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  Fire ran through her at his touch. Her body had ached for his strong hands. He pinned her along the wall, his hands roaming her body. She closed her eyes and gave in to the heat of his touch, arching her back bringing their bodies closer; a groan forming in her throat.

  Kris hadn't even taken his jacket off yet. He pulled inches away from her lips only long enough to say, "I need you…" The harshness of his whisper tickled her cheek. The deepness of his voice rumbled through her body making her want him right here and now.

  She slid his jacket off, it landed on the floor somewhere; she couldn't see straight enough to even care where. Her head was spinning. She was wrapped up in his sudden burst of fiery passion, and she liked it. He unbuttoned his shirt, and slid off his shoes. Kris leaned down and kissed her. He grabbed the back of her neck, as if to hold her so he could kiss her as deeply as possible. He thrust his tongue through her lips.

  Kat was mesmerized by his outburst of lust and desire. He lifted her shirt off, to reveal her bare breasts, perky and already hard nipples. Leaning down to taste them, he teased them with his tongue, but only for a moment.

  She could feel his warm length hard through his boxers. She liked how he felt against her now moist panties. He reached down between her legs and pressed his hand to her warm core sending a wave of pleasure through her body, as he tasted her breast one more time. He moved her panties to the side and felt how wet she was. She let out a groan, clawing at his back. He quickly shed his boxers, and tore off her panties. Hiking her body up on to his hips, he pressed her back against the wall. She held onto his strong, muscular arms as his lips trailed up her collar bone.

  ****

  "I need you…God, Kat, I need you..." He mumbled against her warm flesh.

  Moving towards her mouth, she expected him this time and opened hers to meet his tongue and lips. Not being able to wait one more second, he groaned as he buried himself deep in her warm folds. Bracing her body on the wall he moved deep and hard inside her. She squeezed his biceps, balancing herself against him. Holding her legs tight against his hips, he explored deep inside her hot core.

  She was so wet, that made his cock harden more. He let out a moan of pleasure, as she scraped her nails down his shoulder. Their bodies moved together as he thrust inside of her hard. Each time she moaned louder than the last, and with each moan he wanted to fuck her harder. He needed to be in her, with each forceful thrust he showed her how much he needed her, making her scream out in ecstasy.

  Quickly, they both surrendered to the pleasure. He spilled hard into her, filling her with his warmth, thrusting her body against the wall. Her body quivered uncontrollably in his arms. He ran his lips along her neck, sliding his hands down the curves of her body, his eyes ran over her moist skin, taking in every sensual curve.

  Kat collapsed into his arms, laying her head against his shoulder. Her eyes met his as he smiled. "Hi.." She said, gasping for air.

  "Hi." He laughed a little dropping her legs to the floor. He picked up her shirt and handed it to her. "I hope I didn't hurt y–"

  Stopping him mid sentence, she put her finger to his lips and smiled.

  "It was a rough night." He pulled on his boxers, as she grabbed her panties. "I'm sorry to just show up like that, but I just needed to be with you. I couldn't explain it. Something came over me, I just…I just needed you, Kat…"

  "I think I like being the person that you need…" She kissed him.

  He took a deep breath, maybe he was finally getting through to her. Breaking down those walls of doubt that she held on to so tight. His eyes raked over her body devouring every delicate inch. She stood there in only her panties, no longer looking uneasy. Her beautiful body on display for him, he loved it. Why would she think he wouldn't want her? He couldn't get enough of her.

  A smile crept across his face. "Beautiful, I just want to be close to you tonight. I don't want to be sitting at home wondering what you are doing or what you are thinking. I want to be with you, holding you."

  "Kris, are you asking if you can stay the night?" She reached up to gently touch his swollen lip, he winced a little. She kissed it gently.

  "I am." Taking her by surprise he lifted her up off the ground.

  He kissed her lips as she giggled. Carrying her to the couch then flopping her down, thrilled at the sound of her cheerful laugh. He slid in beside her and Kat cuddled against him. Running her hand up his bare chest.

  "So?" He teased, since she never really answered if he could stay the night or not.

  "I wasn't planning on letting you leave." Kat answered.

  Please don't. Ever. He needed to make his move on this girl and fast.

  Kat was still smiling, "Want to go lie down?"

  "Yeah."

  She led the way to her bedroom.

  "By the way, babe, nice shirt." He teased her with a smirk. "Puck bunny, huh?"

  Kat's face turned bright red.

  Kat was so not the description of a puck bunny, far from it. It was a long night and he decided to let the shirt slide for now; he had plenty of time to pick on her about it another day.

  He snuggled behind her in bed. Holding her tightly to him, and pressing his warm body against hers. He needed to be as close to her as possible tonight.

  "Goodnight, beautiful, see you in the morning…my little puck bunny" He smirked, and she pretended to ignore him. He really enjoyed having her to come home to.

  CHAPTER 15

  Kat stood at the stove making eggs and toast while Kris made coffee. It was nice to sit down and eat breakfast together on a day that she thought she would be spending alone. She couldn't help but smile at him.

  "I hope I wasn't too rough last night."

  "You were just rough enough." She smirked, then whispered, "and I kinda liked it… Anyways, I'm glad you came over last night. I was worried about you." His lip was starting to look better, it wasn't as swollen. "And I missed you."

  As they ate, she watched Kris, almost like she was trying to memorize every inch of his face even his swollen lip. She liked having him here in the morning, she liked waking up next to him.

  "Hey, Ma belle dame... My beautiful lady." Kris grabbed her hand and pulled her from the table. "So, I have a surprise for you." His eyes slid down her body.

  Kris grabbed his jacket and handed her a winter coat. He led them out to his Jeep. "Here," he said, tossing her a set of keys.

  "What are these for? My car is in the shop." Certainly he wasn't giving her a set of keys to his Jeep? Was he?

  "Hit the button, you'll see."

  Shaking her head still confused and a bit annoyed, she hit the button. What was she looking for? The car remote beeped when she hit the unlock button, lights flashed from the blue car next to the Jeep.

  It was a really nice car.

  "I talked to Bob about your car. You need a reliable car, a safe reliable car, Kat. You need one that I don't have to worry about you driving around in, especially when I'm not here. It was going to cost a crazy amount to fix your car, and it's just not worth it. Really it wasn't. It still wasn't going to be safe or reliable."

  She was growing irritated, she could feel her face burn. What exactly did he want her to do?

  "So I talked to Bob, he got me in touch with a guy that will give you cash for it." Kris paused.

  "What?" She just stared at him. What did he just say? "Wait, what?" Shaking her head, she was so confused.

  "This," he pointed to a BOSS 302 Mustang, royal blue with black hood and side stripes, "is your new car."

  "No, you can't buy me a car–" She looked at him with wide eyes, tearing up. She never let anyone do things like this for her, not that anyone had ever offered. She had always been self sufficient, even if it meant counting her pennies and eating ramen noodles everyday. She couldn't let him do this.

  "Too bad. I already did." Kris smiled, proud of himself.

  Kat stood there for a second, not knowing what to say. She peered in the window. It was gorgeous. She was afraid to tou
ch it, still not comprehending that it was hers.

  "Go ahead, sit in it." Kris urged.

  Apprehensively opening the door she sat in the driver's seat. Looking over at him with wide eyes and a smile. "Oh my God, Kris, I love it." A tear rolled down her face.

  ****

  Kat stood in her apartment, looking out the window at her new car.

  "So, I guess you like it?" Kris snuck up quietly behind her, lacing his arms around her waist.

  She jumped, slightly startled. "Kris," she turned to match his glance. "You shouldn't have, I mean that is such an extravagant gift." Seriously, who buys someone a car?

  "It was a gift, and it was my choice to get it. So, do you like it?"

  She nodded, "Yes, I do."

  "Good." Kris answered as he kissed her neck.

  Kris rubbed at his jawline, "I really like you... I mean, God, Kat, what isn't to like? But if you decide you don't wa-"

  She cut him off mid word, "Are you trying to get rid of me, Kris Lafleur?" She flashed him a devilish smile. "That's not going to be as easy as you think." She kissed his lips, sliding her hands around his middle and snuggling into him. She had made up her mind, she wanted him, regardless of her feelings of not being good enough. She was going to suck it up and do what she did best, and that was fighting for what she wanted. And what she wanted was him.

  "Me? Get rid of you? Hardly…" He smiled at her as she snuggled into his chest. "I'm just giving you a polite way out. Just incase."

  "Do I look like I am leaving?" She quietly asked.

  "No."

  "Well then, looks like you are stuck with me. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself. I always do. But out of curiosity, if I did decide to leave, do I get to keep the car?" She giggled.

  Kris shook his head, laughing as a piece of hair fell in his eyes. He pushed it out of his face, tucking it behind his ear. Grabbing her, Kris pressed his lips to hers, biting at her bottom lip. He whispered against her lips, "funny."

  "I do have an article to send to my editor. Do you mind while I take care of that real quick?" She tried untangling herself from his arms, but he wasn't budging.

  "Do I mind what?" Kris asked as he kissed at her neck more.

  "Do you mind removing your hands from me long enough for me to take care of this? After all, it is my job." She didn't want him to move his hands from her. She liked them just where they were, but she had to send her article. She had a deadline.

  "I guess," Kris whined. "Can I go sit on the couch while you do your work stuff? Or will that distract you too much?"

  "Ha Ha, no the couch is fine."

  She sat down at the table and opened her laptop. The article was complete, she had to proofread it. The last few days had been a blur and who knew what she had actually written.

  She could hear him sigh as she worked. It wasn't easy forcing herself not to look over at him, but she needed to concentrate. Once it was proofread and spell checked all she had to do was submit it. If she didn't do it now, she was sure she would forget all about it, and that wouldn't be good. She needed this job.

  She hit the send button. "All done."

  "Great, so I have an idea, let's go to dinner tonight?"

  "Yeah, we could do that, um, what should I wear?"

  "Something dressy; let's plan for five o'clock?" He said as she closed her laptop.

  She looked over at the clock, "Well, I better go get ready then." Before heading to the bedroom she smiled, wrapping her arms around his middle. "What about you?"

  "Well, I was hoping you would say yes to dinner so I brought clothes with me; they're in the Jeep." Kris flashed her a cocky smile. "So," he kissed her forehead, "I will go get them while you're getting ready." Sliding out of her arms he slapped her on the ass.

  "Hey!" She giggled.

  Her stomach tingled with delight. She didn't know what it was, but he had managed to turn her world upside down and she liked it. Since giving into his advances he had made her feel like the only girl in the world. Things just all seemed to fall into place. All that time she spent second guessing herself could've been spent in his arms.

  Excitedly she hurried to her closet. What to wear?

  She decided on a sexy, slinky black dress with sheer sleeves. It had a nice low v-neckline. She paired it with black heels and some sparkly jewelry. She felt so sexy all dressed up. Checking out her reflection in the mirror, she liked what she saw! She ran her hands along her middle, the dress really made her look good.

  Her long brown hair was curly and messily clipped up on her head, with some curls hanging down around her face.

  She had never liked what she saw in the mirror; was it possible Kris was changing all that?

  Kris was almost taking longer than she did to get ready. Finally emerging from her room, he looked so handsome in his dark slacks and white dress shirt. His hair was damp and brushed back out of his face. He had a five o'clock shadow accenting his jaw. The bruise on his lip had started to fade, and the cut on his face red.

  "You… make that dress look amazing…" Kris stammered.

  "Is it too much? Too dressy?" WHY am I nervous? Shaking her head she pushed any insecure thoughts out of her mind.

  "No, you look great. Perfect. You look absolutely perfect." Kris just kept looking her up and down, and finally slipped his arms around her waist, pulled her to him and kissed her lips. "We should get going…"

  Kris pulled himself away from her reluctantly, grabbed her dark blue, wool jacket and helped her put it on, before putting his own on.

  CHAPTER 16

  Kris held her hand lovingly as they walked into the restaurant. They stopped at the hostess table, she looked up at them and smiled.

  "Mr. Lafleur, good evening. Your table is waiting for you. Right this way." She carried two menus as she led them back to their table. She looked over her shoulder once and questioned them quietly, "The Wine Room, correct?"

  Kris nodded.

  Following the hostess, Kat scanned the restaurant, taking note of every color and every aroma. They passed a family enjoying their dinner. The little boy's eyes grew wide when Kris walked by him.

  The hostess led the to a private room, with tables lit with candlelight. The walls were painted burgundy and the wood trim matched the dark mahogany chairs. Kris pulled out Kat's chair and slid it in as she sat.

  Kat looked around admiring the upscale room, noticing the tall dark mahogany wine closets on either side of the wall. Her breath caught and her pulse quickened. She didn't know much about wine; was she going to know what to order? She liked white wine, but didn't have a favorite brand; nor did she really know the difference between the flavors. Oh geez, what if she ordered a wine and hated it! Is there more than one kind of white wine? Crap, what was the name of the bottle I had at home? She was in full blown panic mode. Things were finally starting to go well between them and she really didn't want to make a fool of herself.

  Taking a deep breath she looked over the wine list. It couldn't be that hard to make sense of it all. The wine list read "Enjoy a view of our selection of wines collected from the four corners of the world."

  "Ever been here before?" Kris asked her over the candlelight.

  She laughed a little. "No! The most high end place my family ever went to was Red Lobster." Her dad worked hard but they hardly ever ate at restaurants, and especially not expensive ones.

  Kris chuckled, "Okay. Well, this is a great place. The guys like it here, it doesn't hurt that it's big on privacy." Turning his attention to his menu. "Well, does anything look good to you?"

  "I really don't know. I think I want steak, if that's okay with you? I just don't know which one."

  "Whatever you want is perfectly okay with me, beautiful. If you want steak, I suggest either the Filet Mignon or Delmonico with roasted wild mushrooms. She'll be back soon for our order, is white wine okay?" Kris asked. "Do you mind if I suggest something?" His chocolate-brown eyes sparkled over the candlelight.

  "Not at all. It would act
ually help a great bit. What were you thinking?" Her eyebrows raised, curious what was good on the menu.

  The waitress arrived at their table, she quietly asked for their orders. Kris smiled at the waitress, ordering glasses of water, and a Pinot Grigio white wine. He ordered himself a Filet Mignon and Kat a Delmonico steak, both with roasted wild mushrooms. With two sides to share, grilled asparagus, and a lobster macaroni and cheese.

  He looked at Kat before the waitress left, "Does that sound okay to you?"

  "That actually sounds perfect," she smiled as she handed her menu to the waitress. He looked so handsome in the candlelight.

  The waitress returned with their wine.

  "You really look amazing tonight, Kat." Kris commented as they sipped their wine.

  She felt her face burn. "Oh, thank you."

  "I wanted to tell you, I am so glad you decided to give us a chance." Kris flashed her a hunky smile. "You won't regret it. I promise."

  His gaze stayed locked on her. She knew that he was on a mission to show her how much he needed her and how good for him she was.

  She wanted to believe him; he was perfect. Too perfect for her? No, stop that. She scolded herself. Tonight she felt like she really did fit into his world.

  They drank their wine in silence until their food was brought to the table.

  Kris waited while she cut into her steak watching her take a bite.

  "Oh my God, this is the best steak I have ever had."

  "I know." Kris smiled. "Now you need to try the asparagus and the lobster mac-n-cheese." Kris put a few pieces of asparagus on his plate, then slid the serving tray to her.