When Katherine and Jensen got to the hospital and Katherine saw her father, her heart broke into many pieces. Just seeing him there, lying down, looking fragile and vulnerable brought hot tears to her eyes. He was asleep so they all went outside his room to talk... Not wanting to wake him up.
"What are the doctors saying" Katherine asked, letting her tears flow freely now and making no effort to stop them. "How is the cancer back? He looked fine. He has been fine all this while. How can it just come back? How bad is it? There has to be something they can do right? I mean, they are not just gonna sit back and let him die right? Isn't that like... Supposed to be against the law or something? They have to try something... anything"
Jensen took a hold of her arm and rubbed it soothingly. "Calm down a little bit, Kat" he said softly. "I know you are scared, but one question at a time. They can't answer a million questions at once"
Kather
Three weeks later....Jensen Packard draped his left wrist over the steering wheel and patted his lap with his right nervously as he drove to Crimson Bay. At this time of the night there was little traffic. It was mindless driving, which was very good, because Jensen's mind wasn't on driving.He missed Katherine.He had traveled for a business meeting a week ago but he had cut the trip two days short. Unnecessarily he had driven for six hours to get home tonight when tomorrow by noon would have done just as well.There is absolutely no reason he was coming home so early, except for the fact that there was someone he was eager to see. Which was a bit stupid considering the fact that she probably didn't feel the same way.The fact that he still loved her and thought so much about her scared the hell out of him... Scared him so badly that he almost talked himself into turning his car around and going b
He went inside the store. She had obviously been working. He thought as his eyes took in the pans and other equipment that had stains of batter in then. Why did she decide to work so late instead of waiting till the next day. And where was Tim? He wondered. Probably with his grandparents then. He went into her office.Katherine's head lay on top of her desk. She was asleep. Jensen tiptoed forward."Katherine?" he called.She didn't stir. Her head was pillowed on her extended arm. His eyes were drawn down to her hand. She had very slender fingers. He thought. Her hand was delicate and, in response, fragile looking. Her beautiful hair was a riot of wavy disarray, spilling across her arm and the paperwork she had fallen asleep over. It was inky black, the perfect complement to her fair complexion.There was a faint blush on the cheek that was turned up. Her brow was as smooth and glossy as she one painted onto a China
"It's kinda late" Jensen replied. "Just after twelve""Oh, God" she said. She picked up the telephone off the floor and put it back on the desk. Then she searched her bag and withdrew her phone. While she called her mom to apologize for not coming back and checking on Tim, Jensen stood at the edge of her desk, glaring at her."I'm glad you arrived when you did. I wasn't planning on staying here for so long" she said after the ended the call and put the phone on the desk. "I was working... Was planning on delivering some cupcakes to a customer very early tomorrow morning... Or should I say this morning then.... I must have slept off when I decided to look at some paper work""What the hell were you thinking of to stay out here by yourself in the dark?" he asked angrily. "You are lucky it was me who came through that door""The door was locked, Jensen" Katherine said."As though that would stop anybod
She was stunned. He could tell. Her body became became as inflexible as a flagpole and she stopped breathing. He didn't let her non participation deter him, however. His tongue dipped into her moth, then withdrew, again and again.Katherine let out a strangled gasp before she raised her hands to clutch his arms. He tasted of whisky and danger. An altogether intoxicatingly adult mix. Had he been drinking? She wondered. But the thought didn't last long in her head as Jensen continued to explore her mouth.She was aware of was how hard Jensen's chest felt against hers, how it made her breasts tingle and swell against her dress. His mouth was hard and ruthless, punishing her and expertly seeking a response so that he could humiliate her some more. Katherine knew in some distant part of her brain exactly what was happening, but that part of her brain seemed to be disconnected from her body and her mouth."Kat" Jensen wishpered. As he spo
"And then I wake up... And when I do I'm scared, Jensen. Because it reminds me that he's dying. My father is dying. And there is nothing I or anyone else can do about it. I try so hard to be strong but I'm not. We are all just sitting around waiting for him to die, Jensen"Jensen moved forward then and pulled her into his arms. She clung to him and he hated that he couldn't fix this for her. But he understood. He rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head."Everything is going to okay soon, Kat" he said.Katherine sniffed and pulled away from him. "How?" she asked. "How is going to be play? I can't handle this. Jonathan is out there, acting like a man and trying to suck it up and mom... She's hurting. She's hurting so bad. But she's out there acting like she can control this... Like it's just one little family problem. And Tim,... how the hell do I find a way to tell my son that his grandfather is never going to get well like he
"If you are waiting for me to give you a bite of this sandwich you are going to be very disappointed, honey. I'm not sharing this with you" Jonah said and Katherine burst into laughter.Oh! This was one of the things she was going to miss about him. His sense of humor. His free and beautiful and loving soul. Katherine felt tears threaten, but she definitely wasn't going to cry right now.. And certainly not in front of him."Oh don't worry dad" she said. "You can have all of it. Maybe even more of you want"Jonah shook his head. "No. This one is enough" he said."How's Tim?" he asked."He's fine. He's at school" Katherine said. "He is worried about you. Keeps asking me every night when I tuck him if you are getting better.""I know. He asks me the same thing every time he's here" Jonah said. "It's okay, Kathy. I know you are hurting...and I know it's nothing easy for you. But I have
He never brought up the topic of them since that day at her office. She had more important things on her mind so he just focused on helping.But today, when her father was being buried. Jensen was totally stunned by Katherine's appearance that morning.Not only was she wearing a curve hugging black suit with a flirty little frill at the bottom of her skirt— drawing attention to the feminine shapeliness of her calves, fine ankles, and feet shod in sexy black high heels— but her hair was…positively mesmerising.He had arrived at her parents house the previous day so he could help ensure that things went well and all throughout breakfast he could not stop looking at her hair.Since her father's death she wore it in pigtails or scaped into a knot, tightly confined, with a hat or cap crammed over it more often than not. It had been a while since he had seen it like this—lustrous dark waves springing softly from her head,
He was sprawled in an armchair. She was on a sofa, one elbow propped on its armroll, legs up, her stockinged feet bare of the shoes she had kicked off. It was a pose that seductively outlined the very female curve of waist, hip and thigh, and Jensen found it difficult not to let his gaze linger on it.He expected her to leave. Lately she avoided being alone with him. Any moment now those legs would swing off the sofa, take her away to the privacy of her room, and it was probably better that they did, save him from making a fool of himself. He watched her feet, waiting for them to move. She wriggled her toes. His gaze dropped to the shoes lying beside the sofa, noting the long, narrow shape of them."Cramped feet?" he asked."They’re not used to wearing fashionable shoes," she drily admitted. "I usually wear stuff like this once in a while. My life is basically taking care of my job and Tim. I don't get to wear these a lot"