Chapter 89

NATHAN

I woke up to the sound of what must have been running water coming from the bathroom.

"Kate?" I call out. She emerges from the bathroom door, and I prop myself up on my elbows, staring at her.

"Did I wake you up?" she asks. Why the hell is she dressed?

"What are you doing?"

"Going home."

"Now?"

"Do I need to remind you about my job?" She approaches and sits beside me.

"You don't have to worry about that."

"Don't say that, please."

"It's two in the morning, it's still early. I can't let you leave."

"If I stay, you won't let me truly sleep, will you?"

"The last thing I want to do when I'm with you is sleep."

"I know. I feel the same."

"Great."

"But I have to go."

"No. You don't." I sat up on the bed, pulling her by the nape of her neck and gazing into her large green eyes, feeling her breath quicken. Placing my other hand on her thigh, I slid it up her inner thigh. The most incredibly soft skin I've ever felt.

I watch her wet her lips and bite down on them. I want to feel her wet