A/N: Okay, so this is slightly longer than the last couple of chapters and I hope you like it. Please review, I'm not too sure about the last few chapters and would really like some feedback...
Oh, this whole thing is set a couple of moths after 'Always' so I'm saying that Kate is pretty much a permanent fixture in the loft. Hey, it's FanFiction, I can do that if I want...
Disclaimer in chapter one.
Kate,
What is it about women and this constant need to diet? You'd think I understand it, I do live with three of them but it's one of those great mysteries of life. Kind of like Big Foot or fairies. I mean, even those who don't need to diet do!
Some days it amuses me, seeing you walking into Remy's, head held high and looking shy when you order a diet soda. Every time. You walked into China Town wearing just a cardigan and heels without the slightest hint of embarressment but this made you blush? It's cute, you have this little blush that defies all logic; it starts at your ears and I know this because I've seen it. It's like you have a sixth sense for it as well because no sooner than it appears you untuck your hair from behind your ear, trying to hide it.
Every time we order dessert you skip or just get (another!) coffee and somehow you always end up eating half of mine. It's sort of romantic in a 'Lady And The Tramp' kind of way and equally amusing, especially that time when that old lady thought we were dating. You ran so fast after that comment, ran back to Josh I assumed.
I remember this one dessert, it was a strange sundae of sorts, nine flavors of ice-cream and you tried to steal the cream from the top, complaining the whole time that the ice-cream would hurt your sensitive teeth. You got some on your cheek and as I wiped it off and I couldn't help but think you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, even with half my pudding on your face. I wanted to kiss you so bad right then, I probably would have if the waitress hadn't arrived.
I never told you this but you know that lemon ice-cream that you loved so much? I hate it. I can't understand why you like it so much but seeing you enjoy it made me order that same sundae every time with two spoons. Even if that lemon stuff ruined most of it I would do it every time just to see you smile.
'I' is for the ice-cream you like; I'll keep on ordering it even if I hate it, just to see you smile.
I love you.
Rick.