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Katherine clasps a bracelet around her wrist and swipes another red lipstick. She smacks her lips together and throws me a smile over her shoulder. “You like it?”
I shove my hands in my pockets and let my gaze roam her body. “I prefer you out of it.”
She caps her lipstick tube and drops it into her purse. “Do you like it?”
“Yes.”
“Can I wear it to the club?”
I slump onto the sofa and fold my hands across my chest. “Cupcake, why are you asking me? You want it, you wear it.”
“You won’t get mad?”
“For a dress? No. I mean, that looks more like an oversized t-shirt, but yeah sure. I’ll be with you the entire time, so unless someone wants to get their fingers broken, all the creeps are gonna steer clear from you.”
“Ha. Will you dance with me?”
Without hesitation, I shake my head. “No, but I’ll stand behind you to keep you safe.”
Katherine pouts and slides onto my lap, looping her arms around my neck. “Dance with me.”
“No, cupcake.”
“You’re no fun.”
“That’s not what you said last night.”
I should’ve known better than to think I’d ever win against her. Sure, she doesn’t force me to dance, but as I sip some kind of disgusting concoction called a mocktail, Katherine raises her arms and grinds her ass against my cock.
Good thing no one can see the increasing bulge in my pants.
Someone taps my shoulder and tips a beer bottle to point at Katherine. The music is so loud it’s giving me a headache, so he moves closer to my ear to say, “Buddy, how can you just stand there? If I were you?—”
He drops the bottle when I grab his collar and pull him to me. “Continue that sentence and the next drink you’ll be drinking is your own blood.”
He stumbles backward and raises both palms. “Sorry. Sorry.”
This is why I refuse to drink even an ounce of alcohol here. I need to keep my head with me all the time. I have to be on guard. I can’t have anything messing with me … well, except Katherine, who seems to enjoy throwing me off-guard.
On our way home—my home to be exact, the real one and not the rented apartment across from hers—we drive in comfortable silence. I steal glances whenever I can as she leans her folded arms over the open window and rests her cheek on them, closing her eyes and humming.
Her face is upturned to the sky, the wind tousling her hair, a contented smile on the corner of her lips.
As we near the cul-de-sac where my two-story mid-century modern home sits, Katherine extends her hand to feel the cool night breeze, her fingers trailing delicately through the air.
The car glides to a stop in front of the house, and I shut off the engine, hearing nothing but the sounds of nature. This is exactly why I chose this place. The serenity it offers is unmatched. I can stay at home and forget the world.
She turns to me with a grin. “What are we waiting for out here?”
With my heart going over a hundred beats per minute, I turn to face her, taking her hand and planting a kiss on it. “I need to ask you something, cupcake.”
She raises her eyebrows and tilts her head to the side. Man, she’s so unreal. I can’t even count the number of hours I spend in a day thinking about her, picturing her face in my head, and coming up with a brand new way of making her smile.
I cannot screw up this moment.
“I never believed in love until I saw you, cupcake. I thought it was for the weak, for those who aren’t strong enough to be independent. I was wrong, so damn wrong. When I laid my eyes on you, I was sure I found the one I wanted to grow old with. For a moment, I thought you felt the same. That was until I realized you couldn’t even see me clearly.”
Katherine chuckles and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
