Chapter 126 - Just Attack Him

His teeth nibbled on her ear. She closed her eyes in satisfaction because of how good it felt. How dare he say that she was a tease when he was doing everything to make her wet her panties early in the morning. He was the tease who was interested in more than just a morning cuddle.

"You're the one arousing me in the wee hours of the morning with your little friend." His laugh tickled her neck, but then he said something very apt. 

"Don't insult him by calling him little." He bucked as if to prove his words to her. "Also, I would happily stop teasing you and let you have him if you so pleased." 

As if she didn't want her hands all over him all the time. "This is hard." He chuckled. 

"Yes." He was extremely hard, but that was not what he was hinting at. He sounded so bitter that Katherine had to laugh. 

"I didn't mean it that way, you perv!" She squirmed and turned to face him. Cage touched her face softly as if he just couldn't believe that Katherine was in front of him. She had to admit, even after the day they had spent together, everything felt like a vivid dream. He had a sweet smile on his face that melted her heart. 

"You've misunderstood my words, then." He was cute when he was playing. "There's not much between us apart from two pieces of clothing. They could come off easily." 

'I should just attack him.' If she did that, she would not be able to let him go home. She would want to keep him by her side all the time… at least until the long weekend they planned to travel to the mountains. 

The mountains, she thought. She didn't know if she could hold on to her wits until then. There was no way she would go untouched after that. It was too long already. Cage ran his thumb over her lips and Katherine felt a shot of tingles run down her spine. She closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation.

"Let's do what feels right." For a second she thought he could hear her thoughts. She started and opened her eyes to stare at him. She wanted to tell him that they felt right, but she suddenly realized her bladder was bursting. 

A tinge of embarrassment came over her. She hadn't calculated these things when they went to bed last night. Morning routines needed to be taken care of, and they hadn't been together for more than a couple of hours to be completely okay with that.

However, should she breach the topic? She really needed to go pee.

Before she could speak up, his stomach growled. She looked at the embarrassment on his face and grinned at him. "We need to put food in your stomach," she proclaimed. "And I need to go to the bathroom."

"If it makes you feel better, you have mint fresh morning breath." She extracted herself from his arms and was about to leave when she turned and shot him a look. What a liar. She was human.

"Ah, now I am thinking about how you ate without me on your date and enjoyed your time." He sounded like a sighing puppy… if that was even possible.

"I didn't eat much. Isn't the real question something else?" Damnit, she was never going to get to the bathroom at this rate. "You're so cute when you are jealous." She was dragged back to the bed and on top of his body, staring down at his handsome face.

"You like that I am jealous." He was processing it. Of course, who wouldn't like that their lover deeply wanted them. "I am jealous he got to take you out before I could get here. It's not a matter of who came first, just that… I didn't want you out with him." 

She knew that her decision to go out with Barry would come up frequently in different parts of their life. It was a decision she wanted to regret, but also knew that it had been a catalyst for many things… Things that were necessary for them. They needed to talk about their worries, their trauma from past relationsh.i.p.s and trust each other implicitly. What better way to do that than to be completely open and talk about it until they knew exactly what the other felt.

They had rarely had a lapse in communication. So it made sense for them to resolve matters through words.

"I keep wondering if he touched you." And he didn't want to assume. But any man would want Katherine.

She frowned. She would have to keep telling him until it went through his head. The date didn't mean anything. But then she remembered how Barry had guided her with his hand on the small of her back.

"What is that expression?" he asked cautiously, seeing her hesitate. 

"He helped me into the building." He frowned with dissatisfaction. She did the only thing she could think of and kissed him. But then she recoiled. She hadn't brushed her teeth.

"You're scared of morning breath!" As if he had found something groundbreaking. Didn't everyone feel the same way? "I'll breathe all over you if you don't tell me."

"There is nothing else to tell," she giggled. He nodded but his hand slid down to her back where Barry had touched her. He drew small, incredibly s.e.xy circles on her back as his eyes burned into mine. 

"I will ensure that I am the one sitting across from you from now on." Katherine felt her eyes moisten as she touched his jaw gently. 

"I wish for the same. Last night, the time I spent with you was way better than any dinner I will ever have." He kissed her then, his lips crashing into her, not letting her worry about her morning breath or the fact that she had to go to the bathroom. She slid her arm around him and held him tight. 

But his stomach and her bladder wouldn't take the hint. 

"Morning routines and food," she reminded both of them. With another soft kiss. She pulled away.