knew nothing about and she rarely let him see what was behind them. However, he had begun to see who she really was. He knew that she was caring and generous. He knew that she was brave and was not afraid to face anything or anyone, except, perhaps, her own fears. He knew that she felt the constant need to feel safe but he also knew that she wanted to take care of herself alone. He knew that she could be stubborn and hated to be told what to do. It always made him laugh. In fact, he had laughed a lot this past three months, with her.
But regardless of her strength, he also perceived a fragility and that is why he was always drowned to her. He wanted to take care of her, protect her, tell her that everything was going to be ok and he wanted her to believe him.
He had spent what seemed a lifetime with Sarah, yet the time he spent with Kate was more precious and thrilling to him. Yesterday when she was holding in the kitchen, he never felt so much emotion for one person at one time. A simple embrace. That simple action made him feel more alive than a whole night of sex or a long and successful surgery. He thought about Sarah and cursed himself for staying in a relationship that made him so miserable. He should have listened to his friends and family but he wanted to prove them wrong. He wanted to show them and himself for that matter that he could do at least one good thing in his life. That was why he had tried so hard, that was what he always did. He fixes things. That was his job, his life, what he was born to do and sometimes it was hard to get rid off that habit. Despite all the anger and the bitterness that he felt toward Sarah and their relationship, he knew that he could not regret either of them. Life was like that. You stumble, sometimes you even fall but you have to get right up and begin to walk again.
He thought about Kate again, it seemed she was all he could think about lately. He compared both women and the relationships he had with them and felt himself tense. Kate tempted him more than he has ever been in his whole life but would she want to be with him, the way he wanted to be with her. He remembered that night on the beach and the look on her face while he was holding her. He remembered how she shivered under his touch and smiled at himself. Moreover, even if she wanted to start something, were the reasons he wanted to be with her valid enough? Did he want to fix her and her life, that seemed as crushed as his own was.
He was going to spend at least two days with her, alone. He had plenty of time to find answers to the hundreds of questions that were running through his mind.
After showering, Kate put on a dressing gown that was hanging on the bathroom's door. She let her, now curly hair again, fell loosely over her shoulder and headed downstairs. She went to the living room, sat on the brown leather couch and turned the flat screen television on. She knew there would be nothing good this late at night but she did not want to go to bed, still a little angry by Shannon's immature and stupid joke. If she were truly honest with herself, she would admit that she was not against the idea of spending some time alone with Jack, just to see what will happen. These past couple of days has been full of events and she could not deny that they were getting closer and closer.
'You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.' His soft words were still echoing in her mind. She would never forget the way he looked at her.
"Hey." He said from behind her, interrupting her thoughts. She turned to look at him and smiled. Unfortunately, he was fully dressed but he still looked cute in his grey and black pyjamas.
"Hey. I thought you were already gone to sleep."
"Yeah, I wanted to but I remembered you would have nobody to complain about Shannon." He said smirking and making his way toward her. She giggled and made some room for him next to her. "I'm not tired, which is odd considering what I've been through these last two days." He said laughing and she joined him. "Anything good?" he asked, nodding toward the television.
"Nope." She said shifting slightly next to him as his arm brushed hers.
"You wanna watch a movie? My dad has an impressive collection of old movies." He said.
"He seems to be a nice guy." Kate said looking at him with a smile in her eyes.
"Who?" he asked confused.
"Your dad." She said. "I've talked to him tonight. He's really nice." He chuckled but she recognized the sadness that shadowed his lovely face. She had the same expression when she was thinking about her mom or Tom.
"Yeah, my dad is nice." He said, tensed. "So do you wanna watch a movie?" he repeated, showing that he was not thrilled about the way the conversation was heading to.
"You don't want to talk about it?" She asked quietly and her question surprised both of them. She was not the kind of person who pushed other people into talking. She saw how his entire body tensed even more and decided to drop it before he would get angry at her, but seeing how his jaw contracted, it was obviously too late.
"Well, you and I do not talk about sensitive subject." He snapped more harshly then he wanted to.
"I didn't know it was a sensitive subject." She retorted, hurt by his harsh words.
"How would you know?" he asked getting angry, yet he did not know why.
"You could have told me, I'm not stupid, I understand these kinds of things." She said bitterly.
"But you never share anything with anybody. You know, you shouldn't expect people to trust you when you don't trust them." He said getting up from the couch and he stood right before her.
"I don't need you to trust me." She yelled, standing up as well. Their bodies were so close to one another that the only thing that could pass between them was air. "You know this much about me, so don't you dare judge me!" she exclaimed tears of rage building up in her eyes. "It's easy for you to talk about trust. Perfect life. Perfect family. Perfect friends. You'll never understand." She said turning around to leave but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back toward him. Her small body bumped lightly into his strong but soft one. His anger was soon gone when he saw her sweet face wet with hot tears.
"Try me." He said softly after a little while. He delicately dried the tears from her freckled cheeks with his thumb. She lowered her head and whispered.
"I can't." she said stubbornly. He titled her head up with his finger and made her look at him. He knew there was no escape when they were looking at each other. He smiled that genuine smile that made her heart melt, her stomach flip-flop and her knees go weak. The same smile that he gave her the first time their eyes locked.
"Yes you can." He said firmly but with some firmness as if he knew that she could even if she was sure she could not. He let go of her arm and took her hand instead. As usual, his grip was soft but this time it was also very tender. He slowly sat down on the couch and she followed him. She was still reluctant to talk so he decided to push her a little. Just like her, he was not the kind of person who pushed other people into talking, but it was different with her. He wanted to know her and he was a little tired and frustrated of waiting."Look, I'm sorry I yelled, I didn't mean to. I know it's hard, believe me, I had my share of bad things but…"
"But what?" she asked, her voice still broken by her crying. He looked at her and smiled.
"But I want to get to know you, the real you. I'm tired of this superficial relationship, knowing that we could have more." She lowered her head at his word and he squeezed her hand, smiling and glad that he had an effect on her. "I want to know the Kate that's behind the walls." He whispered gently. She kept her gaze down but he knew that she understood which walls he was talking about.
"What if you don't like what you see?" she asked looking back into his hazel eyes.
"There's nothing I would learn about you that could scare me or change my… mind about you." He almost said feelings but he knew she was not ready to hear that word. He was not even sure he wanted to say it. She felt herself blush a little but she did not break eye contact. It was those eyes, that gentle and caring look that made her want to stop running. She still thought about it but she never got the courage to actually do it. When he was looking at her like that, there was nothing she could not do. It was as if he could read her thoughts and whereas other people would have turn their back on her, he was still next to her, holding her hand and trying to sooth her. "I'm a big boy Kate, I'm sure I will be alright." He said reassuringly and he managed to make her smile. "And so will you." He added squeezing her hand again.
"Ok." He finally agreed. "But if I open up, you have to promise to do the same thing." She said with a daring smile.
"You've got yourself a deal." He said holding his right hand to her and she shook it. She took a deep breath to give her some courage and smiled.
"It's going to take a while." She said with a sad chuckle. "I could use some tea." She added with a sweet smile.
"Sure, let's go to the kitchen." He said and they both stood up. He never let go off her hand and she was glad he did not.
She sat on one of the stool next to the counter and watched him prepare the tea.
"We have jasmine, meant, camomile, apple-cinnamon…"
"Apple-cinnamon would be great." She cut him off, her face lighting up.
"Apple-cinnamon it will be." He said grinning, glad that she was smiling again. He finished the drinks, handed her a cup and sat down, opposite her.
"So what do you want to know?" she asked and she blew on her hot tea. He smiled at her action, thinking it was really cute.
"Everything." He answered thoughtfully.
"Ok. Uh… I grew up in Iowa in a very small town." She said smiling as she remembered her youth. "It was quite a change when I ended up here." She added with a chuckle and he smiled. "'Till the age of 10 I lived with my mom, Diane, and the person I still considered as the only dad I had, Sam. They divorced just before my eleventh birthday and a few weeks later, she was engaged with Wayne, the only man she truly loved. They dated in high school and she never really got over him." he noticed a mixture of pain and sadness in both her eyes and her voice when she mentioned this Wayne guy. "Anyway, everything was good, not perfect but I wasn't unhappy. That changed on my fourteen's birthday. That night, after the party, he came into my room…" she trailed off, the memory still too fresh and awfully threatening in her mind. She looked up at him, and saw the shock in his eyes.
"He…?" Jack tried but the words were stuck in his throat. Kate nodded and he was stunned to see that her eyes were, now, lifeless. There were no more emotions in them, no more tears, no anger, no frustration, nothing. They were cold.
"I'm so sorry, Kate." He said softly and the shock was replaced by compassion in his lovely eyes. As a doctor, he saw a lot of women and young girls traumatised by these kinds of experiences. When they came to him, they had shut all kind of communication down and he was unable to talk to them or help them, even if it was what he wanted to do. With Kate, it was different. She was his friend, maybe more. He felt anger, no, more than that; he felt hatred build up in chest toward this monster. Monster was not even the right word. Who can possibly do this to anybody…to Kate?
"It's okay." She said in a whisper that broke his heart because he knew it was a lie. You never get over things like that; it was simply impossible. You live with them and if you were lucky enough they did not destroy you. He understood why she was so reluctant about opening up.
"Kate, if you want we can talk about it later. I understand." He said softly.
"No, no." she said hastily. "I want to get through this… I need it." She realised. She never thought she could feel relief by talking about it and that is why she never did. Maybe it was him, it was easier to talk to him.
"At first, I tried to hide it because I thought it was my fault. I must have done something to deserve this. Tom, my best friend noticed that something was off with me. I did not tell him what but he told me I should talk about whatever was happening to my mum because he knew how close we were. That's what I did. I told her what he was doing to me and for how long it was going on but she did not believe me. He could not be able to do such terrible things. Just when I thought that my life couldn't get any worse, I learned something that changed me. He was my father. Sam wasn't my biological father, that monster was. He was a part of me and I felt dirtier than I ever felt." That is when the emotions in her eyes came back. She was crying and she was talking through her teethes because of her rage. He got up from his seat and sat next to her. He put an arm around her shoulder and she laid her head against his chest. She cried as she never cried before. It was the first time that she really cried about this whole thing and she thought that now that she started she could not stop. He let her cry; only holding her close so she could feel safe. After what seemed hours, she looked up at him and she smiled weakly.
"Thank you." She said and dried her tears.
"You're welcome." He said. She straightened herself and carried on with her story.
"Life kept going and the only thing that made sense to me was Tom." She said with a warm smile remembering her childhood sweetheart. "We've known each other forever and he was always there for me, no matter what. When people were turning their back on me, he never left. We loved each other. It was pure, innocent, perfect but just as anything else in my life I screwed that up too." she said her voice cold again. Jack frowned and waited for her to continue. "We began to date when I was sixteen, he was eighteen. He wasn't my first boyfriend but I thought that with him it was going to last forever. We were dating for six month when I got my driver license. To celebrate it, we went to a party and I got drunk. He was drinking as well but I beat that time. We had a fight during the party, a stupid fight, I can't even remember what it was about. I took his car keys and headed to the car…" she stopped and swallowed. He saw the distant look that she had in her eyes. It seemed that this memory was more painful than the previous one and cursed himself for making her suffer again. "I started the car up. I didn't think he would follow me but he did. He always did." She added in a sad whisper. "He got in just when I was about to drive away. I told him… well I yelled would be a better word. I demanded that he got off but he did not listen so I drove away and ten seconds later we had an accident." Jack knew that it was coming but he felt slightly stunned nonetheless. "I survived and he died." She said simply. She did not cry this time. It was probably because she had already cried a lot or because she did not want to cry again, he was not sure. "I swear, I thought my life was over. I killed my best friend, the only person that mattered to me. He died because of my stupidity…"
"No he didn't. It was an accident Kate. It's not your…"
"Please, don't." she said firmly. "I know you wanna help but believe me, it won't! Nothing you could say or do could change my mind about what happened that night."
"But Kate…"
"Please." She said, her eyes broken by the tragedy. There was always something shadowing her eyes, but he never understood what. Now he knew.
"Okay." He nodded slightly. "I'm sorry Kate."
"Yeah, me too." she said. "Then, Tom's parents pressed charges against me because they thought I was responsible for his death, just like every body else in the town. I didn't go to jail or anything but I had to work 300 hours to pay my due to the society and I had to follow a psychological program to help me go through the loss and the guilt that was overwhelming me." She said.
"Why? What happened, Kate?" he asked knowing that something else happened, something bad.
"I attempted suicide." She said her voice barely audible. "I swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills."
"Whose were they?" he asked trying to control the shaking in his voice.
"My mom's. She had trouble sleeping." She explained. "Wayne found me and brought me to the hospital." She said bitterly as if she regretted what he did. "A week later I was out and began the therapy and the work, while I was still going to school." She said, taking another deep breath before carrying on. "A year later I graduated and I left home, never looking back." She finished and looked at him, trying to read his eyes. She was surprised to see pain in them.
"Are…are you ok?" she asked concerned and that made him chuckle.
"That should be my line." He said and she smiled weakly. "I'm fine Kate, I'm just a little confused." He added and she threw him a quizzical look. "I mean you've been through so much and yet you seem… normal." He said searching for the right word and it made her smile.
"Thank you. It really means a lot to me. I mean I was used to people only judging me, throwing disgusted looks toward me. I deserved it…"
"No, you didn't." he said cutting her up firmly.
"Please…"
"No, let me finish, it's my turn to talk." He cut her again. "I know you think you're a horrible person but that's the farthest thing from the truth. Believe me; I know what I'm talking about, I'm a doctor." He said winking at her, making her smile. "Kate, I've watched you these past three months, a lot," he said seriously but blushing a little. "There's nothing wrong with you, you're an amazing person. I've seen you interact with all of us and every body loves you." He said taking her hand and squeezing it. "You just made a mistake, that's normal; you're human. Every body does mistakes. I did. So stop beating yourself up. I can't stand it." He said softly. It was the first time someone tried to comfort her. "After what that monster put you through, I think you should have more self esteem for yourself. You're a strong independent woman who has a nice life now and with your past, I think you deserve a medal or something."
"You think so?" she asked.
"I know so." He said and squeezed her hand again. She put her free hand above their entwined hands and smiled gratefully at him.
"Thank you." She said and leaned to kiss his cheek. The thought of kissing his wonderful lips that comforted her like nothing or no one else before crossed her mind and she never was as tempted as now but she knew it would not be the best time. She leaned back and gave him another grateful look.
"You're welcome, I'm glad." He said smiling.
"Me too." she said, relieved.
"So what you did after you left Iowa?" he asked casually, taking a sip of his tea.
"You have no idea…" she said giving a mysterious look, going back to being the joyful and playful Kate that he always knew. They spent the next hour taking about her numerous and thrilling trips throughout the country. Once she started talking, she was not able to stop. She talked about the people she met, the places she lived in and the job she did. He learned that she tried strip tease.
"No way!" he said his eyes shinning with curiosity.
"Yes." She said nodding. "But that didn't last long, I wasn't comfortable. I was very young and stupid." She said shrugging.
"I would have loved to see that." He said with a smirk and she punched his arm lightly.
"Well, I think you gonna have to wait." she froze when she realised what she said. Jack's smirk was quickly replaced by a shy smile.
"Really?" he asked, trying to hide the hope in his voice.
"Who knows?" She said, shrugging and they smiled warmly at each other. She yawned and he looked at his watch.
"It's getting late, or early." He said looking through the kitchen window and saw the first ray light. "Do you want to get to sleep?" he asked. She thought about it and looked through the window. She shook her head.
"Nope, I wanna watch the sun rise." She said with a cheeky smile.
"That's a great idea." He said softly, looking at her intently. They walked out of the house to the backyard, hand in hand. They sat on the wooden bench, very close to each other. She took a deep breath and smiled satisfied. She unconsciously laid her head on his shoulder. He watched her smile and he could not help but do the same. He felt happy because, she seemed happier. He felt like he helped her in some way and that made him somewhat proud of himself. When she had laid her head on his shoulder, he had let his head lay above hers. They silently watched the sunrise and he did not notice her, softly, drifting up to sleep. When he looked down at her, he saws that her eyes were closed and that she was breathing in a steady pace. He smiled and put a soft kiss on the side of her head. He was not sure but he could swear that he saw a light smile appear in her lovely face. He put an arm under her arms while the other found his way to her knees. He lifted her up softly and effortlessly. He slowly made his way back to the house, trying not to wake her and enjoying the feeling of her in his arms. He made his way to her room and delicately put her on the bed and under the covers. He put a quick kiss on her forehead and watched her sleep for a while. He was seating on the armchair next to the window and he did not realise that sleep was taking its lot on him.
She woke up, hours later and smiled at the memory of what happened that night. She rubbed the remaining of sleep out of her eyes and looked around the room. She grinned when she saw him; sleeping in the armchair. She got to her feet and slowly made her toward him. She knelt in front of him and put her hands on his lap. She saw his eyes flutter open and a genuine smile appeared in his face when he saw her.
"Morning." He whispered.
"Morning, sleepy head. What do you want for breakfast?" she asked. He looked at her intently, mesmerised by her beauty. "Jack?" she said.
"Whatever you want." He said and she smiled.
"Ok, go get a shower and I'll be down preparing pancakes." She said with a cheeky smile. He nodded and she rushed to the door.
Half an hour later they were eating in the kitchen, smile plastered on both of their faces.
"So how come, I found you asleep on the armchair of my room?" she asked smirking.
"Dunno." He shrugged. "I must've falling asleep while I was watching you sleep." He said after a while. She blushed at his words. He smiled at himself, really glad that he had this kind of effect on her.
They spent the next two days together, talking, laughing, watching movies; simply enjoying the quietness and the togetherness. It was the best two days she ever had. The third morning, Jack's parents came back, finding them asleep in each other arms, on the couch. Jack stirred when he heard their voices and reluctantly opened his eyes. He found Kate seating next to him, slightly scared.
"Kate, don't worry. It's just my parents, they are not going to eat you." He said chuckling. "We're adults, remember?" She nodded and gave him a weak smile.
"Yeah but it's still embarrassing." She mumbled.
"Believe me, they've seen worse." He said smirking and she raised a questioning eyebrow. He ignored her. "Now, come on, let's say good morning." He took her hand and led her to the kitchen where they found Margo and Christian having breakfast.
"Morning Kids." Christian said.
"Good morning, Dr Shepherd." Kate said with a shy smile. Jack hugged his mum and went to seat next to his father.
"So how was it?" he asked, taking a banana from the basket on the table.
"Kate, darling, have a seat." Margo said and Kate finally sat next to Jack who smiled.
"It was boring." Christian said, answering Jack and everybody laughed. "I swear, if it wasn't for your mother, I would have come back two days ago." Jack and Kate exchanged looks, knowing exactly what the other was thinking. They were glad that he did not come back sooner. They shyly smiled at each other and Margo threw a meaningful look at her husband who smirked.
They spent the day with his parents and they drove back to their home in the end of the day. She was about to open the door of her apartment but he grabbed her hand, making her turn around.
"I'm gonna head straight to my place, I don't want to hear Shannon's teasing." He said and she giggled. "Kate, it was…"
"Wonderful." She finished and he smiled.
"Yeah, it was wonderful. Thank you for staying with me. I really needed a friend."
"I should be the one to thank you. You're the one who helped me. I never had such a good time with anybody." She added and their eyes locked.
"I feel the same way. I didn't thought about Sarah or about work. What's your secret?" he asked with a smile.
"Can't tell you." She said innocently and that made him laugh lightly. They looked awkwardly at each other for the first time in days.
"So I guess this is it." He said
"Yeah." She said taking a deep breath. She looked in his beautiful eyes and before she could stop herself, she was pressing her lips against his. At first, he was taken aback by her action, but when he felt her hot and soft lips on his, he kissed her back. She put her arms around her neck and he pressed her against the door, deepening the kiss. It was soft and tender but it was also full of passion and need. He had his right hand on her waist and his left one was in her hair, caressing her neck. She felt her knees going weak and thanked god that he was firmly holding her. They got lost in the kiss, forgetting where they were, all that mattered was each other. After what seemed hours, the slowly pulled back, needing air.
"Wow!" she said and he nodded. He licked his lips as if to make sure that it really happened and when she saw that she could not resist; she kissed him again. He smiled against her lips; he definitely loved this.
A/N: That's it. I hope you enjoyed it because I really loved writing it. Now you know Kate a little bit more. Tell me what you thought about that part of the story; I need to know if it was credible.
A kiss… and so much more to come. I know I said they would be leaving town together but I'm leaving that for next chapter.
Please review, guys, you know I love it.
x-kate-x, I hope you liked it.