Chapter 46

Kat's eyes were wide, as I faced her, it was as though she was just now, seeing me for the first time. The sheets all tangled underneath her body. Her skin was flushed, and her chest rose and fell rapidly in time with her fast breathing. I was unable to stop my eyes from travelling southwards, taking in every inch of her perfect body. The curves of her perfect breasts, the dip of her waist, arch of her hip bone. My cock twitched the lower I looked.

Ev, she can fucking see you looking you prat. Look at her face! Her face! Big hint... is not between her legs!

I cleared my throat, blinking and locking gaze with hers, trying to pass it off, but not missing the, obviously disapproving, roll of her golden brown eyes.

"Jesus Ev." She sighed, turning her head slightly and rolling away.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I half laughed, reaching out and wrapping an arm around her waist, pulling her back to me.

The move seemed so natural, I didn't want her to roll away, I already felt strangely cold from the small distance she'd put between us. My thumb caressed her soft skin whilst I held her closer, breathing in her sweet scent. I saw her eyes flick towards my lips and caught the small movement of her jaw when she began to bite the inside of her cheek. The inner battle that was going on inside her head was clear. It was obvious that she wanted to kiss me, but something was stopping her, something that was absolutely not going to stop me. It seemed like my body wasn't ready to give her up just yet. Before she could attempt to move away again, I kissed her. She stiffened at first, but as I drew closer, my lips moving against hers, she responded. It was a tender kiss, one that left no doubt that I wanted more, yet gentle enough to show that it wasn't me making a move. I pulled back as I felt her hand glide over my cheek, placing one light kiss on her lips.

"How did this even happen?" She asked quietly, her fingertips tracing the stubble across my jaw.

"I don't know." I admitted. "Do you regret it?" I asked, slightly anxious about the answer that I might get.

Our eyes met and I felt like my heart might leap from my chest, the silence was killing me. I felt unusually vulnerable, as though what she said next could have the power to make me whole or shatter me. I was absolutely not a fan of this shit.

Pull yourself together, you're not a twelve year old girl.

"Would it be weird if I said no?" She murmured in response, before pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

"Oh, we're way beyond fucking weird right now." I said before I could stop myself.

I immediately wanted to hit myself in the face, such a stupid thing to say. I probably sound like a right dick. I was about to apologise, when Kat just burst out laughing. Her entire body relaxed against me, her eyes sparkling and her hand falling from my jaw to land on my chest. The sound of her laughter was so infectious, I couldn't help but join in. It was as though all of the awkwardness had evaporated, sucked out of the room as I joined in with her laughter. Both of us laughing hard until we could only lay there panting, tears rolling down our cheeks.

"You know, you're not all bad." Kat said, running her finger through her hair, sweeping it from her face and shuffling into a seated position.

"Wow, thanks, I think I'll get that put on my headstone," I swept my hand through the air, adding in a dramatic tone: "Evan Daniels... not all bad."

She lightly slapped my upper arm, smirking at me as I rolled onto my side and propped my head up on one arm, to look at her.

"Don't be a dick."

Laughing gently, I winked at her, enjoying this side of Kat. I wasn't surprised that I found myself so unbelievably attracted to her when I saw her this way. She was so beautiful, even though she was slightly dishevelled from earlier, and with small mascara smudges under her eyes from the tears she shed when she first arrived. Her playful and happy attitude shone like a beam of light, and I was like a moth to the flame, powerless to stop myself from being drawn towards her. Nothing else mattered right then. I knew I wasn't ready for this to end, but I already had no idea how I could make her stay.

"What are you thinking about over there?"

Kat's voice sounded like a distant echo, it was as though coming from the end of a long tunnel. I didn't realise just how far into my own head, I'd travelled, until then.

"Oh, nothing, just some work stuff." I said, hoping that she wouldn't push the subject.

I didn't want to end up sounding like an obsessed little hormonal teenager, the thought of it was enough to turn my stomach.

"Shit, work." Kat gasped, throwing herself forwards in a hurry, and giving me an eyeful.

"Er Kit Kat, it's not that I don't appreciate the view," I started, tilting my head to the side slightly to take it in a little better. "But, where's the fire?"

She didn't even stop to scold me or anything, instead, hanging her head over the side of the bed and reaching out towards the floor.

"I have work in the morning, I need to get back to my place."

I already hated the sound of that plan. Not just for my own selfish reasons, but because of everything that she had been through today. I knew that she would be spending the night tossing and turning, unable to sleep properly and questioning, what and how she did something wrong, that could have caused his death. Reaching out, I grasped her shoulders, her movements ceased immediately and her eyes drifted closed as she seemed to melt into my arms. I held her against my body. Her bare, heated skin pressed to my own, her head lolling back against my collarbone as her long dark hair tickled against my chest.

"You don't have to be alone tonight. Stay." I whispered in her ear.

The trace of vanilla and floral notes from her perfume filled my nose. I was unable to stop myself from kissing a path down her neck, sucking against her skin as I got lower, the sound of her responding moan made my blood simmer and my grip on her tightened.

"What are we doing here?" She breathed, her own hands wrapping around herself and tenderly gripping my wrists.

I stopped and tilted my head a little.

"Well, I could draw you a diagram if you like, but I'm pretty sure it's sort of obvious." The sarcastic remark tumbled from my lips before I could stop it.

"Do you take anything seriously?" Kat asked, the familiar brattish tone to her voice coming out in the slight snappiness of her retort.

"A lot of things actually."

She looked up at me, and I saw a flash of something like fear, flickering in her eyes.

"I don't want this to end really badly."

"It won't." I reassured her, tracing her jaw with my index finger before kissing her softly once more.

She kissed me back, her hands locking behind my neck.

"But what if it does?"

"Then so what, we weren't that close anyway." I said impatiently, "Now shut up and be a nice kitty."

Smirking at the argumentative look on her face, I didn't give her time to reply. Claiming her lips with mine and bringing us back down onto the mattress, knowing that no matter how this turned out, there was no turning back. This was the start of something, and it could end in one of two ways. As to which, only time would tell.