He tried not to let out bother him much.
Till Jonathan had told him she planned to move away for good — with Mitch.
What the hell? He couldn't let her do that. Even if she was doing a damn good job of hiding it he knew she still had a thing for him. He saw it in her eyes whenever he saw her, the sharp intake of her breath whenever he was close to her, with the way she did everything possible to avoid him.
He couldn't let her go. He forgot about his decision to respect her wish and he went after her.
And so he told her. The night before she left. Told her he wanted her to stay....Begged her to stay. She didn't want to listen. She said Mitch cared about her and she was going to try to make it work between them.
In his opinion Mitch didn't care about her like he did. Mitch didn't deserve her. And he told her that.
Telling her that hadn't helped matters. Be
One day, Eight hours and…six minutes.That was how long the text had been sitting in Jensen's inbox. He detested that he was reduced to even knowing how long it had parked itself in his consciousness, taunting him with it's presence.Taunting him with that gut twisting mix of hope and bitterness he thought he was finally rid of. He detested the fact that it had taken just one text from her to reduce him to this. He hated that she still had that effect on him. After five damn years.How he wished it were one of those mundane work texts or emails he had become so adept at passing to his assistant to deal with.Then, from a safe distance, it would have been so easy to tell her to handle it. Or, better yet, delete it.But here it was. Not handled. Not deleted.And about as far from mundane as it could get.Not when he had already read
Jensen was torn between grinning at her sheer nerve and cussing at her unsubtle hints that his response was in any way defective.Okay. So maybe he was a little rude. He could admit that, but It wasn't like she didn't deserve it. He thought.But even at that, his gaze remained riveted on a particular line: I'm moving back into town in a few days.…She was coming back. So even if he didn't meet with her. He was definetly going to see her again. And that was something he wasn't sure he wanted to do.He sighed."Damn you, Kat" he muttered. "Damn you".----------------------------------Katherine realized that she was boxing up the kitchen stuff with a little more force than required.She stopped, and took a deep breath. It wasn't her fault. No one could blame her. Jensen and his stupid attitude was capable of making anyone lose it.The
It read :I didn't know you were moving back. That's good news... I guess. Anyways, we could meet in my office on Monday. One pm..I guess you already know where my office is. If you don't, get Jonathan to tell you.Katherine stared at her phone for a while. The man hadn't changed. He was still as arrogant and annoying as before, maybe even more annoying.She realized a part of her was hoping he would refuse to meet her. Now that he had agreed to meet her she was nervous. How the hell was she going to handle seeing Jensen Packard after all these years.——————————————Katherine sighed as she got closer to her parents house. It had been a long journey. And definitely not easier when Tim had asked "Are we there yet?" like every fifteen minutes.Their stuff had arrived two days ago, thanks to Jonathan. He took care of that too, and Katherine was so thankful. What could she have do
Maybe agreeing to meet her wasn't such a good idea. Jensen thought.It was Monday. And he was in office. He couldn't get anything done. He realized he had been having difficulty getting anything done since she had sent him that bloody text. She was constantly on his mind and he found himself always losing focus.His secretary knocked and entered his office"Sir" she said."Yes, Mrs Geller" he answered, her presence making him snap out of his thoughts."There is a Miss Kavell here to see you, she says you are expecting her, but I checked and she doesn't have an appointment.""Yeah... Let her in"It wasn't going to take long. He just had to hear what she had to say. Straight. Sharp. To the point. Sayo nara. Goodbye. Maybe seeing her once again was just what he needed to get over her —to get her out of his mind once and for all.Jensen grimaced as he a
"Come in" he said and his secretary walked in."These are the files you requested sir" she said, dropping some files on his table."Thanks" he said. "I will let you know when I'm done with them".She walked out and he bent his head, focusing on the files his secretary brought as he went through them.Katherine took the opportunity to study him as he worked. He was dressed in a light blue shirt, his suit hung on his chair headrest. A first two buttons of his shirt opened, his exposed chest revealing some of his chest hair, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows. His hair looked amazing, dark and wavy. She had this annoying impulse to run her hands through it. His arms impressed her, they looked so damn strong. He looked so big. Being alone in his office made her feel so small. He still looked so damn good. His lips still sexy as hell.She shouldn't be thinking this. She told herself. His ph
"Yeah that's right" he replied carelessly. "And because of what you felt for me — what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe —like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay"He looked so angry. Katherine thought. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth.She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those semi carefree years when they would walk together, talk about anything for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again.But the man she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Jensen Packard. Maybe it really was bad idea coming to see him.He grimaced and for some reason st
"You left with Mitch because you wanted to get back at me?" Jensen asked."No... Why the hell would you even think that. I'm not you. You are the one who has been holding a stupid grudge. I left with Mitch because I thought he cared about me and I wanted to try to make things work between us. Just like I told you that night. I wanted something meaningful with someone and he was there... And you weren't""You should have stayed when I asked you to" Jensen said. "You knew you wanted to be with me. You went against your every instinct and left with that bastard."Hurt lanced deeper through Katherine."How dare you?" she said."Oh, come off it. I know you. Sometimes maybe even more than you know yourself. You think I didn't see the doubt on your face when we talked that night? You knew he was wrong for you, that you were making a mistake. And you left with him anyways""Oh really?" Kath
They entered the lobby and Jensen waved the senior guard away when he offered to escort them."This way." he said.He strode across the atrium to the bank of lifts set against the east wall. She kept up, her heels clicking in tandem with his."When is the opening of the building?" she asked."Unofficially, it's open." he replied. "Businesses are moving in but the official ceremony is two weeks after your opening."He stabbed the button for the lift, and waited for her to precede him when the doors slid open. She strolled to the back of the carriage, turned and rested her shoul-ders against the polished mirrored wall. She angled her body in a way that subtly thrust her chest and hips forward and it was all he could do not to drool at the lush display of her figure.Damn, everything about her turned him on. It was going to be a huge fucking problem.The doors opened d
She cuddled deeper into his embrace. She hadn’t lied about the cuddling part. She had missed him so much. And she was just so glad to be in the arms of the man she loved.She loved this man. She loved her husband. And she wanted him to come home. She shook her head when she realized that he was talking and she hadn't been listening.“We have options,” Jensen said.She blinked and focused her attention back on the here and now and the fact she was in bed after hot, sweaty sex with the man she loved.It was all she could do not to groan.“What options?” she asked huskily.“I can feed you. I can make mad, passionate love to you again. Or we can take a short nap and then do either option one or two. Or both. See? I’m easy.” he said.She smiled and squeezed him. She did love him. It scared her to death just how much she loved him, and she was flooded by so much em
“Ride me,” he said in a strained voice. His pupils dilated and his brow constricted. Tight lines were etched into his forehead, and his hands gripped her hips so tightly that she could do nothing more than squeeze her inner muscles around his erection.“Sweat heaven,” he groaned.She wasn’t going to last, and she was helpless to do anything about it. She needed to move. She had to move.Placing her palms flat on his chest, she wiggled free of his grasp and began to move up and down, taking him, releasing him, then taking him again. Sweat beaded his brow. His eyes were narrow slits, and he never took his gaze from hers. He urged her closer so he could cup her breasts. They filled both palms and he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the painfully erect nubs.“I can’t hold on,” she whispered.“Then let’s go together,” h
His breath blew hot over her chin and then her jaw. He kissed a line to her ear then sucked the lobe between his teeth. Shivers overtook her. Delicate little goose bumps dotted her flesh until she trembled uncontrollably.He stepped back, his hands falling to the waistband of her pants. His fingers hung in the snap and he stood there staring at her heaving chest.“You’re so beautiful.” he said. "I have missed you so much"He raised one finger to hook in the strap of her bra. He ran it up then down, and he grazed the tip over the swell of her breast.“I love the lingerie.” he said.She leaned back on the dresser, resting her palms on the top to give him a better glimpse of her cleavage.“You’re absolutely merciless, aren’t you?” he murmured.She smiled and arched invitingly until the bare
“Get it together, Katherine” she muttered.Lord, but she did lose all her brain cells when it came to Jensen.She laughed outright and it had the effect of someone popping her thought bubble with a sharp pin. The driver looked up in the rearview mirror, and she valiantly tried to look back with a straight face. If he only knew the absurd thoughts she was processing.If she was truly the naughty girl of her fantasies, she would have ridden over with only a trench coat covering her sexy lingerie. Then when she walked into Jensen's room, she could discard the coat and watch his reaction.The idea certainly had merit, and if she ever received another invitation such as tonight from him again, she’d give it serious consideration. Just to tease him. But for now, she would concentrate on the moment.A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to the sumptuous hotel Jensen had been staying in since he moved
"All they needed was some convincing. I'm finalizing the documents for the dissolution of the partnership. I know you might find it hard to forgive me, but I don't want us to grow apart over this. No one is worth it. So please tell me that you want me back home too, Kat. And maybe this is a little too fast, but I don't care, I wanna be with you tonight. It's been so long. Let me hold you tonight."Katherine sighed. Oh, the man really knew how to get to her, with his words, his touch, his kisses. Everything. “Jensen,” she began again, and promptly shut up when it came out more as a plaintive wail than a protest.“I’ll send a car for you, Katherine." he said." You are my wife. But I want this to be special, kinda like a first date like you said. I’ll have my driver pick you up from work, or if you prefer, you can drive your car to the house and I’ll have him pick you up there. Tim can take care of the house for one night and Deanie can stay at your mo
He looked at her almost like the last was a challenge. She tilted her chin up and stared coolly at him. She hoped that she looked as unruffled as she wanted to portray.“Why did you come to my office today, Jensen?” she asked.His mouth tightened briefly before he relaxed and eyed her with thinly veiled amusement. “We are married, Kat " he said."I can't take my wife to lunch?”She curled her fingers into tight fists.“Jensen.” she said. She stopped when her voice cracked. She felt like the worst sort of idiot. Right now, she felt ridiculously tongue tied.“Yes?” he prompted. He wore a curious smile, almost as if he found her and the situation amusing. It made her angry.“Look Jensen, I'm not going to act like I didn't miss you. I did. But I don't know what you are up to, and if you think that —.”
Behind the desk, a cheerful looking younger woman smiled a warm welcome as he approached.“Good morning, Mr Packard" she said. "And welcome. I assume you are here to see Mrs Packard.”He returned her smile. “Is she in?” he asked.“Yes. But she is not here right now. If you will wait in her office, I’ll get her at once. Would you care for some coffee?” she asked.“No, thank you.” he said, he wasn't sure he could keep anything down right now.She turned to stride down the hallway, leaving Jensen standing there. He walked into Katherine's office and went to the window to look down on the street instead of sitting.A few moments later, he heard the tap tap of heels and turned to see Katherine walk into the office, a confused, wary look in her eyes.“Jensen,” she greeted. “I wasn’t expecting to see you. I thought you were going to San Francisco. T
"Oh" Jensen said. "I gotta say that I'm really glad you told me about this. It's kinda hard to believe how fast you have grown. I mean, there was a time when all you cared about was video games, but now here you are, having girl problems"Tim grinned. "Don't tease me dad" he said."I'm not. I'm not" Jensen said, raising his hands. "And I gotta say that In my time, I was never turned down by a girl. Not bragging"Tim rolled his eyes and smiled. "Show off" he said, and Jensen laughed."But," Jensen continued, "With your mom, I hesitated. I was stupid. Didn't know what I had. I was enjoying all the attention I was getting that I forgot to go after the one thing that mattered, and I almost lost her. So I say, suck it up kid. To hell with that fear. Just ask her to go to the dance with you, what's the worse thing that could happen? ""Ermmm, she could turn me down" Tim replied
"Yeah right" Tim said sarcastically. "I know how stuff like this happens. I watch a lot movies and I know how stuff like this goes. This is how it starts and before you know it, they are giving you a speech about how it isn't your fault and that sometimes things just doesn't work out. I just don't want to have that talk with my parents. I know how much they love each other"Chloe nodded. "Okay" she said. "I can't say that I understand because I don't. My parents aren't... Divorced. But I'm certain that whatever it is, it's not your fault. And honestly, there is nothing you can do about but hope that they find a way to fix their problems. And sometimes, they might just be going through a tough time. Doesn't mean they are gonna get a divorce, so you might just be worried for nothing. Come on" she nudged his shoulder. "You can't be worrying about this when nothing permanent has happened. Remember you have a game next week. One of you have been training for a long time