She walked towards him. Taking him by the hand and they both walked back to his bedroom. She would have preferred to carry him. But lately he had been letting her know he wasn't a little boy anymore. He wanted to be treated like a big boy that he was.
Katherine smiled as she thought of it. He was one of the reasons she was moving. He loved Jonathan and he was always sad everytime Jon visited them and had to go back. His excitement when she told him they were moving was so great. She couldn't bear to disappoint him now.
So they were moving. Five years later. Back to her hometown. Back to Jensen Packard.
She wasn't going to like this. Of course she wanted to get closer to her brother too. He was the closest thing Tim had to a father right now. And she knew Tim needed one. She wanted Tim to have one.
The problem was Jensen Packard. She wasn't sure about seeing him again. And judging from the way he ignored her text. It was obvious that he wasn't crazy about the idea of seeing her either.
Katherine tucked Tim back into bed.
"Good night honey". She said. "Want me to sing a lullaby?"
"Mom" he said. "You know I'm too old for that... But thanks anyways"
"Fine" she replied. "But just so you know, You are never going to be too old for me dear... You are always going to be my little boy. Just so you know"
Tim smiled. "I know... Thanks mom... Good night"
"Good night sweetie"
Katherine returned to the living room. She picked up her phone from the table. There was no need waiting for Jensen to text her back. He clearly wasn't going to. She would just have to find another place.
She went to her room. She undressed and took a quick shower.
Time to go to bed... And maybe come up with a plan B.
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Jensen woke the next morning.
He had to go back to work. But he sure as hell wasn't going to work on an empty stomach. He needed food. And not just something he bought at a store. He wanted something home made.
He fed Rufus, took a shower, then got dressed quickly. He left the house and got into his car. He thought of stopping at his family house. The one Dillon and his family now lived in. But he decided against it. They were probably dealing with preparing the kids for school right now. Probably best not to distract them.
He went to his sisters apartment instead. If anyone was going to have food at her place, it was Elaine. She was a great cook. And he had a key. So he could let himself in even if she wasn't around.
She was. But let himself in anyway. Elaine wasn't in the living room. Maybe she was still asleep. He thought. He wasn't going to bother her. So he headed straight for the kitchen. He opened her fridge.
There was some left over chicken in it. Great. He thought. He knew he wasn't going to be disappointed. He took it out.
He was heating it up when he heard footsteps. Elanie was up.
From behind him a voice said. "Hello...Man who doesn't live here"
Jensen smiled. He turned around, the smile still plastered on his face. "Well... Good morning to you, dear sister" he said, trying to sound normal... And failing.
"Good morning... The fact that you have a key doesn't mean you should abuse the privilege" Elanie said, trying to look pissed.
Jensen went on smiling.
"And you just barge in here and eat my food!" Elanie continued. "You suck... You know that?"
"Oh come on" Jensen said. "I was hungry... Damn it"
"Then get a wife...Or a cook...Dummy" Elanie replied.
"Maybe you should set me up with one of your friends then"
"Yeah I don't think so... It didn't work out before and it won't work out now... You seem to find a reason to ruin every relationship you get into... And you want to know why I think you do that?"
Jensen rubbed his chin, pretending to give her question some thought. "No... Actually I don't" he replied finally, transferring the food into a plate and sitting on one of the chairs.
He took a huge bite and smiled at Elaine. "Hmmmm" he said, his mouth full. "This is good".
Elaine rolled her eyes and continued anyways. "Because you still think about her"
"Don't mention that name, Elaine. I mean it"
"I didn't... I simply said her... But you know who I'm talking about. And the fact that you won't even talk about her is the reason why you are never going to be able to get over all this... You have to forget about her"
How could he forget. He thought. Forgetting about her seemed to be the one thing he couldn't do. The one thing he throughly sucked at. But she was in the past now. She made a decision. One that had hurt him so damn much. But it didn't matter now.
Elaine kept talking. "You have to find someone else you know. And not all those one night stands you usually have. A nice, meaningful relationship with someone"
"I didn't come here so we could talk about this" Jensen said
"But we are going to talk about it anyways" Elaine replied. "You have to find a way to move on"
"I don't know what you are talking about
I have moved on... A long time ago"
"No you haven't"
"Fine... Can you just shut up.. Please"
"Okay" Elaine said as she left the kitchen. "Please finish your food and leave... I will see you later... And you better don't leave that plate in the sink unwashed"
Jensen smiled. That was exactly what he intended to do. And that's what he did. He left the plate right there in the sink. He and Elaine were very close, and he enjoyed torturing her. She did the same to him whenever she got the chance though.
He got into his car and drove to his Office. While Dillon handled the family business., He had concentrated on starting his. And now he was almost done.
When he got to his office he took off his suit, placing it his chair headrest. Then he took out his phone. He had a text message. He remembered his phone buzzing last night. He remembered he hadn't checked the message last night because he was so tired. Who had texted him? He thought.
He opened the text. It was from an unknown number.
She cuddled deeper into his embrace. She hadn’t lied about the cuddling part. She had missed him so much. And she was just so glad to be in the arms of the man she loved.She loved this man. She loved her husband. And she wanted him to come home. She shook her head when she realized that he was talking and she hadn't been listening.“We have options,” Jensen said.She blinked and focused her attention back on the here and now and the fact she was in bed after hot, sweaty sex with the man she loved.It was all she could do not to groan.“What options?” she asked huskily.“I can feed you. I can make mad, passionate love to you again. Or we can take a short nap and then do either option one or two. Or both. See? I’m easy.” he said.She smiled and squeezed him. She did love him. It scared her to death just how much she loved him, and she was flooded by so much em
“Ride me,” he said in a strained voice. His pupils dilated and his brow constricted. Tight lines were etched into his forehead, and his hands gripped her hips so tightly that she could do nothing more than squeeze her inner muscles around his erection.“Sweat heaven,” he groaned.She wasn’t going to last, and she was helpless to do anything about it. She needed to move. She had to move.Placing her palms flat on his chest, she wiggled free of his grasp and began to move up and down, taking him, releasing him, then taking him again. Sweat beaded his brow. His eyes were narrow slits, and he never took his gaze from hers. He urged her closer so he could cup her breasts. They filled both palms and he rubbed the pad of his thumb over the painfully erect nubs.“I can’t hold on,” she whispered.“Then let’s go together,” h
His breath blew hot over her chin and then her jaw. He kissed a line to her ear then sucked the lobe between his teeth. Shivers overtook her. Delicate little goose bumps dotted her flesh until she trembled uncontrollably.He stepped back, his hands falling to the waistband of her pants. His fingers hung in the snap and he stood there staring at her heaving chest.“You’re so beautiful.” he said. "I have missed you so much"He raised one finger to hook in the strap of her bra. He ran it up then down, and he grazed the tip over the swell of her breast.“I love the lingerie.” he said.She leaned back on the dresser, resting her palms on the top to give him a better glimpse of her cleavage.“You’re absolutely merciless, aren’t you?” he murmured.She smiled and arched invitingly until the bare
“Get it together, Katherine” she muttered.Lord, but she did lose all her brain cells when it came to Jensen.She laughed outright and it had the effect of someone popping her thought bubble with a sharp pin. The driver looked up in the rearview mirror, and she valiantly tried to look back with a straight face. If he only knew the absurd thoughts she was processing.If she was truly the naughty girl of her fantasies, she would have ridden over with only a trench coat covering her sexy lingerie. Then when she walked into Jensen's room, she could discard the coat and watch his reaction.The idea certainly had merit, and if she ever received another invitation such as tonight from him again, she’d give it serious consideration. Just to tease him. But for now, she would concentrate on the moment.A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to the sumptuous hotel Jensen had been staying in since he moved
"All they needed was some convincing. I'm finalizing the documents for the dissolution of the partnership. I know you might find it hard to forgive me, but I don't want us to grow apart over this. No one is worth it. So please tell me that you want me back home too, Kat. And maybe this is a little too fast, but I don't care, I wanna be with you tonight. It's been so long. Let me hold you tonight."Katherine sighed. Oh, the man really knew how to get to her, with his words, his touch, his kisses. Everything. “Jensen,” she began again, and promptly shut up when it came out more as a plaintive wail than a protest.“I’ll send a car for you, Katherine." he said." You are my wife. But I want this to be special, kinda like a first date like you said. I’ll have my driver pick you up from work, or if you prefer, you can drive your car to the house and I’ll have him pick you up there. Tim can take care of the house for one night and Deanie can stay at your mo
He looked at her almost like the last was a challenge. She tilted her chin up and stared coolly at him. She hoped that she looked as unruffled as she wanted to portray.“Why did you come to my office today, Jensen?” she asked.His mouth tightened briefly before he relaxed and eyed her with thinly veiled amusement. “We are married, Kat " he said."I can't take my wife to lunch?”She curled her fingers into tight fists.“Jensen.” she said. She stopped when her voice cracked. She felt like the worst sort of idiot. Right now, she felt ridiculously tongue tied.“Yes?” he prompted. He wore a curious smile, almost as if he found her and the situation amusing. It made her angry.“Look Jensen, I'm not going to act like I didn't miss you. I did. But I don't know what you are up to, and if you think that —.”