KATEAfter accompanying my father to Mrs. Berkeley's house, I returned home alone. I had to invent a story to explain about my supposed boyfriend, it was embarrassing. So, it's good that he doesn't show up again. I finish preparing dinner after taking a long bath. My father hasn't arrived yet, it's taking him a while, it's strange for someone who usually has dinner early like him.Someone clears their throat behind me, giving me a scare, I hold a scream in my throat. I turn around, and Nathan is standing in my kitchen, in my house. Oh my God!"What the hell are you thinking? You can't come here!" I go to the window, to make sure my father isn't coming."I thought I could come for dinner. After all, I told your dad that I'm your boyfriend.""Are you crazy? You can't enter someone's house like this. Go away before my dad arrives.""The door was open. Are you cooking?" He asks, looking at my apron."I should call the police. It's not a good idea to be here when my dad arrives, Ryan. Espe
KATE"If you don't change that regretful look on your face, I won't touch you," he says, sitting on the couch. I take off my jacket and throw it on the floor."I want...""What?""I want you to touch me in every possible way. But, you know, I... I've been with someone else," I say. He closes his eyes, squeezing them as if feeling physical pain."Yes, and I hate that. Why? Why did you do that?""I wanted to," he breathes deeply, pressing his fingers against his forehead with a look of anger. "But I guess a part of me believed it would help me forget you. And if it makes you feel better... I thought of you, even unintentionally." I move closer, wrapping my arms around his neck and straddling him. "Don't you mind?""Yes, I do care... but I've been with women who have done much worse than sleeping with two guys in a week.""I guess I didn't need to hear that.""I used to be much worse than I am now, beautiful.""That's how you called me when you first talked to me.""Back then, I didn't k
KATEI get up, gather my scattered clothes, and put on my jeans. I overslept. I have to go back home."What are you doing?" he asks drowsily."I have to go back home.""Now?""Yeah.""Are you kidding? It's late.""You can go back to sleep.""You won't.""I will.""Why?""My...""Your?""Nothing." He's going to tease me again."Your father?""Don't be stupid." He gets up, letting the sheet slide off, completely naked. Then he walks towards me, stopping in front of me with his messy hair. God! It's hard to concentrate."What would your father say if he knew what we did here?" he asks, crossing his arms over his broad, muscular chest."It's more about what he would do. He would probably use the shotgun that's on the shelf in his office.""He has a gun... thanks for letting me know." We laugh. What a wonderful smile."I really have to go because he thinks I'm sleeping in my room right now, and I really don't want to have to explain to him that I was having sex with my boss.""Stay." He pu
KATE"You're crazy! What the hell is going on in your head?"" 'It was nice seeing you again, Kate?' ""Shut up, you idiot.""Why are you angry? Should I be angry too? 'It was great seeing you'? And what does 'old friend' mean?""Never tell anyone that we're dating. I feel disgusted with myself when you say that.""I just wanted to make it clear that you're with me." At least he didn't use the word "mine" this time. "Disgust? How should I feel about that?""What I'm saying is that when I say you're my boss, you can't immediately say we have an intimate relationship. Because it makes me look like the slut who's fucking the boss. And, by the way, we're not dating or anything.""You agreed to give it a try.""On my terms. Do I have to spell it out for you?""You're annoying.""And you're an imbecile. Acting like I'm a piece of meat.""You're not going to tell me who he is?""I already said he's a friend!""No. You said 'old friend.' I know exactly when that term is used.""When you have
KATEFor one single day, I feel like everything is in its rightful place. I don't need to worry about practically anything, except for John's persistent messages. On that night when Ryan pulled me away from dinner, I made up an excuse saying that he needed my help to urgently resolve work matters. I'm not sure if he believed me, but I'm certain he found the situation very strange. After that, John started sending me messages asking if everything was alright. I briefly replied yes, explaining that I was traveling for work. Then I turned off my phone, and only now do I realize that I haven't touched it since I arrived. As expected, there are some missed calls and messages. Not only from John but also from Lisa.From: JohnFridayAre you traveling with your boss?From: JohnTodayKate, are you okay?From: LisaFridayKate, what's going on? Ryan was here, and I just realized that something is very wrong.Why aren't you answering? I'm worried, are you okay?From: LisaTodayKate? Answer me
NATHANI managed to find the place, thanks to the hotel receptionist. She knew where the bar was and gave me the address, which luckily wasn't too far away. There was a sign with giant flashing letters: Old Moon. There were also several people outside. I found a place to park.I left the car and headed towards the entrance of the venue. The place was big and packed. How was I going to find her?I thought about calling and looking for someone with a cell phone. But she doesn't answer. Damn! It's no wonder, with all this noise. I look around again. Nothing... Wait, I spot the guy who was at her house earlier, near the counter. I approach him and touch his shoulder."Excuse me.""Yes? You're...""Yes. Nathan. Kate told me she was here. But I'm having trouble finding her. Have you seen her?""Sure. I'll show you." He signals for me to follow him and starts walking towards the back of the bar. Further back, I catch sight of her. She was laughing and then shouted something to her friends at
NATHANShe's already standing, talking on the phone with someone."Good morning," I say, leaning against the headboard."Yeah. No. I'm fine. Sorry... Yes, yes. Okay. Have a good day. Bye!""Who was that?""Rebeca... A friend who was with me yesterday, before I forgot most of what happened. She wanted to know if I'm okay. She vaguely remembers me disappearing with a big handsome guy," she rolls her eyes, making me smile."Are you okay?""Yes. A bit worn out, but fine.""That happens when you exceed your limits.""Let me make it clear before anything else: I didn't ask you to come after me. I'm old enough to make decisions about my actions and my life. I don't need to hear your moral lectures. Especially coming from you.""So, you think it's okay to drink until you're unconscious or unable to make any sense? Do you have any idea what could have happened if I hadn't come to get you?""Screw you, Ryan.""What would have happened, Kate?""Fuck it! This is too much.""Not everyone has good
NATHANMinutes later, she gets up."Damn... it's almost eleven.""Do you have any plans?""Yes.""Yes?" I shrug. She's not going to tell me what? Or with whom?"I thought you had kicked me out and hated me and thought I was a bitch.""That's in the past, we made up.""Idiot." She smiles. So beautiful."Come here." I pull her back to me, laying her head on my chest. "Why did you drink so much?" She looks at me and rolls her eyes. "It's a simple question.""Ryan... I wasn't keeping track of how much I drank. I was happy to see my old friends and relieved that we sorted things out.""It was hard to restrain myself; you were teasing me the whole time. Making jokes about me being difficult and bathing you." She laughs."Me?""You also said things I liked. Maybe they'll come in handy later.""What things?""I'm not giving you that satisfaction.""That's not fair. You can't take anything I said into account.""Drunk people always tell the truth, Collins.""Of course. Because it suits you now