Taking a breath, her brown eyes glanced up at his black ones. For a moment, he looked as surprised as she felt, but soon the conceited smirk returned and Kate realized exactly what she was doing.
Pushing against the firm muscles of his chest, Kate slipped from beneath his grasp. She didn’t want to engage with him any further. She didn’t trust herself. The feeling of him, hard beneath her, made her more aroused than she wanted to admit. She didn’t want to think about how much further it would’ve gotten if his smarmy attitude hadn’t brought her back to reality.
Once inside the bar, she slipped through the crowd, finding Paloma straddling Heath in a back booth. Kate took a deep breath, hoping her friend would see reason. She doubted it though. A few shot glasses littered the table and Kate knew Paloma was more than tipsy.
“Paloma,” she yelled over the noise of the music, tugging at her friend’s arm. “Come on, we need to go. You can crash at my place, Heath can come too.”
Her friend widened her eyes in bewilderment, the alcohol obviously taking effect. “I have my own place.”
“I know, P, but I’d feel better knowing you were safe.”
Paloma glanced back at the man beneath her, who nodded in agreement. He licked his lips, his mouth returning to the red spot on Paloma’s neck. She threw her head back, an exaggerated moan searing into Kate’s mind. “Okay, let’s go.”
Heath allowed Paloma to slide off his lap, adjusting himself before standing. “Give me a minute to find Colton.”
“He’s not coming back to my place.”
“No, he’ll go to his place, next door,” Heath smirked. “It’s why we had to come here.”
Kate furrowed her brows. “What do you mean?”
Heath laughed, his gelled hair shifting slightly as his head fell back.
She felt there was a joke she was missing. Her cheeks flushed and she shook her head. “I’ll be outside. Hurry up. Come on, P.”
Grabbing her friend’s arm, Kate tugged her through the crowd and out into the fresh air of the night. Paloma resisted, clearly not wanting to leave Heath behind in the bar, but Kate was steadier on her feet and able to drag her to the taxi rank with little effort.
As the cab pulled up, Kate slipped into the back seat, pulling Paloma in with her. Kate’s heart raced. She had to get away from Colton. She had come too close to giving in to her desires. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard his guttural growl, demanding the cab driver to stop. He did so, allowing Heath and Colton to climb inside. There was a small scuffle as Heath made to sit beside Paloma but Colton won, shoving his broad body into the back seat, his hand resting defiantly on Kate’s thigh.
“Get off me,” she said through gritted teeth, pushing his wide palm away from her. The heat lingered for a moment before it ebbed away.
Colton’s dark eyes watched her, his eyebrow cocked. “Were you trying to leave without us?”
Kate stayed silent. She couldn’t stop the heat that spread between her thighs at the soft dampness on his lips. She hated that her body betrayed her this way. Colton was trouble. He was disrespectful, self-centered, completely egotistical, yet the smell of his cologne had her breath hitching in her throat. He licked his lips, and she could sense he knew the effect he had on her. His hand skimmed her thigh once more, slipping closer to the inner seam of her jeans.
The car came to a stop out the front of their apartment building, and Kate wasted no time scrambling from the back. Colton’s hands brushed against her hips as she clambered over him, her ass just sweeping over the hardened lump in his jeans. She could hear the soft groan that escaped him but the cool air snapped her back to reality.
Away from him, her head cleared. She watched Paloma stumble from the back seat, her arms wrapping around Heath who steadied her and began the trek up the staircase. Kate followed behind, trying to keep her distance from Colton. She could feel his eyes on her behind, and she chanced a glance over her shoulder. His gaze dropped, cheeks tinging pink for a moment before he regained his arrogant composure. Kate’s stomach dropped, the lower muscles tugging begging for release. She could feel the dampness in her panties.
Once they reached their floor, Paloma turned to face Kate, giving her a tight squeeze. “Colton’s roommate is away tonight, so Heath and I are going to stay in his bedroom.”
Kate wanted to argue with her, but didn’t see the point. Paloma was headstrong and stubborn and once she had made up her mind, there wasn’t much Kate could say to change it. She didn’t blame her though. A bed sounded better than Kate’s pull-out couch. She nodded, watching as her friend retreated into Colton’s apartment, Heath trailing behind her.
Colton stood in the landing, his dark eyes watching her intently, waiting to see what her next move would be. Kate desperately wanted to continue what they had started at the bar, but she knew better. If she thought Colton was insufferable now, she couldn’t imagine how much worse it would get if she let him into her bed.
“I hope they don’t keep you up all night with their fucking,” Kate smirked, hopeful that he would get a taste of his own damn medicine. She pivoted, unlocking her apartment and disappearing inside, making sure to lock the door before she slipped into her bedroom.
Kate tossed and turned. In the depths of Colton’s apartment, she could hear the breathy moans of Paloma and Heath and she hoped it was keeping Colton wide awake. After a hot shower, she still wasn’t able to dull the sensation of him pressing up against her, the feel of his mouth on hers. She understood in that moment why women got hooked. He could make her feel things she hadn’t felt in such a long time. The problem was that he knew it, and he was an ass because of it.She groaned, rolling towards her nightstand. She shuffled through the drawer, pulling out her vibrator and laying back on the bed. She hated that he had this effect on her, that she wanted to feel him inside of her. Kate turned it on, muffling the vibration beneath her blankets as she allowed it to glide along her entrance. She was already completely aroused. The feeling of him had sent her into overdrive, the feel of his tongue ring agains
Avoiding Colton since their incident had been easier than Kate thought. He had started bringing women home again, and although the woman screamed and wailed and the bedhead banged viciously against the thin wall, Kate kept quiet. She didn’t want to draw his attention to her, and to be fair, after their time together, she understood. She hadn’t seen much of Austin and had been thankful for that too.But she knew it wouldn’t last forever.Returning home from her run, Kate climbed the staircase, wiping the sweat from her brow. She froze at the sight of his shirtless torso, his back once again covered in scratches, his hair messy and damp. He inhaled a deep draw of his cigarette and turned away.Kate’s stomach dropped. She hadn’t known what to expect but she thought it would be a snide comment, at the least. Scolding herself for wanting his attention, she skipped up the remaining steps and unlocked her front door.“You shouldn’t be smoking in the hallway. You sho
The day flew by, and soon it was time for Kate to meet Austin. She straightened out her dress, a long-sleeved white and pink floral number that finished at her mid-thigh, and flipped her wavy hair over her shoulders. She slid on her heels and touched up her makeup as she awaited Austin’s arrival. A moment later, a soft knock rapped on the door. Kate swung it open and enjoyed the darkening of Austin’s sapphire eyes as they raked over her figure.“Kate, you look…” he trailed off, stepped forward to plant a gentle kiss on her cheek. “Incredible.”“Thanks,” she murmured, grabbing her bag and stepping out into the hallway. “Not too shabby yourself.”The door of Colton’s apartment flung open as they began their descent down the staircase, Austin’s hand slipping a little too low on Kate’s back for her liking. She tried to shift under his grasp, but his hand stayed firmly glued. She furrowed her brows, taking in his smirk as he glanced over his shoulder at Colton.Ka
He trailed off as the woman giggled from the other side. “I’m glad you called me, Colt. I was hoping you would ignore my brother sooner rather than later.”Stilling completely, Austin pulled away from her, tugging up his jeans with vengeance burning through the sapphire of his iris.Kate grabbed at his hand, confusion etching across her delicate features. “Where are you going?”For a second, his eyes softened, taking in her flushed cheeks and concerned gaze. “I’m sorry, Kate. I’ve just-”A harsh groan broke through Austin’s words, Colton’s husky voice following. “Fuck me, Aria.”Austin snatched his hand away, charging through Kate’s apartment. She followed, trying desperately to adjust her clothing as she ran. As Austin barged through Colton’s bedroom door, Kate couldn’t help but shield her eyes. Colton was seated on the bed, his body slightly reclined as a blonde nestled between his legs. Her head bobbed, his fingers tangled in her hair, helping her ta
“So, how are things with Heath?” Kate murmured, ignoring the stern glance from the yoga instructor as she stretched out on her pink yoga mat, lifting her hips in the air and relishing the release of her aching muscles.Paloma let out a sly grin. “We’re just fuck buddies, but it’s so good. Nothing like it was with Dylan. We’d been together for so long, I’d forgotten what it was like to just be fucked with passion and desire, you know? With Dylan, we had to schedule it around Florence and we were never really in the mood. But now, Heath comes over and just slams me into the bed. It’s so hot.”The yoga instructor let out a stony ‘shh’, her eyes narrowing at Paloma’s vulgar language.“It’s good to see you getting out there again,” Kate hushed. “You had me worried for a while there when you weren’t leaving your house and covering yourself in Cheetos dust.”Paloma giggled softly, “And now I’m getting covered in whipped cream.” She ignored Kate’s eye-roll, continuin
“Sorry,” she breathed, trying to avoid his gaze. “I… I was coming to get my stuff.”Raising his eyebrows, disbelief etched on his stern features, Colton shook his head, “You look scared shitless. What’s going on, Kate?”“Nothing.”“Do I look fucking stupid to you?” he snapped, irritation biting every word. “You’re so fucking frustrating. I’m offering to help you and instead of taking it, you just keep pushing every fucking button I have.”Running her fingers through her hair, Kate let out a shaky breath, “The note. It’s just freaked me out. What if he’s…” she cut herself off, glancing back to the ajar door and restarting, “What if someone’s in there?”“I can check.”The sincerity of his tone forced Kate to take a step back. In the three months that she’d had the displeasure of living beside Colton, the only person he had ever considered was himself. She couldn’t reconcile the honest help he was offering with the prick she knew he was. Slowly noddi
“Did he… Did you call because of Colton? Did he do something to you?” Paloma asked, dark brows knitting together as she glanced between the front door and her friend’s flushed cheeks.“No. No, not at all. He was making sure no one was here. I got this note on my door,” Kate murmured, scooping up the note and her remaining belongings from the hallway. Caramel eyes trailed to Colton’s door, hoping to maybe catch a glimpse of him, but it was shut. Kate’s heart sunk.Passing Paloma the note, Kate took in her friend’s concerned features and murmured, “Do you think…. Do you think it could be...”“Harry? No,” Paloma shook her head adamantly, her silky black hair waving from side to side. “Someone should have called you to tell you he’s been released, considering everything he put you through. I’ll stay here tonight, but I wouldn’t worry too much about it, Kate,” she strained a smile, rubbing Kate’s arms soothingly; “It’s probably someone playing a sick joke.”Kate n
Paloma had offered to stay with Kate, make sure she was safe during the night, but Kate could sense her desperation to spend more time with Heath, and had convinced her to spend the night there instead. They would be right next door, Kate had assured her, and the walls were thin. If she needed them, she’d yell. She walked them out to the hallway, regretting it the minute her eyes caught the gaze of Colton, smoke billowing from his reddened mouth. She averted her gaze, closing the door with a gentle thud and locking it. She drifted around her apartment, ensuring all the windows were secured before falling into bed, emotionally and physically drained.Sleep evaded her. She tossed and turned, feeling too hot and then too cold. She was scared and angry and fucking confused. Her mind ticked, thoughts of Colton in her hands, his fingers against her, flashing in front of her eyes. She couldn’t think through the haze of how good he made her feel.She groaned, her fingers gliding
The hot water beat down on Kate’s tired body, doing little to ease the aches and pains of her exhausted muscles and absolutely nothing to diffuse the mental depletion she felt. Perpetually fatigued was now her permanent state of being, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She hurried to work the shampoo through her now shoulder-length brown hair, keeping one eye on the baby monitor that flashed on the vanity. She closed her eyes momentarily, silently praying that everyone stayed asleep for just five more minutes. Bubbles tingled across her pink chipped toenails - a reminder from her and Paloma’s last day out alone, sans kids. She stifled a giggle, remembering how Colton had phoned her, asking her a million questions while squeals echoed in the background. Upon her return, he had met her at the door, black tee covered in spit-up and mashed banana while exhausted eyes stared at her gratefully. The click of the bathroom door dragged her from her thoughts, squinting eye
Colton’s wide eyes stared back at Kate, as she panted through yet another excruciating contraction; her entire pelvis spreading apart to allow their baby to enter the world. The floral tones of Bernadette’s perfume wafted through the room as she returned, snapping on a pair of blue latex gloves, a stack of blue sheets tucked under her arm. Another woman trudged behind, not clearly as enthused as Bernadette, sanitizing her hands before sliding on her own pair of gloves. Snapping her gum, she made her way over to the machine beside Kate’s bed, mature hazel eyes peering over square glasses to scan the paper slowly rolling from the machine.“Okay, Kate,” Bernadette chirped from the end of the bed, her short hair curled eloquently atop her head. Kate took in the swirls of brown, ebbing and flowing across her crown as she pushed through another surge of pain. “Kate,” Bernadette smiled, patting Kate’s bare leg to garner her atten
Shivering as she swept the blankets off her bloated body, Kate groaned, awkwardly clambering from the bed, one hand attempting to massage her lower back as she waddled to the bathroom. The sun had begun to rise, its rays just starting to seep through the small crack of their curtain. It bounced off Colton’s watch face, illuminating a soft glowy spot on the roof. She cast a glance over her shoulder, unable to help the smile that grew across her face at Colton’s muffled snores, his bare torso exposed with one inked hand resting atop it. His wedding ring glistened ever so slightly in the dewy dawn light. She’d always assumed married life would feel no different and for the first few weeks, aside from the bubbling excitement that they’d actually gone through with it, it hadn’t, but as the weeks turned to months, Kate grew to understand exactly why people did it. Knowing that Colton had wholeheartedly committed himself to her for the rest of his life was an
The car jounced down the dirt road, wheels spinning stray flecks of gravel through the air. The sky was almost pitch black now, a thick blanket filled with tiny stars that glinted brightly against the navy backdrop. The woods, still filled with the unsettling presence of flashlights, seemed eerier in the rearview, the few police cars that remained at the cottage shining from the glow of the kitchen light emanating from the window. Kate tugged at the threads of Colton’s sweatshirt, pulling the fabric over her mouth as she buried herself into the passenger seat. The radio announcer's voice drifted through the otherwise silent interior, talking about a new song being released by a popular female artist. Kate tried to focus on what he was saying, to push away the intrusive thoughts that were swirling through her mind, but his words turned into a mish-mash of nonsense, garbled sounds that made no sense to her. From her peripheral, she caught Colton m’s hand resting gently aga
“Colton!”Her own voice rang in her ears, the sharp whistle of a gunshot pulsing deep in the chambers of her mind as all other noises diffused, dulling down to an almost non-existent whine. Colton’s body crumpled to the floor, the rifle discharging as it hit the scuffed floorboards; another loud pop burrowing into her eardrums. Attempting to stand, she clutched her stomach, huffing as she brought herself to her feet, watching in horror as a small team of officers, dressed in dark S.W.A.T vests, approached, their movements slow and controlled, methodically assessing the scene before them.“Kate!”Sandy’s voice cut through the mind-numbing noise, the warmth of her hand resting on Kate’s shoulder, preventing her from moving forward. Tearing away from her grasp, Kate stumbled forward, tripping over Preston’s extended leg and careening to the floor. She stuck out her hands, her wrists taking the brunt of the impact as s
Tucking her knees into her chest - as far as her pregnant stomach would allow - Kate covered her ears, consciously inhaling and exhaling through pursed lips in an attempt to steady her erratic heart. Somewhere in the lounge room, she heard Colton shuffling about, the harsh rake of the curtain rings sliding along the thick wooden rods, shading them from the view of the outside. He continued grumbling over the phone, the string of expletives showing no signs of easing as his heavy footsteps clunked past her, growing muffled in the weathered carpet as he retreated into the bedroom. Cabinet doors banged open, the clang and clatter of objects dispersing as he rifled through them before forcefully slamming them shut with an irritated grunt. The anxiety coursing through her triggered the baby, its tiny limbs poking and prodding her stomach as she strove to calm herself down.“You better have someone here soon, Sandy,” Colton spat in the background, the sound of ano
Stepping out onto the expansive back deck, Kate huddled into one of the wicker chairs, stretching out her legs to allow the tiny glimmer of sunlight to spatter across her sweats. Keeping the knitted blanket wrapped loosely around her shoulders, she clasped the hot cup between her palms, inhaling the sweet nuttiness of her almond cappuccino, lovingly brought back by Colton from his morning stroll into town. The fresh air, thick with the scent of pine needles and earthy rain, consumed her, allowing her to breathe deeply for the first time in weeks, if not months. Casting a gaze out at the dense woodlands before her, she smiled. Even though she’d denied him multiple times, Colton’s insistence on bringing her out to Rhys’ reclusive cabin had been the best idea he’d had in a long time. They’d been there only two days and already she was feeling like a whole new person. Her gaze flittered to the back door as it swung open, Colton’s broad shoulders unclothed, his shirt being used t
Three months laterPuffing out the influx of air she’d sucked in, Kate smoothed her white blouse over her stomach nervously, the silky material oddly comforting beneath her palm. The musky scent of the courthouse irritated her nostrils, old wood and leather mingled with thick clouds of cologne, emanating from the men dressed in stiff suits as they walked past her, their shoes click-clacking against the linoleum floor. Leaning back, she rested her back against the pastel yellow concrete wall, a chill radiating through her spine, as she tugged her phone from her purse. She smiled at the presence of Colton’s name on the screen and the black love heart nestled beside it.Good luck, baby. I’ll be there as soon as I can. This fucking dick is taking his sweet ass time.The memory of his crestfallen face flashed through her mind, the way his fingers had curled around the neck of his beer bottle as he jotted down the time and date for
“How the hell do you have boxes – plural – of stuff? Paloma left with two trash bags,” Colton huffed, sliding the final box from their car across the bedroom floor, watching with a wince as it skidded into Kate’s leg. “Sorry.”“Ow.” She dropped the shirt she was folding, rubbing her leg before frowning up at him. “She forgot a lot of things, and it was easier to pre-fold my clothes and put them into boxes, rather than chuck them into trash bags again.”Knowing it was best not to argue while her sweet features housed a scowl, Colton sunk onto the bed. “D’ya want help?”After spending the first twenty minutes tidying the chaos that was Colton’s clothes, his shirts and shorts scrunched and stuffed into the spaces her absence had left, the remainder of her task was relatively simple. “I’ve just got the rest of this box and the one you just brought in left,&