"Yeah?" He answered the phone, his light brown eyes never leaving hers. "Yes, yes she's with me. Yes. Okay, got it. Just wait a minute. We're a little... busy over here."
Yep, definitely. His hands were busy playing with her hair. Cathryn couldn't stand the intensity of his gaze so she went to grab the doorknob so fast he didn't see it coming.
"Wait." He grabbed her by the waist but Cathryn quickly wiggled out of his grasp. "Don't run."
Cathryn didn't listen. She rubbed her lips at the back of her hand and moved, trying to erase any marks or clues that it happened. Her knees were weak from the earth-shattering kiss.
"I have the cheque, remember?" He said behind her as she heard the door close.
"You don't have the cheque, it's with the old lady. You dragging me and resorting to blackmail is going nowhere. It has to stop." Cathryn muttered.
"Are you sure you're not talking to yourself?"
Cathryn clucked her tongue. It was a poisonous arrow straight to her heart and she ignored his taunt. "Well, I hope it's still there. You can't leave that much money somewhere."
She swore she didn't expect him to catch up to her as he went straight to the cash register to get the cheque.
Shit.
"I have it now." He tilted his head and waved it in front of her. "I'm tired of carrying this. Why don't we go to the bank and split the cash?"
Cathryn recovered from her shock, she didn't think he would move so fast and fight her on this until the end.
Cathryn scowled. "I thought we agreed on this?"
"We agreed with your kisses as payment."
"Isn't two already enough?"
"Baby, do you think I'm the type of guy who'd settle for less than a hundred?"
Cathryn sighed heavily.
She thought he was a gentleman.
Well, she guessed he didn't have to behave like a gentleman. He was as aggressive and lustful, typical male.
And she was not acting like a well-bred lady either.
One moment Cathryn was being normal, feminist, really mean self, and then the next she was a swooning virgin on her first kiss ever with this handsome stranger.
News Flash:
Cathryn was a virgin. He was her first kiss. And her second kiss. No more third, fourth, to infinity, EVER. She will not be affected.
Was this the reason why handsome guys, who knew they were hot, get cocky? And arrogant? And thinks they are the most beautiful creature on Earth that ever lived?
And they expected the females to swoon, and worship them, open their legs anytime anywhere, and make them do whatever they wanted?
Oh shit.
Was her inexperience so obvious that he decided to have a little fun with her?
He probably thought she was too easy, huh?
Now, Cathryn was angry.
But then she was tired. He's persistent. And stubborn.
She admitted that was something they had in common.
The more she resisted him, running away and he ended up chasing her again, this bullshit will never end.
Cathryn was tired of playing this game of cat and mouse. And being the mouse in this game is a serious disadvantage.
Time to turn the tables around.
Cathryn needed to play as a Cat.
"Okay." She cleared her throat and showed him the most serene expression she could muster. "What do you suggest?"