“What is it?” I wonder if I’ve accidentally offended her somehow. “Kat?”
“Uh,” she says, looking up at me with big eyes. “I haven’t…I’m a virgin.”
There’s an ache that starts in me at her admission, and it can only be settled by the ache that resides within her.
She wants me to claim her, and I want nothing more than to tattoo my name on her skin and make the two of us one.
Without a word, I haul her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. I close the door to my bedroom, and she’s in my lap on the soft comforter of my bed. She looks damn good, immersed in my life, and rumpled on my bedsheets where she belongs.
She moves a little in my lap, and I feel myself growing harder under where her body grinds down onto mine. Her eyes are hazy with lust and need. “Eddie, do you….”
“I want you,” I nod, bringing my mouth to hers in a hard kiss.
This seems to spur Kathleen into a flurry of emotions.
She straddles my lap so that her chest is pressed to mine, and through the T-shirt and sweats I gave her earlier, I can feel her hard nipples against my skin. The deep kiss that comes next feels a lot like a catalyst.
I need to have this woman, and I want her now. But, with Stevie on the sofa, it’s too risky. I have to keep my hunger for her under control for now.
CHAPTERSEVEN
Kathleen
I’m trying very hard not to laugh as Stevie pulls me out of the car and onto the sidewalk. I keep my eyes closed as instructed, waiting for the signal that I can actually open my eyes. They have been closed since we left the apartment.
It’s the day after our impromptu move-in, and Eddie told me not to go into the club.
Night has fallen over the city, and I could hear the sounds of passing cars and honking horns as we were driving. When we finally pulled up at the destination, Stevie made sure to keep me in the dark. Now, he seems so very excited to be the one that keeps whatever secret it is to himself.
“No peeking,” Stevie tells me, holding my hand squeezed tightly in his own as he waits for Eddie to get out of the car. “You have to keep them closed.”
“I’m not peeking, Stevie,” I tell my little brother, finding myself ruffling my little Stevie’s hair with my other hand. I am peeking just a little. “I would never.”
“Kat, come on,” Stevie complains as he draws out the words in his mouth, smacking his lips. He used to always do that when he was younger.
I ruffle his dark hair a little without even looking at him, and he quickly uses his other hand to alter any damage I might have done to his hair.
“Sorry, kiddo,” I say, a faint smile pulling at my lips as I try not to laugh at him.
“You can open your eyes now!” Stevie cries happily, jumping up and down in place. “Look, Kat! Look, look, look!”
I open my eyes, blinking a few times as my sight adjusts to the street lamps and the passing car headlights. I can’t help but pull in a sharp breath when I realize where we are, my eyes falling on the theater’s big, wooden entrance. “We’re here,” I can barely mutter, absolutely gobsmacked. “The Atlanta Shakespeare Company’s theater. I can’t believe I’m back here.”
“You love it here,” Stevie says with a big grin, growing increasingly nervous when I don’t immediately react with what he must have hoped would be surprise excitement. “Mom used to take you here. She told me she would take you in October when she had more money. Because you love Halloween.”
“I liked Macbeth because of the witches,” I nod dully, still so very surprised to be back here. I always loved watching the three witches when I was a little girl.
Stevie looks up at Eddie in his leather jacket, and I know he’s hoping that he understands what’s happening better than him. He must think I’m mad at him or unhappy with him somehow.
It’s not true.
I’m just a little overwhelmed.
I tear my eyes away from staring at the building that resembles a medieval castle, looking down at my little brother as he smiles at me.
“I do, and she did. I just…how did you know that, Stevie? I didn’t think we ever talked about it.”
“I remembered it, silly!” Stevie proudly states with a smile as he looks at me with my same green eyes echoed in his youthful little face. “Eddie asked me what you might like to do, and now we’re here! Isn’t it awesome, Kat? This is so cool!”