I wake up a few hours later to find Cato wrapped around me, his face buried in my hair. I get out of bed and retrieve his shirt from the bedpost and button it on myself. It was big. It almost covered me like a dress.
I climb back onto the bed and kiss Cato's abs, I work my way up from his abs, to his chest, to his neck, and then his lips. As I gently kiss his lips his eyes flutter open.
"You were awake that whole time, weren't you?" I say looking at him angrily.
"Yup." He says to me, his beautiful smile stretched across his face.
"You little…" I start in pretend anger and smack him in the face with a pillow.
"Oh, now you're dead." He says and starts to run out of bed. I scream and try to run away but he grabs me by the waist, spins me towards him, and lifts me into the air. I wrap my legs around him and kiss him. He runs me back over to the bed and we fall down onto its surface.
He is tickling me. He is kneeling above me tickling me and I am laughing so hard. I love this boy.
"Ah! Stop it!" I manage to say in between fits of laughter. There is only one way to stop him so I grab the back of his head and pull him towards me and kiss him softly and then pull back.
Suddenly his lips press onto mine with such force that it takes me aback. In the back of my mind I see Thresh standing over me, Katniss running away. Cato touches my chest and my mind flutters back into reality. I place my hand over Cato's heart.
"It still beats." I say.
"Yeah," Cato starts, "Because this is life now."
"Our life in Panem wasn't this good," I say, giggling.
"That's because we are together now," Cato tells me, "And no one can hurt you ever again."
Cato leans back down and kisses me. It is a peck, but he doesn't pull back. His lips are just rested, pressed onto mine so gently that it feels like a feather has been placed on my lips. He bites my bottom lip gently and pulls back. He looks straight into my eyes and I fear that he can see my thoughts.
"I love you." He says to me, his beautiful smile there again.
"I love you too." I say and lean up and kiss him. "Lets go get breakfast!" I say with such excitement that makes him giggle. "You might want to put a shirt on." I say to him as I start walking towards the door.
"You're wearing my shirt. " he says looking at me with his arms crossed.
"Oh yeah…" I realize this but don't want to take his shirt off, "Nah, you don't need a shirt." I say shaking my head. He laughs and opens the door for me. We walk to breakfast, him in his jeans and me in his oversized shirt.