Chapter 15

KATE.
I had my phone pressed against my ear as I shoved clothes into an overnight bag.
"Wow, you're spending the night at his place? Isn't that like a third date thing? Have you guys seen been on a date? " Bailey was hysterical. She felt my relationship with Drew was a bit rushed and if I was being honest, it really was. I honestly didn't know what I had been thinking when I agreed to it.
Maybe it was due to the fact that I was half asleep, or it could also be the orgasm he gave me. Hell, I'd give away my Victoria Secrets collection for more of those.
"Well, he did take me out to a restaurant. Their food was heavenly. That alone should make up for three dates. " I quipped, zipping the bag closed.
"Kate, " she sighed, "you're not taking this seriously. "
My cheeks puffed out on a breath, "I know. I know. And I appreciate that you care enough to tell me this. You're a darling. But, I want this too, Bailey. He's not making me do anything I don't want to. " and that was the truth.
Although Bailey was team Drew, she was still a bit wary over the fact that once I got too close to him, I'd leave her. Her fear of being forgotten was something I couldn't ignore. Sometimes, I wondered if she'd been abandoned at a stage in her life by someone she cared about..
"If that's the case then I guess it's all good. " she said softly.
"Yeah. I love you, Bailey. "
I could sense her smile, "Me too. "
I got up from the bed, walking over to my underwear drawer, "Now, if we're done talking, I have to finish packing. It's getting late. "
"Okay, yeah. Text me when you get there. "
"I will. " I hung up then dropped my phone on top the drawers. I pulled one out then picked a thong. I pushed it back in, pulled another drawer out then picked a purple short.
The short was for tonight and the thong was for tomorrow.
My phone beeped with an incoming text. I picked it up and saw it was Angus telling me he had the car downstairs waiting for me. Drew had given me his number so I could call him whenever I wanted to go out or something.
I shoved my feet into my flats and hurried downstairs.
"Evening, ma'am. " he smiled, tipping his hat.
"Hey, Angus. How's it going? "
"Fine, ma'am. " he smiled, tipping his hat before putting the car into motion.
Him calling me ma'am made me feel uncomfortable but I shrugged it off.
When I entered Drew's building, the receptionist didn't even ask me who I wanted to see. Just said hello and waved me towards the elevators. Hmm.
It was when I stepped into the elevators, that I started getting nervous. I was spending the night in Drew's house. There was a lot of things he didn't know about me. I was a cuddler, what if I grabbed him during my sleep and used him as a big teddy? Jesus. What if I came off as being desperate? Hell, I hadn't thought this through at all.
But before I could run screaming, I found myself in Drew's penthouse.
I put my bag down and proceeded to wander around, looking for the owner.
"Drew? "
"Drew? " I called again and when I got no reply, I figured maybe he rushed out to get something.
I sat on his couch, waiting for him, when I heard footsteps coming from the hallway. I turned as drew emerged. My breath rushed out of me.
He had on drawstrings and nothing else. His upper half was completely bare, feeding my hungry eyes.
His body was tan and ripped, complete with an eight pack. Fuck. The man clearly spent the better part of his day in the gym. He looked so good, he almost made me feel bad about myself. Almost.
"Hey, I didn't know you were here. " his voice. That deep baritone rolled over me like centuries old whiskey.
I cleared my throat, because I didn't know how my voice was going to come out, "Yeah, I just came in. "
He walked over to me, his chest muscles rippling deliciously. This close to me, I noticed his hair was damp and stuck out in every direction like he'd just come from a shower and hurriedly ran a towel over it.
"Did you just have a shower? " I asked.
"Yeah. " he noticed my overnight bag on the ground, "Is that yours? "
"It is. " I stood up about to carry it.
He picked it and turned to his room. I followed him like a dedicated puppy, drooling all over his backside on the way. This man was seriously sexy he should come with a warning label.
I was ashamed to say I was getting wet from just looking at him. And he hadn't even laid a finger on me! What was he doing to me?
"Okay, you can use one drawer." his voice pulled me out of my thoughts, "I had this one cleared out for you. " he opened one and proceeded to shove my things into it.
I snatched my bag from him with a glare. "What do you think you're doing? "
"Arranging your stuff. " he looked genuinely confused.
I cocked a brow, "Really? Is that what you call arranging? " he had to be joking. He'd been shoving my stuff into the drawer without even folding them. By tomorrow, my work clothes would've been so rumpled, I wouldn't be able to wear them anymore.
I shook my head, bringing out my clothes he'd already put in the drawer, then folded them, putting them in the drawer again. "That's how you do it. "
"I was going to do that. " he argued.
"When they're already rumpled? "
He stared at me silently then stepped back, giving me space to work. I glanced at him and I realized he actually might have been trying to help. I had a feeling he hadn't done this before –spend a night with a girl in his home that is. So, he deserved some credit.
I turned to him, sliding my hands up his chest, "Thank you for trying though. " I stretched up on my toes, placing my hands around his neck, pulling him down.
I brought his lips to mine and kissed him. A chaste thing. But it was a kiss nonetheless.
I dropped back down on my heels, removing my hands from his body before I got tempted to do more, when I felt myself being lifted and I found myself sitting on top of the drawers.
I let out a small gasp of delight which was abruptly cut off when his mouth landed on mine in a punishing kiss.
He shoved his tongue into my mouth, fucking my mouth vigorously then bit down on my buttom lip. His hands dropped down to my ass, palming and squeezing it like he'd been starved of a taste.
I pulled back to catch my breath, shocked at the intensity of the kiss.
"When you want to kiss me, fucking do it right. " he snapped.
"Okay. I got that. " my voice came out scratchy as hell.
He helped me back down, but his hands didn't leave my ass.
"Drew? "
"Yeah? "
I smiled against his chest, "Are you going to let my ass go? "
"Fuck no. It's mine. " he sounded so serious, you'd think the ass actually was his.
I laughed, pushing him back slightly. "I'm hungry. What are we eating? "
He sighed then straightened, "Do you want to order in? "
"Sure. "
He ran his hand through his hair, stepping back, "My phone's plugged in. Order whatever you want for two. "
"You'll eat whatever I order? " I asked, incredulous.
"Yeah. " he said without hesitating.
My heart fluttered a little and I turned around, leaving the room quickly before he could see the look on my face.
I'd just finished making the call when Drew came back down, looking a little flushed. He'd spent so much time in the room, I'd begun to wonder what he was doing.
I dropped the phone, staring at him through squinted eyes, "What took you so long? "
"Nothing. " he avoided my gaze, "Did you order yet? "
"I did. " I crossed my hands, "What were you doing, Drew? "
"I already told you. " he snapped.
"I chose to ignore that because it's a lie. " I rolled my eyes.
He didn't say anything, just sat on the couch, turning on the TV.
I felt a smile making it's way to my face, "Were you jerking off? "
He groaned, "That dirty mouth. Get off my back. "
I shook my head then joined him on the couch. "What are we watching? "
"Whatever it is you want to watch. " he said effortlessly.
My heart did that little flutter thing again. Shit. I wasn't safe around this man. "You're being awfully agreeing today. Are you getting anything out of this? "
"I'm just trying to be on my best behaviour. " he grinned.
Keep that up and you might be getting this ass tonight. I thought.
DREW.
The minute I said it, I realized it was true. I really was on my best behaviour because I didn't want to fuck this up. Whatever this was.
She laid her head on my shoulder as she watched the movie. I'd told her she could watch whatever she wanted to because I knew I wouldn't be watching it anyway. I could barely look at another thing when she was in the same room as I was. I couldn't even help it. I was drawn to her like that.
My hand involuntarily went up to her hair and I watched as my fingers ran through the luxurious strands. Her hair was nothing short of magical. It hung to her ass in curly waves and I decided to ask something I'd always wanted to.
"Who do you take after? "
She seemed to be shocked by my abrupt question, "Um..... They said I got my body from my grandmother and my temper from my mom. "
I was glad she didn't mention her dad. I didn't want to spoil this easy connection we had. "I'm glad your grandma had this body. " I said, surprising myself.
She laughed lightly. "Me too. "
"Wait. You never met her? "
"Who? " she asked absently. I smiled. When she looked up at me, her eyes were slightly glazed over with lust. Thank God I wasn't the only one suffering.
I sniffled my grin, "Your grandmother. "
"Oh. " she blinked, "She died before I was born. "
"I'm sorry. " I said, because I had nothing else to say.
She stared at me a little before she turned back to the TV almost reluctantly. I knew she wanted me but she didn't want to go all the way. I didn't know what she was scared off. Did she think I'd push her away the way I did back in Boston? Some part of me thought she did but another part told me she was just genuinely scared. Of what? that part, I didn't know.
She'd been right when she said I jerked off though. I knew I wouldn't be able to go through this night without some form of relief that's why I did it. Consequences be damned. I just didn't admit it to her so she wouldn't think I was some kind of sex crazed perv.
Her chest moved up and down rapidly like she was trying to control her breathing. Then I thought 'Fuck it'. Why were we even doing this to ourselves?
"Come here. " I groaned then lifted her onto my lap.
She didn't even resist, just fell against me, running her hand through my hair and kissing me. So she'd wanted this but was waiting for me to make the first move. This girl.
She ground against me, tracing the seam of my lips with her tongue. I groaned. It drove me crazy whenever she did that and she knew so she did it again because she wanted to see me lose control.
"Stop that. " I said, against her lips. I thrust against her jean clad crotch but I couldn't get any relief whatsoever. It was fucking frustrating.
"I thought you liked it. " she mocked, clearly enjoying my suffering.
I dug my hand into the waist of her jeans, desperate for my hands on her skin but she had on a T-shirt so I couldn't touch her. Hell, I was going crazy.
"Why the fuck are you wearing clothes anyway? " I snapped."New rule, whenever you're here, leave your clothes by the door. "
"That so? " she laughed, nipping on my bottom lip with her teeth.
"Yeah. I'll have you know we have excellent laundry service. "
"I suppose you do. "
I shoved her dress up, pushing her bra down –
There was a knock on the door. Fuck. God, if you're up there, this isn't fair.
She pulled away from me and I groaned, letting my head fall on her chest, enjoying the comfort for a while.
"Drew? There's someone –"
"Shhhh. I know. " I stayed like that until I heard a second knock.
Kate got up, righting her shirt. "I'll be uh..... Just give me a second. "
She walked away, probably headed for my room and I sighed. Why did something just have to stop us? I looked down, saw my huge boner, then did my best to cover it before opening the door.
A teenage kid stood there with our delivery, air pods in one of his ears.
"Hey, man. I got your delivery here. " he handed it to me.
I signed, gave him a huge tip he didn't deserve for spoiling the moment between me and Kate, then turned away, ignoring the way he kept glancing down at my groin. Fuck him.
I closed the door in his face then stalked into the kitchen, taking the food out and serving them into two plates.
"Was it the delivery guy? " Kate asked from behind me.
"Yeah. He thinks I was jacking off. "
"Oh my God. " she laughed, "Why did he think that? "
"My boner. "
"Oh. Right. " she cleared her throat.
I dropped the two plates on the kitchen island, then turned to her and my mouth immediately went dry.
She was wearing one of her short shorts but this one looked even shorter if that was possible and it was purple. It rode up her ass cheeks, giving a mouth-watering view whenever she turned. She had on a tank top that illustrated the outlines of her boobs.
This was the very definition of sweet torture. I couldn't concentrate before and now, my mind was blown to hell. What the hell was she trying to do to me anyway? But somehow I knew she wasn't doing it on purpose. She was effortlessly sexy like that.
I cleared my throat, looking away. I didn't trust myself around her and I didn't want to push her too far. "There's forks on the silverware behind you. "
She turned and my gaze immediately fell to her generous ass. Fuck. I hope I survived this meal without doing anything stupid. Like forcefully grab her and eat her out. That would be the best dessert ever.
She climbed onto a stool, passing a fork over to me. "So how's it like having a brother? "
I glanced up at her, then back down, shoving a spoon of rice into my mouth. "Chase is.... Chase. He's annoying and very good at reading people. I hate that about him. " I admitted.
"Yeah? " she smiled.
I nodded. "I can barely keep anything from him. And even when I do, all he has to do is stare at me and he'll figure it out. He's very intuitive or maybe I'm just that transparent. "
She rolled her eyes, "Yeah right. And I'm stick thin. "
I laughed.
"Are you very close to him? " she asked over a mouthful.
"Don't talk with food in your mouth. " I said, without thinking.
"Thanks, Dad. "
I grimaced, shifting in my stool.
"You haven't answered my question. " she reminded me.
"Well, I won't say we're close. We only started talking a lot lately. "
"Why? " she frowned.
I sighed, "Chase is very close to our parents and I'm not, so there's just that... Rift. "
She nodded slowly then hesitated, "Why aren't you close to your parents? "
I stared at my food, "That's a story for another day. " my voice came out harsh.
She blanched, then focused on her food. I sighed, feeling like shit. "I'm sorry, Kate. It's just.... Let's just say I'm not on good terms with my parents okay? You saw as much in my office today. "
"Yeah, I did. That's actually why I was curious. " she shrugged.
"What's it like being an only kid? " I asked without thinking. Did I really want to hear her talk about her father? No. But I wanted to know more about her childhood.
"Well, like all only children, I got all the attention, just from my dad though, my mom was barely around to care for me. " she smiled briefly. "I had a nanny, Ms. Sterling, she was very close to me. "
When she didn't say anything anymore, I asked. "Were you happy? "
She paused, seeming to think that through, "I was. My dad did more than what most mothers could do anyway. So I never really felt lacking. "
I nodded. Even though I couldn't relate with what she was saying. She spoke about Hugh Rutledge like he was a doting father. That wasn't the man I'd known. He'd been a monster. Had he kept that part of himself from his family? Did Kate really not know the monster she claimed to be her father?
When we were done eating, it was already past ten and she said she needed to sleep early so she wouldn't be late tomorrow. When I asked her to skip work for me, she'd given me a glare so murderous, I feared for my safety.
We retired to the bedroom and she hogged the left side of the bed. I got in behind her and pulled her close to me.
"What? No. I'll sweat. " she tried to scoot away but I pulled her back.
"You won't. The AC's on high. " I knew she was just giving an excuse.
Twenty minutes later, she was sleeping soundly with one leg thrown on top of mine and her head resting on my chest.
Not a cuddler, my ass. She couldn't get closer to me even if she tried.
I felt a sense of contentment with her in my arms like this. I'd never wondered what sleeping with a woman felt like, simply because I didn't want it before. But now with Kate in my arms, I figured it was one of the best feelings in the world.
I found myself wanting to do it more.