KATEFor one single day, I feel like everything is in its rightful place. I don't need to worry about practically anything, except for John's persistent messages. On that night when Ryan pulled me away from dinner, I made up an excuse saying that he needed my help to urgently resolve work matters. I'm not sure if he believed me, but I'm certain he found the situation very strange. After that, John started sending me messages asking if everything was alright. I briefly replied yes, explaining that I was traveling for work. Then I turned off my phone, and only now do I realize that I haven't touched it since I arrived. As expected, there are some missed calls and messages. Not only from John but also from Lisa.From: JohnFridayAre you traveling with your boss?From: JohnTodayKate, are you okay?From: LisaFridayKate, what's going on? Ryan was here, and I just realized that something is very wrong.Why aren't you answering? I'm worried, are you okay?From: LisaTodayKate? Answer me
NATHANI managed to find the place, thanks to the hotel receptionist. She knew where the bar was and gave me the address, which luckily wasn't too far away. There was a sign with giant flashing letters: Old Moon. There were also several people outside. I found a place to park.I left the car and headed towards the entrance of the venue. The place was big and packed. How was I going to find her?I thought about calling and looking for someone with a cell phone. But she doesn't answer. Damn! It's no wonder, with all this noise. I look around again. Nothing... Wait, I spot the guy who was at her house earlier, near the counter. I approach him and touch his shoulder."Excuse me.""Yes? You're...""Yes. Nathan. Kate told me she was here. But I'm having trouble finding her. Have you seen her?""Sure. I'll show you." He signals for me to follow him and starts walking towards the back of the bar. Further back, I catch sight of her. She was laughing and then shouted something to her friends at
NATHANShe's already standing, talking on the phone with someone."Good morning," I say, leaning against the headboard."Yeah. No. I'm fine. Sorry... Yes, yes. Okay. Have a good day. Bye!""Who was that?""Rebeca... A friend who was with me yesterday, before I forgot most of what happened. She wanted to know if I'm okay. She vaguely remembers me disappearing with a big handsome guy," she rolls her eyes, making me smile."Are you okay?""Yes. A bit worn out, but fine.""That happens when you exceed your limits.""Let me make it clear before anything else: I didn't ask you to come after me. I'm old enough to make decisions about my actions and my life. I don't need to hear your moral lectures. Especially coming from you.""So, you think it's okay to drink until you're unconscious or unable to make any sense? Do you have any idea what could have happened if I hadn't come to get you?""Screw you, Ryan.""What would have happened, Kate?""Fuck it! This is too much.""Not everyone has good
NATHANMinutes later, she gets up."Damn... it's almost eleven.""Do you have any plans?""Yes.""Yes?" I shrug. She's not going to tell me what? Or with whom?"I thought you had kicked me out and hated me and thought I was a bitch.""That's in the past, we made up.""Idiot." She smiles. So beautiful."Come here." I pull her back to me, laying her head on my chest. "Why did you drink so much?" She looks at me and rolls her eyes. "It's a simple question.""Ryan... I wasn't keeping track of how much I drank. I was happy to see my old friends and relieved that we sorted things out.""It was hard to restrain myself; you were teasing me the whole time. Making jokes about me being difficult and bathing you." She laughs."Me?""You also said things I liked. Maybe they'll come in handy later.""What things?""I'm not giving you that satisfaction.""That's not fair. You can't take anything I said into account.""Drunk people always tell the truth, Collins.""Of course. Because it suits you now
NATHANShe was sitting on the couch, still looking sad. This made me a little distressed, and I didn't like to feel this way. The fact that I cared so much about her was starting to bother me. What had this woman done to me? I couldn't remember the last time I had cared about a woman's feelings as much as I did now."Kate?""Hmm?" She blinks her long lashes a few times before her gaze meets mine."What happened?""What?""Don't pretend everything's fine.""Don't worry." I walk over and sit beside her."So... do you still think I shouldn't hesitate?" She smiles.*"Mr. Ryan."* Grace emerges from the pilot's cabin. Shit! What is she doing here?"Would you like something to drink?" I stare at Kate, she is scrutinizing Grace, before turning her attention back to me."Well?" She furrows her brow."What?" Damn, I must lookway too tense."Aren't you going to answer the lady?""No, Grace, thank you," I respond without looking at Grace. Damn it. It took me too long to reply; that's definitely
NATHANI rise, taking her hands and forcing her to stand up. I lead her to the small room where there's a bed. I close the door behind us before pouncing on her, unable to control myself any longer. I lay her down on the bed and position myself over her, hastily removing her skirt and panties."Fuck," she moans. "You always drive me crazy," she says with a husky voice."Don't try to turn things around," I say before parting her legs and lowering my head between them. Hurriedly, I slide my tongue along her sex, moaning as I feel the wetness in my mouth. I wonder how long she's been like this, desiring the same thing as me.Her moans create vibrations that reverberate through my entire body, reaching my cock. I can't decide whether I should continue, enjoying the softness of her skin and the delicious taste in my mouth, or if the idea of feeling her warm, tight, and delicious against me would be better. But I know I would climax just by imagining that delightful sensation of having her
KATELisa is wearing a strangely subdued black dress, with her hair tied in a ponytail. She holds a mug while typing something on her phone."Good morning!" I get her attention. She opens a big smile upon seeing me and I approach her, receiving a tight hug."It feels like you've been gone for a year, not three days.""Is everything alright here?""Yes, yes." I head towards the kitchen."And you? How was it seeing your father again? And the supposed emergency?" He raises his well-defined eyebrow."I'm sorry... for not being completely honest with you.""I knew.""I apologize.""Tell me, I still have ten minutes.""There wasn't an emergency, I just needed to get away from...""Ryan. I knew it!""Yes... I actually thought about giving up on everything.""That cunning bastard! I'm going to put an end to him," she mutters through clenched teeth."He followed me.""What?""I know! It's crazy!""What did he go there for?""He said he wants to give it a try.""What do you mean?""I know it's
KATE"Miss McCartney?" A tall man, dressed in a well-tailored gray suit, approaches the table where Meg and I are having lunch."Mr. Coleman!" Meg stands up, and I do the same. "It's good to have you back.""I returned last night. I have a meeting with Ryan shortly.""Alright." Meg looks at me. "Oh! Kate, this is Mr. Niels Coleman. Mr. Coleman, this is Katherine, Mr. Ryan's new assistant." His gaze meets mine."Katherine Collins. It's a pleasure, Mr. Coleman." I offer a handshake, still amazed at how young he is, among other things. The square jaw, the stubble, and the blue, almost gray, eyes were a combination that made his face perfect."Just Niels, please. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Collins. I am the Chief Marketing Officer, and I believe we'll be meeting frequently from today onwards.""You're the CMO of Ryan? Excuse my surprise... it's just that I expected someone less young.""I'm not that young. Well, I have to go now. Goodbye, ladies. It was a pleasure meeting you." He