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I DO NOT OWN BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
Chapter 63
Catherine went into her bedroom and threw her keys onto her night stand. She took off her jacket while trying to think where she put her longer black one. She turned around trying to remember where she had placed it when she noticed it was neatly folded on her dresser with a note placed on top of it. She walked over and opened the note.
'Fire Escape.'
She smiled as she made her way over to her window. "You know it is freezing out right?"
Vincent looked over at her and smile. He watched as she motioned him to come inside. He slid through the window as watched as she closed it behind him.
"I came to apologize." He said putting his hands in his coat pockets.
Catherine turned around and gave him a confused look. "Apologize? For what?"
"For Heather walking in, I should've noticed."
Catherine smiled. "Vincent it's not your fault."
Vincent looked down at his feet and then back up at her.
"Don't worry."
Vincent sighed still feeling bad. "Plus I shouldn't have..."
"Vincent..." Catherine started out as she walked over towards him.
"No, I should've just checked then left I never even should've tried-"
Before Vincent could finished Catherine placed her lips on his. At first he was hesitant but after a while he kissed her back. She lifted her hands up to the back of his neck letting them make their way into his dark hair.
Catherine was the first to pull away. With only inches separating their lips she whispered. "I'm glad you did."
Vincent smiled down at Catherine as she smiled back up at him.
"Cat!" Heather called.
Catherine rolled her eyes. "Speak of the devil."
Vincent let out a small laugh. "I'll see you later."
Catherine smiled. "Okay."
As Vincent made his ways towards the fire escape Catherine left the room going to look for Heather. She walked out to the living room to find her sitting on the couch.
"What?" Catherine asked.
Heather patted the spot next to her on the couch. "Sit."
Catherine sighed yet, did as her sister told her.
"Now..." Heather started out as her sister sat down next to her. "I was thinking."
Catherine raised an eyebrow.
"You should invite your boyfriend over to dinner." Heather said cheerfully.
"Excuse me?"
"Oh come on Cat." Heather said as she rolled her eyes. "I would love to meet the mystery guy. It's not like I'll scare him away or anything." Heather laughed.
Catherine let out a nervous laugh. "Right."
Heather's expression soon turned serious. "Wait..you think I'll actually embarrass you?!"
"What? No!" Catherine said quickly "It's just..."
"It's just what? Because don't try to give the 'too early in the relationship' crap. I mean obviously you like him. You don't kiss many people in the kitchen." Heather joked.
Catherine grabbed a pillow from beside her and threw it at her sister. "It's none of you're business who and who I don't kiss in a kitchen."
Heather shrugged after moving the pillow. "Fine. Then invite him to dinner."
"Heather..."
Heather shook her head. "No I wanna meet the guy, you're inviting him and that's final."
Catherine let out another sigh. "If it'll shut you up."
Heather smiled. "Good so tomorrow at 6."
"I swear that every time you walk through those doors, your just in la la land." JT said looking over at his room-mate.
"Very funny." Vincent replied walking over to the couch.
"How was Catherine?" JT asked while watching the television.
Vincent let a small smile creep on his face. "Good."
"That's good."
Both JT and Vincent looked over at the door as the heard a knock.
"Guess she just can't stay away huh?" JT asked looking back at Vincent.
Vincent laughed.
"I'll be somewhere else." JT said before leaving the room.
After JT left Vincent made his way over to the door.
"Hi, what's up?" Vincent asked.
Before replying Catherine made her way past Vincent and into the warehouse.
"Everything okay?" Vincent asked while closing the door.
"Uh...yeah fine it's just..."
"What?" Vincent asked slightly concerned.
"Well since Heather, well saw you, she want's you to come over for dinner."
Vincent slowly nodded.
"But I'll just tell her you can't come."
Vincent thought about it for a moment and then said, "I can go."
Catherine gave Vincent a surprised look. "What?"
Vincent shrugged his shoulders. "Yeah I mean I went to your fathers wedding after all right?"
"Vincent, Heather can be sort of...she likes to ask a lot of questions."
"I'm pretty sure I can remember my Denver background." Vincent said smiling.
Catherine couldn't help but smile.
"Don't worry it'll be fine."
"You sure? Because I can just-"
"Catherine, it's fine."
Vincent's going to dinner, what do you guys think is gunna happen?