"Oh it's no problem, sweetie. Go ahead with what ever you were doing, dear". Jonah said.
Knowing him, Katherine knew it was useless to try to argue. She just couldn't understand why Jensen was helping... Again.
Well, at least they were getting the work done. She murmured to herself. She returned to the kitchen to continue with her cooking. She heard the lawn mower cross and recross the lawn outside the kitchen window. She glanced outside to view their progress.
Jensen was riding the lawn mower past the window. His hair, slightly rumpled, gleamed as the mower crossed from a shadow into a patch of sunlight. He looked like any other neighborhood husband doing his chores with his wife prepared the meal.
She watched Tim hop along beside the mower, obviously giving directions. Jensen signaled 'gotcha' with his thumb and index finger. Tim swooped, gathered a handful of grass and threw it at him. The grass caught Jensen ful
Her mouth was the most kissable he had ever encountered and her skin the softest he had felt. Even her hair suited her to perfection. He half smiled in appreciation as he eyed her elegant topknot. Tendrils had escaped to curl with fiery abandon about her temples and the nape of her neck.And that's when he saw beneath the surface. Her hairstyle mirrored her nature, he suddenly realized. She struggled to attain the appearance of severity and restraint, but couldn't quite achieve it.Equally, she fought an unending battle between the tempestuous aspects of her nature and the need for rigid control. On the surface, she appeared perfectly composed. But underneath smoldered an inferno that probably terrified her, that threatened the calm, orderly existence she'd built.With new insight, he looked at her again. And in the end it was those soft eyes that gave her away—betraying her uncertainty, her desperation, her passion, as well as her
He was smiling."He likes you" he said.Katherine let Rufus smell her hand, he licked it and she scratched him behind the ears."He must really like you too" she said. "And watches over you.. I guess""Some watch dog" Jensen remarked. "If that's how he reacts to every stranger who comes here then I'm screwed".Katherine smiled, and straightened. Then she answered his previous question. "No I don't need to drink anything. I just came to give you that. I should go now""Hey, come on, Kat" he insisted. "You can't just come here, stay five minutes and then just leave. Are you avoiding me?""No" Katherine said. "Why do ask that?""I don't know... A feeling, I guess. Are you scared I might kiss you again?" he asked suddenly."What.. No" Katherine replied."If you had told me sooner
Katherine pulled the chicken breasts she had been thawing all day out of the fridge just as Tim burst into the kitchen.“Mom, can I go to Oliver's house to play with legos?” he asked.She gave him a quick smile. “Sure. But not now, dear. After you have eaten.”“Okay!” Tim called as he dashed back into the living room. “We can, but not yet” she heard him say, and she couldn’t help but smile. She pulled a knife from the butcher block holder and started slicing.Jensen flashed into her head and she put the knife down. She didn’t want to accidentally cut her finger off if she wasn’t concentrating fully on what she was doing. She wasn’t sure what to make of this weirdness. It wasn’t just that getting involved with him was a bad idea—it was these strange feelings he aroused inside her. Making her acknowledge that she was a
“I’ll let it go,” Delia said, in a voice that made it clear she didn’t want to, and Katherine had to smile. “But I’m still hopeful, honey.”“You can be,” Katherine said, because it would make her mom feel better. "Ermm... I also wanted to tell you that I will be bringing Tim over tomorrow night. The official opening of Crimson Bay is tomorrow. I hope you don't mind"."Oh that's fine..." Delia said. "Always happy to spend time with my grandson""Thanks mom" Katherine said.---------------------------"That was a great speech, Jensen" Katherine said as Jensen came back to the table."Thanks" he said. "Dance with me... Please""Again?" Katherine asked."Hell yeah". He held out his hand and Katherine took it smiling. He took her to the dance floor and held her close. S
Katherine looked at the floor. Talking to him about this was hard. Since she had given him a big speech Five years ago about how Mitch cared about her. "No..." she said. Her eyes still on the floor. "I adopted Tim months after we broke up. Things got sour pretty quickly between us... And Mitch became... Ermmm"Jensen frowned. He touched her chin and lifted her head gently so she could face him. Katherine looked up into his fevered scrutiny."Did he hit you?" he asked tightly.Katherine shook her head before the volcano in his eyes could erupt. "No its nothing like that. Mitch didn’t…abuse me. At least not the way you think" she sighed. "He just became... Harsh and verbally abusive. He became distant. Very different from the guy I left with""I'm sorry that you got hurt" Jensen said, his hand moved from her chin and he gently cupped her face. "But I'm kinda glad because it kinda brought y
Jensen hadn't meant for the kiss to get so intense. All he had wanted to do was to calm her down a bit. To taste her beautiful lips for a few seconds. But it had escalated.It had always been that way with them right from the beginning. Those had been special times, times when he’d taken her in his arms and kissed her until the world melted from existence. Anytime he touched her, they couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. All rational thought flew right out the window. He loved the way she always responded to his touch... Like she was made just for him.Like right now.Katherine relished the taste and texture of him. A moan of protest curled up her throat when he finally pulled away. Her brain barely had time to register the fact that he had unclasped the halter top of her dress and the material now bunched at her waist. Her bare breasts trembled from the sudden rush of air and she felt a moment of self consciousness.
Katherine felt her heart sink. She couldn't believe it. She had made a fool of herself again. She had given herself to him and he had turned her down... again. She really needed to get her brains checked. How she managed to get turned down twice by the same guy, she couldn't understand.Panic gripped her and pumped her heart faster. She fought to get a grip on the emotion pushing and pulling inside her. She found her dress and hastily fixed her clothes.But it was fine. She thought. There would be no falling apart, no moping around, no feeling her heart shatter into a million pieces because her heart was not —repeat not —involved. She was going to handle the situation like a mature adult. Get herself together.When she was reasonably decent, she exhaled. No need to embarrass herself any further. She started for her bedroom door door, but he moved so swiftly that she didn't even manage to take more than a step towards freedom.
"Oh, hello. Claire" Katherine replied. "Your sons dragged you here too, huh""Oh, yes" Claire replied. "Oliver has been so excited about this. If I missed it, he would be so upset""Same with Tim. But it's good to be out for something else apart from work" Katherine said.Claire nodded in agreement. "So what's new, Katherine?" she asked after a moment.Katherine grinned at her. "Absolutely nothing, Claire, except the heat" she replied.Claire squinted over her first puff of a cigarette. "I know good and well that something is new. I heard you have a store at Crimson bay. A friend of mine mine saw you with Jensen at the party. So how is it being reunited with your 'best friend' from high school?" she asked.Katherine sighed. She knew Claire. She would pick at facts until she arranged them to her satisfaction."Why are you saying best frien