The sexual static was in great abundance as it circulated through the car as Aiden drove to his destination. The two chit-chatted, admiring the scenery as the moon glowed bright and the stars cast a brilliant twinkle in the dark sky. “We're here," Aiden said as he turned off the main road and onto a smooth track that later led down a stone driveway. At the end of the path stood a beautiful building that looked like an inn or bed-and-breakfast. There was a small water fountain with flowers all around that made a roundabout in the middle of the courtyard. Aiden kept driving until they were at the side of the building. Katherine could see a large gazebo that led out to a lake. The car stopped and Aiden took Katherine's hand and kissed it. It was obvious that physical touch was Aiden's love language. He then exited the vehicle and went to open Katherine's door. He helped her out of the car and watched as her face lit up with awe as she admired the place. “Wow! This place is amazing.”
Katherine’s breath was stuck in her throat when Aiden told her it was her turn. A minute ago, this seemed like a good idea. She aimed to be bold and brave, but staring at the sculpted beast of a man before her, her confidence was running thinner and thinner by the second. There was no way she could strip naked in front of Aiden. It had been several years since a man had seen her naked, well, apart from her gynaecologist and Dr. Mosley didn't count. He had a beer belly and a smoker's cough so he wasn't one to cast shame on anyone. But what would Aiden do if he saw her stretch marks? Would he laugh? Would he mock her? Or worse, would he not want her?“Come on, Katherine, be brave!” Aiden shouted. Katherine hugged her tummy and shook her head from side to side. “I can't do this,” she said. “Can't or won't?” Aiden asked. “I know you want to, but something changed like a few seconds ago. What is it? You can tell me,” Aiden stood there folding his arms at his chest without a care in the
YES! YES! YES! The answer screamed inside Katherine's head the moment Aiden popped the question. Well, it wasn't 'THE' question, but it was still a big one. Aiden just asked her to be his girlfriend. But was she ready to be someone else's? All these years she was known as a single mother, Mrs. O'Hare, a widow; Nile's Widow to be exact. But was she ready to be Aiden Windsor's girlfriend? What does being someone's girlfriend entail? She was out of the game for so long she didn't have the first clue what to do. Her eyes finally refocused on Aiden, who seemed to be turning blue while he was still propped on one knee. His face was flushed and had sweat all over it. He was so handsome, she thought to herself as she admired him. She was certain she had feelings for him, plus she definitely enjoyed spending time with him. Wasn't spending time with someone a part of being someone's partner? She realized she was already performing girlfriend duties. The only thing was, they hadn't done
The tension between Kat's leg started to feel unbearable as she watched Aiden licked her juice from his fingers. She got the urge to close her legs as tightly as she could, but Aiden's hands prohibited her from doing so, as he placed it between her legs again. This time, he lightly ran it up and down her thigh, which sent tiny ripples through Kat's entire body.“Don't close them,” Aiden demanded in a raspy voice as he continued to caress her thigh. Katherine leaned in and claimed his lips in a ravenous kiss. Aiden pulled away and looked into her eyes. “What do you want, Kat?” Aiden asked as his fingers teased her clit once more. She bucked closer to him.“You Aiden, I want you,” she practically moaned. Aiden used his free hand to pull her legs apart, and then, in one smooth motion, his tongue joined his fingers. Katherine began to moan in ecstasy as Aiden's fingers and tongue strum her sensitive bundle of nerve like a guitar. She ran her hands through his silky black hair as enco
Katherine hurriedly gathered her bag and laptop as she made her way to the door. She only had an hour and a half to get to the airport. “Nola, Nate I'm leaving,” she gave out as she grabbed the door knob. When she got that letter from her late husband's family lawyer a couple of days ago, she was shocked and a bit worried about the urgency. Her late husband's father, Timothy O'Hare, was terminally ill and on his dying bed, so he wanted to ask for forgiveness and make amends for what he did to Katherine and her kids. The letter also stated that there were matters about a will and inheritance that needed to be discussed in person. Footsteps sounded as the two children ran down the stairs. Almost winded, Nola gave out. “We're here, we're here.” “Good. Remember I have to pick up Taryn and Liam. Now let's go,” Katherine said as she gently shoved her two kids through the exit. She closed the gate behind her and then got into her car. While driving, she began to ponder about this suppos
Katherine remembered the place vaguely. But she could remember everything about the day Nile's father humiliated her. They walked until they came up to a big glass door with wooden panels. “Timothy will be excited to see you guys,” Deborah beamed as she turned the knob and opened the door. “Timothy darling, look who is here to see you.”Mr. O'Hare gasped when he looked up and saw Katherine and the others. “Wha... Wha..,” he coughed as he struggled to speak. “Now, now, sweetheart. Don't be flustered,” Deborah said as she grabbed a bottle of water and raised it to her husband's mouth. He gulped down the water and took a deep breath. “What is Katherine doing here?” He questioned. “She's here to see you.” Deborah answered. “Look, Mr. O'Hare,” Katherine began. “I don't understand why you're surprised. I got the letter from your lawyer stating that you needed to see me.” “What? I didn't send any letter,” he answered. Katherine’s eyes landed on Deborah who looked guilty of the crime.
Aiden Windsor stood before his large vanity mirror while he got dressed for a very important meeting. A meeting that he had been dreading. He was a busy man who didn't have time to stray from his job or his clients. But after putting off this meeting twice before, he just couldn't do so a third time. It wouldn’t look professional on his part. He threw on a white long-sleeved dress shirt and began to do the buttons. When he reached halfway, he paused and assessed his body. His eyes made contact with the scar that held so many memories. He used the tip of his fingers and began tracing the outline of the scar, which was like a small map of his past. Most people would feel ashamed to have a scar marring their body, but Aiden felt a sense of pride and honour to wear this scar that saved his life. He called it a badge of honour. He then remembered the letter that had been sitting in his drawer for more than two years. Every time he thought he had the courage to open it, he was proven wron
Katherine was now acclimated into her new job and surrounding. She decided to keep the Café, but she added a small bakery that would supply her and the community with delectable treats. It also served as a means of employment for neighborhood folks. Three months of success and she felt good about the changes she made. But she still felt like something was missing. One evening after work, she called Taryn, who was now running the bakery she left back in Wisconsin. "Hey, how was today?" Katherine questioned. Taryn chuckled before answering. "It's the same as yesterday and the day before, and the day before that." "So all is well?" Katherine asked. "Yes, Kat, all is well.""Okay good." "Kat, is something bothering you?," Taryn asked, as if she sensed the tension through the phone. "I ju..., I just," before Katherine could finish the sentence, she burst out in tears. "Oh no, Kat, what's wrong? Are the kids okay?""They are fine," she sobbed. " I just feel overwhelmed with everythi