Chapter 116
*Two months ago*
KATE
About to vomit, I asked Niels to stop the car, so I could catch some fresh air. He turned right into what seemed to be an abandoned park.
"Are you okay?" He follows me as I move away from the car.
"I think so." I feel the gentle night breeze hitting my face.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I think I just needed some air." I return to the car, leaning against the hood. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you."
"It's alright." He leans on the car next to me. "You know, Katherine, I've always thought you were hiding some secret. You always seemed mysterious to me."
"And I've always wondered how you ended up where you are, at your age." He smiles.
"I'm not as young as I look."
"No?"
"Thirty years old."
"You're still young." I laugh. "No need to worry about body aches or using medication for impotence. Sorry, I don't know why I said that." We both laugh.
"You're more fun than I imagined."
"Oh, thank you. So, did you think I was a saint and also a bore?"
"You always seemed too serious for your age."
"Yeah, I guess that was true for a while... It's getting cold here."
Within seconds, he was holding my face and pressing his body against mine. I wanted to kiss him, even though I thought it was wrong for some stupid reason. So, I let him kiss me, and it felt good. I could feel his big, firm body against my chest, and his lips were quite skilled.
I don't know why, but I accepted going to his place. Maybe it was Mary's damn idea. Or maybe I was trying to prove something to myself. But I regretted it as soon as I entered his luxurious apartment.
He didn't want to talk or offer me a drink. It was all about sex, and then I realized how Niels was connected to Mary and Lisa's world. He simply took off his shirt in front of me, and damn, he was incredibly fit, with a physique that would make anyone jealous and make any woman drool. Tall, with a handsome, muscular face, he was the perfect guy for sex, wasn't he? Mary would be proud if I did it, and so would Lisa.
So I approached him before thinking it through and giving up. I held his square jaw in my hands and kissed him passionately. He wrapped me in a tight embrace, his touch was firm, and his body was warm. Nothing felt wrong. He smiled wickedly, and I liked that smile so much that I made sure to kneel, taking his pants down along with me. I enjoyed seeing every expression on his face as I pleasured him. There was something fascinating about him.
Present day
I parked in front of Lisa's apartment, the same Lisa who interrupted my encounter with Niels that night with a simple phone call. She was so drunk that I had to apologize to him a million times for leaving him in that state. Besides feeling frustrated, I was sad that I wouldn't find out how it would end with him. But I would never leave Lisa in trouble.
NATHAN
I dropped by Ben's apartment to pick him up. We had planned to go to my mom's house for a Sunday lunch. She adored Ben ever since he defended me in school when we were kids. He was two years older than me.
We had lunch while chatting and enduring Stephan's terrible jokes. The food was amazing; my mom made sure of that. After watching the baseball semifinal together, my dad took Ellie out. By the way, I had to remember to ask about the boyfriend she was talking about. She was too young for that, and anyone who hurt my little El would pay for it.
We headed to the Garden, with Stephan talking about his new conquest, a British actress older than him. Meanwhile, I opened another bottle of beer, trying to make sense of what had happened with Kate yesterday. Was she jealous of Samantha? But why the hell would she be jealous if she dumped me? Was she just confused or trying to torment me? Did she think the girl meant something to me?
I shouldn't have gone out with her. But I was consumed by anger and wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine, not expecting the damn paparazzi to get involved. Shit. I just thought as if Kate owned my dick. I didn't do anything wrong by going out with that woman. Screw Collins.
"Nathan?" Ben was staring at me.
Stephan burst into laughter.
"What?"
"I bet you were thinking about your new friend, weren't you, bro?"
"No, unlike you, I have more important things on my mind than breasts."
"Relax, Nat," Ben suggested, stretching his legs on a bench.
"Until not long ago, you couldn't say that, could you?" Stephan chimed in.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Your passion for the secretary. It's a shame it didn't last. I liked her; she had more balls than you."
"Screw you!"
"Come on, she made you go to Texas."
"You didn't tell me that," Ben accused me.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"What's up, Nat?" Stephan mocked, squinting at me. "Does that mean you haven't gotten over her?"
"Seems like it," Ben agreed, giving me a curious look.
"Seriously, are you getting into this too?"
"We saw what you did because of her, my friend. That's something you can't deny."
"It's already over."
"We just want to help you, bro. Maybe if you tell us..."
"Help?"
What the fuck could they help me with?
"Yes," Ben affirmed with a smile.
"I'll pass."
"Come on... tell us what happened after those photos with Mia. I remember you looked awful when you came to talk to our mom."
"Aren't you guys gonna stop bothering me? Damn, it... When those damn photos came out, everything ended between us. We haven't seen each other since, until two weeks ago at the graduation ceremony at Columbia. So, I decided to try talking. She asked me to go to her place, and after using me, she told me to fuck off. And that's the story of my life. Are you satisfied?"
"Fuck, it's the first time I've heard you say that a woman used you," Ben stared at me in disbelief.
"But aren't you dating that model?"
"You were there, Stephan, don't be an idiot. It was just once, and I was drunk and angry. Because besides telling me to fuck off, she mentioned that everything was in the past and made sure to mention that she had slept with other guys."
"And was she serious?" Ben asked while scratching his chin.
"About sleeping with others? Fuck it! It's not like I'm much better. About everything being in the past... She came to my house to investigate Samantha, so no, she was just acting like a bitch as usual."
"You're right, Ryan. You're the biggest asshole of all, so you can't say that about anyone else. But all of this is shit, a big pile of shit. You two turned what could have been just good sex into a damn complicated relationship," Ben said.
"I don't know why the hell I'm telling you guys this. Opening up like a damn crybaby."
"I'm your brother, Nathan, and you've changed a lot after her. You've lost control several times, not that it's a bad thing, but considering your old life, it's impressive to see you losing it and not always controlling people and things," Stephan said.
"You enjoy seeing me lose control of my life? How interesting..."
"He's trying to say that she changed you and your life, Nat. And if you like her, why aren't you together now? Even though you hate the fact that a woman got a hold of my best friend, we just want to see you at peace and happy."
"I did everything I could."
"And are you going to give up?"
"Did you hear me?"
"You don't have to give up," Stephan interrupted. "Maybe you should change your strategy."
"Change my strategy?"
"Yeah, you said you tried everything you could, and you said that as soon as she saw the photos, she came running to you."
"Are you suggesting I date other women?"
"It won't be hard, my friend. You'd just be going back to your old life," Ben squeezed my shoulder.
"And you know the best part about all of this?" Stephan grinned widely. "We'll hit the Manhattan nightlife like the old days."
"I don't know about you, Ben, but I feel a bit too old for that."
"Drinks and women, Ryan. It's not that bad, and you're not old, because I'm not."
"Fine. Then I surrender."
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