Chapter 19
CHAPTER NINETEEN
'So tell me about the USA,' April plonked herself on my bed.
'Oh it was wonderful,' I smiled. 'Indianapolis is such a beautiful city. 'We went out almost every night, Jeff, myself, Tom and Ally. And my mom and Roger were so cool, they just allowed us to chill out.'
'That's awesome. Katy I am so, so proud of you for winning.'
'Thank you,' I hugged April.'I still can't believe it myself. I mean I can't believe I'm doing this sport.' I laughed.
'You have a natural amazing talent for it,' April grinned. 'Wow world champion, I just can't believe it,' she laughed, holding up the trophy.
I have quite an impressive collection of them now, Roger has promised to make me a fancy cabinet to hold them all.
'Com on photo shot!' April pulled me onto the bed and snapped us with her cell phone, lying on the bed giggling, with the trophy between us.
'Oh I have something for you,' I rushed to my suitcase.
'What is it?' April clapped her hands like a little kid anticipating a candy treat.
''Open it,' I smiled handing the gift wrapped box to her.
'Oh it so tiny, I don't want to damage the box,' she cooed.
I waited patiently as April removed the wrapping and lifted the lid of the box.
'OMG Katy! What a fancy iPod. I don't know what to say.'
It was beautiful. It had the State of Indiana Coat of Arms on it. It came with mega memory that April would never use completely. And knowing her every taste in music, I got Andy to painfully download all her favourite albums from iTunes whilst we were on the plane. He moaned and groaned at how long it was going to take, but I won't let April know how I'm indebted to my conniving brother.
'Thank you,' she whispered, with tears in her eyes.
'It was a pleasure,' I smiled, hugging April. 'So how was things here?' I asked conversationally.
'Oh, quiet without you,' she wrinkled her nose. 'Channing and I are still cool. I'm very happy,' she laughed.
'And everybody else?' I prompted, which was lost on April, for she did not offer any information on the one person I was hoping she would mention, so I just did not bother to bring his name up.
After joining us for a light lunch, April left towards the early afternoon.
'Want to talk about it?'
I looked up from gazing into space to see mom, her shoulder leaning against the doorway, her arms folded across her chest.
Dear God, when you made mothers so intuitive, did you consider the impact of it on us kids?
'Talk about what?' I avoided looking at mom as I quickly shut the webpage I was browsing.
'Katy, after April left, you hung out in your room all afternoon yesterday. At dinner you merely toyed with the meal. You've been in your room again all day today, and you've skipped lunch,' mom spoke softly.
'I'm just chilling mom, nothing's wrong,' I lied.
Mom continued to look intently at me, but her eyes were warm, gentle as she tried to draw me out of the emotional shell I was hiding inside. She took my hands in hers, but I still refused to look her in the eye.
'May I?' To prove her point, mom reached over me to my laptop, clicked on the internet explorer icon, then clicked on the last site I had visited.
'That's invading my privacy,' I weakly whispered, feeling embarrassed as Rafe's FaceBook account came on the screen
'I do apologize honey. Why are you doing this to yourself?'
Just how do I even begin to respond to that? It was becoming clear even to mom that I was tugging a ten ton lead weight around my heart.
I'll __be okay,' I stammered.
'It breaks my heart to see you going through this,' mom choked on her words as tears rolled unchecked down her cheeks.
'Mom?'
'I went through this with your father Katy,' she smiled, her eyes glassy.
My eyes narrowed, my face offered an apologetic expression for causing mom to unnecessarily recall that painful time of her marriage to my father.
'Like you, I continuously searched for new information about him,' she spoke softly. 'Every day I checked the post box. On my birthday, and our anniversary, I waited by the phone hoping he would call, declining invitations from friends and my family, praying desperately, he would walk through the door.'
'I'm so sorry mom,' I hugged her tightly.
'It took me a long time,' she half smiled, 'Roger knew I entered the marriage with baggage, but he patiently waited for me to heal. I am thankful to God, because I do love Roger so much. I cannot believe what an amazing person he is,' mom smiled almost shyly. 'And you know,' she took my hands into hers again, 'I am totally at peace about the past. It's a closed chapter, and if your dad walked through that door again, I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt, that it will not shake the love I feel for Roger.'
'Oh mom, I'm so happy for you. I love Roger__dad, too,' I laughed, hugging her, and she joined me, laughing as well.
'But you know, you're smart and intelligent like your dad,' mom complimented me.
'Oh? I want to be intelligent and wise like Roger,' I stated.
'I am? __ You do?'
I looked up, mom quickly ran her thumb across her eye, then summoned a smile for Roger who was standing at the door, not sure if he was welcome.
'Hi darling,' mom smiled reaching out her hand, in invitation for Roger to join us.
'Hey dad,' I shifted, on my bed to make place for him.
'You been gone so long,' Roger slid in behind mom, placing a kiss on her cheek.
Mom leaned back, raised one arm, and draped it around Roger's neck, then he was nuzzling her throat.
'Eww you two! Get a room,' I complained. 'Kids don't want to see their parents making out!'
'Sorry,' Roger pulled away, 'so did I hear a compliment earlier?' he raised one eyebrow.
Mom and I exchanged a look, she remained quiet, so I quickly spoke.
'Yeah,' I smiled, 'You have a lot of business savvy. I want to be just like you.'
'I think you're half way there,' he laughed. 'There are so many sponsors lined up to sign you. So many advertisers want to be connected with you.Your future's looking very bright.'
'Just so you two know, I don't plan on making a professional career out of racing.'
'Katy, honey, you're still keen to be a social worker?'
'Yes mom,' I replied without a moment's hesitation.
'That's wonderful Katy, I can get my secretary to look up a list of universities for you.'
I am sure Roger was relieved about me not racing as a career. He still had issues about 'fast cars' after his first wife died, racing her vehicle on a public road. When I'd approached him a few weeks ago, about me getting my own car, he instantly warned me about not even contemplating a sports car. He had given me a list of cars that were "steady with excellent safety features" to choose from. But I respect Roger, and will select a car from his "safe" list.
'Thanks dad, I appreciate that,' I accepted.
'Honey, can we take our leave now, there's too many boundaries here,' Roger murmured to mom, but he wanted me to hear that.
'Boundaries instill respect on how we want to be treated' I repeated something Roger once sensibly told me when I was a little younger.
An eyebrow was arching up towards Roger's hairline, he was amazed I'd still remembered something he'd told me so long ago.
Mom just smiled in acquiescence to his request, and threaded her fingers through Roger's.
'Can I ask you two a personal question?' I voiced the words, as mom stood and pulled Roger to his feet.
'Shoot,' Roger winked at me.
'Why didn't the both of you have a baby?'
Mom and Roger stared at each other, their eyes locked for like forever, before Roger sat on the bed again.
'Katy, your mom and I did discuss this,' Roger looked at mom, she nodded in agreement and went to stand behind Roger, her palms on his shoulder.
'Darling, after Roger and I married, it __ took you a few years to come to terms with Roger being my husband.'
I looked away feeling embarrassed. I clearly remembered that .I resented Roger taking my father's place. I resented another man sleeping in my mother's bed. Make that Roger's house. Roger's bed.
'I'm sorry,' I lowered my head, feeling embarrassed.
'Don't be,' Roger reached out, and placed his palm over my hand. 'I will never take your daddy's place. But I'm here whenever you need me,' he assured me.
'Thank you,' I whispered.
'We also felt Andy was not emotionally secure to deal with a baby brother or sister. You see how possessive he is over your mom,' Roger smiled.
'He still acts as if he's three,' I rolled my eyes upwards.
Mom and Roger laughed, seemingly agreeing that Andy was spoilt by mom.
'Good night Katy,' mom tugged at Roger's arm for the second time.
'Good night mom, dad,' I waved, as they exited my room.
Wow I'd managed for a full sixty minutes not to think of Rafe. I'm making progress, aren't I?
So Rafe you're star struck as well?
I stood at a position of advantage, staring out the window as the limo stopped and the two figures alighted. I held my breath as the gangly, slender frame of Katy Michaels gracefully slid out, holding the door, so her brother could ease out after her. As cheering noises, and curious spectator value was drawing around her, she looked at her brother and smiled shyly, as she handed him his bag. Andy was mumbling something to her, when she looked over her shoulder to see the throng of learners admiringly envelop her.
She looked down seemingly embarrassed at all the attention, then looked up again, a friendly smile played on her face, as she waved at the star struck learners. I held my breath, my entire body stood ram rod still, as I watched her gracefully walk into the school, uncomfortable with all the attention directed at her. She was so naturally beautiful, when she smiled, it was like the sun radiated from within her. Her long glossy hair was tied in a pony tail. My fingers clenched at my side, tempted to march to her, remove the undesirable band, and let those golden locks to cascade over her shoulders, so I could thread my fingers through those strands of silk. She has such beautiful skin, milk white, like porcelain.
I remembered in her parent's home, when she'd instructed me not to stay for dinner, she'd looked so embarrassingly adorable in her PJ's and silly Disney slippers, wild horses could not have dragged me away from her presence. She was like an illegal and irresistible drug, I knew she was dangerous for my equilibrium, but I just could not resist. There was safety in numbers, I could call on will power to resist her when in company, but if we were alone, she was dangerous, all my resistance crumbled, and I can not allow her to break my defense mechanism. No, I have goals to achieve, and I could only do it without being distracted by the charms of Katy Michaels. She was the only one who came close to penetrating that barrier around my heart, but I will not allow her in. I will not.
They were inside the school hall now, a few of her girlfriends were with her including April and Ally. Katy threw her graceful head back and laughed as Ally was relating something to April. Then her laughter died, as she caught me red handed staring at her at the window. Her eyes narrowed, anger and fury blazed in those beautiful eyes as they glared at me. I couldn't hear what Ally was murmuring to the keenly attentive April, neither was Katy paying attention to the conversation as she continued to point those killer laser eyes at me as if she wished to exterminate me. Both Ally and April were oblivious to the silent heated exchange between Katy and I. I suppose, I should have spoken, or smiled, or nodded, or waved a greeting, but I stood there silent, dumbfounded, too much in awe of her presence to command my brain to communicate with any of my organs to make any polite or good mannered response to her. When she could not tolerate looking at me for a second longer, she hurriedly looked away, and refocused on her friends, a smile appearing on her delectable lips as she picked up on the conversation again, totally ignoring me, and whispering something to them, which attracted spontaneous spurts of laughter. Best I get the hell out of her sight.
I groaned softly as Barney drew into the car park, and my fellow learners were staring at me as if I was a celebrity or something. Andy was teasing me about telling Barney he should roll out the red carpet before I alight. I mumbled to Andy to shut up and hurry, so we could get into school and avoid this embarrassing attention that we were drawing, but Andy seemed to revel in it all taking his own sweet time.I was so relieved to see the familiar faces of April and Ally. I hugged them both and tried to remain oblivious to all the learners staring at me, as we entered the foyer.
I was vaguely listening to Ally relate some of the incidents of our USA trip, and how Tom, used the opportunity to haul her around in his arms and parade with her as if she was the trophy he'd won, when I was drawn as if by some magnetic force to the lone figure of the person standing at the window, staring out into the car park. I almost choked on my breath, when I saw it was Rafe. So whilst the entire school was giving me a welcome reception, like I was royalty or something, he could not even be bothered to be in my presence. Even now he preferred to look out the window, to whatever fascinated his interest than to look at me. I felt anger build up and rage within me, as I thought about how I had been looking forward to coming home, to seeing him, to showing him the trophy I had brought home, just as he'd asked me to. But no, my entire school was at the airport, but not Your Highness Rafe Vega! Half of Sydney was there but not him. No phone call, email, or even text of congratulations or welcome back home from the arrogant son of a gun.
Even now he did not feel any necessity to greet me or offer any wishes, even as he observed me staring his way. It's as if to him, we were just ships passing each other at night and did not see the need to acknowledge each other for any reason whatsoever.
How could he be so hurtful? Doesn't he know how much I care for him, or the all consuming desire I have to know him in the biblical sense?
You are doing a really fine job, helping me kill the feelings I have for you Rafe. Keep going, by some extreme miracle, I will be over you soon, very soon, just as mom was able to wipe dad out from the slate of her heart, so too will I, Rafe, so too will I. And when by some miracle, he turned towards me, and our eyes locked, I forced myself to tear my eyes away from him, and try and concentrate on what Ally was relating to April about our trip. It was obvious he did not give a damn about me, best I remember that if I had any self respect left.
I was glad when the day of lessons was finally over, I mean it was an embarrassment going to every class, as everybody stood up to give me a standing ovation, and welcoming me back to school. I was so uncomfortable with all the attention.
'Rafe! What are you doing in the ladies shower?' I swallowed convulsively, silently glad that I'd changed into sweatpants and a jacket after my shower, although my hair was still dripping wet, resembling a drowning mouse.
Rafe just stared, not responding, taking in the freshly scrubbed face, the scent of lavender in the air, the tangles of silk plastered to her neck and shoulders.
'It can't go anymore,' Rafe murmured, his eyes holding mine.
'W__what!' I exclaimed in confusion.
'The zip,' he grinned, pointing to my finger nervously trying to zip up my jacket.
'Oh,' I stupidly mumbled, but he did not know that I had nothing on under the jacket, not a bra or a T. He just continued to gaze at me, as I tried to find something to say.
'You could get into trouble for being in the ladies shower rooms,' I tried to warn him as he started to walk towards me, and I nervously began moving backwards, nervously. I was so conscious of the fact that I looked like a bedraggled mouse right now. And I was shocked to see Rafe here.
'What__what if somebody comes in?' I squeaked, as I found myself against the wall, and nowhere else to go.
'I took care of it' he replied huskily, as his fingers experimentally touched those nerves going wild at my throat.
'H__how?' I drew the question out, as I shut my eyes to his slender fingers caressing my throat, then raking threw my wet hair. Closing my eyes only seemed to sharpen my other senses that could I feel his closeness. I could feel his ragged breathing on my cheek, the unique scent of his body. Feint trace of perspiration, as he had also been on the sports field. The ministrations of his hand was driving me wild, crazy, functioning at the most primitive level, ripping my self control to shreds. I forced my eyes open, to try to take control of the situation, mindful of where we are, one of the girls could walk in at any second. Rafe and I could get instant suspension for what we were doing, correction for what he was doing to me.
'I got the janitor to put an "Out of Order" sign on the door outside, Rafe grinned, cupping my face with his beautiful hands, as I stared into his dark eyes, so dark with unmistakable desire.
What the hell is he up to? Why is he in the girls' shower? Is he ashamed to be seen with me in public?
'Why did you do that?' I don't know if I asked the question in my mind, or if I spoke it out aloud.
'I did not get the memo explaining why you're so angry with me,' he whispered throatily, as his body pressed against mine, his head lowered and his lips brushed mine, in a soft sensuous kiss.
I licked my lip nervously, when I felt his muscular body mould against mine. It seemed to heighten Rafe's desire, I mean the evidence was there bulging inside his shorts, throbbing against my navel. I couldn't believe I had this power over his body, we hadn't even kissed yet, my hands were still nervously clenched at my sides. I decided to remedy that.
'You did not come to see me at the airport,' I accused, draping my arms around his neck.
'I'm sorry,' he kissed me again, this time the kiss was longer, drawing my lips apart.
'You did not call me or text me, or even visit me,' I murmured against his lips, arching my neck, so I could have his lips trailing a path of kisses down my throat that yearned crazily for his touch.
'I'm sorry,' he murmured again, and this time his mouth captured mine aggressively. There was nothing tame about the way he yanked my body against his, compelling my lips apart, as he deepened the kiss.
Our tongues entwined, I felt like I was in heaven, my hands raked into his hair, pulling him closer still. Rafe's kisses were beautiful, magical. Nobody, and I mean nobody kissed me senseless the way he does.
'Rafe,' I whispered, as I slid my hand under his vest, tracing over his muscular chest, and the fine dust of hairs on it.
I felt him shudder the moment I touched his chest, the bulge inside his shorts was like rock hard, piercing against me now. He drew his head slightly back. I loved seeing the desire blazing out of control in his eyes. He smiled at me, actually smiled at me. His thumb caressed my cheek.
'You are so beautiful Katy Michaels,' his thumb touched the zip of my jacket, and he slowly slid it downwards.
'No!' I whispered.
'No you're not beautiful,' he grinned devilishly, 'or no I should not unzip you?' he challenged.
'I'm not beautiful,' I stammered. Though I did not want him to unzip me either, when I had nothing on underneath. And he was confusing me, so I blurted the first thing, my brain communicated to the speech department.
'I beg to differ,' his hand very slowly continued its downward trend on the zip of my jacket.
'Rafe,' I half pleaded, half begged. Not knowing whether I wanted him to continue or not.
'I like the way you speak my name querida,' he kissed me again, and I kissed him back, as I felt his tongue experimenting inside my mouth, entangling with my tongue, then running teasingly over my upper lip. When I groaned my displeasure, his tongue came back inside my mouth, and we indulged in a marathon kiss. All my senses were fully heightened, as I felt Rafe undo the jacket zip completely. Somebody hit the pause button in my body as every organ was on standby. I stopped breathing. My hands were still around his neck, but dead still. Our faces were inches apart, gazing into each others' eyes.
'I want to see you querida,' his voice was hoarse, but like dripping with honey, that I could not deny him.
'I__' could not make a coherent reply.
Rafe gazed at the soft, firm well rounded breasts, beautiful milk white skin, like satin, the aroused nipples called out for his touch.
'You're so beautiful,' he groaned, as his palm closed over my breast.
'Rafe, oh Rafe,' I pulled his head down, and kissed him wildly, my fingers slipping under his vest, tracing over his vast shoulder blades, running down his spine.
His lips moved away from mine, I felt a cooling sensation, as his moist tongue traced a path from my throat down to my breast, and then his lips closed over my nipple, his teeth gently nibbling, and driving me crazy. My finger nails dug into his shoulders, I pressed at the nape of his neck, not wanting him to stop the sweet torture at my breasts. His lips moved to the other breast, mercilessly tormenting me.
'Rafe, please, __I want you.' Was that my voice begging, sounding like a wounded animal!
What was that ringing noise? Is it in my head? Like an alarm or a siren. Was the building on fire?Rafe pulled away, angling his head, he'd also heard it.
NO! you can't leave me like this.
'Katy it's your mobile,' Rafe groaned.
'What?' I mumbled incoherently.
'You're cell phone is ringing,' he went to my bag and retrieved the confounded instrument.
I groaned in frustration, wanting to aim it violently against the wall or flush it down the bloody toilet. I shut my eyes trying to right my breathing, feeling totally embarrassed, as I recalled begging Rafe to make love to me. I quickly zipped up my jacket before Rafe could come back with the phone.
'It seems Barney's calling you,' Rafe handed me the phone looking at the missed call on the screen.
'Oh my God!' I groaned, he's probably waiting outside.
And then it rang again and Andy was on the line.
'Where are you?' he asked irritatedly, I've gone around the school looking for you.'
'Sorry, I__I'm on my way,' I'm in the shower __room,' I looked guiltily at Rafe. 'I'll be there now,' I cut the call, as I looked at Rafe, wondering what next. Where do we go from here? Is he going to ask me to go out with him? God I want to, I want so much to be his girlfriend.
'Katy?'
'What?'
'We should get out of here,' Rafe smiled.
'Rafe, what happens now?' I wrung my fingers nervously.
'Now, you hurry out before Barney calls security,' he grinned, gliding his fingers through my hair.
'I'm serious,' I placed my hand on his chest, on the part of his skin that the vest did not cover.
Rafe clasped his hand over mine on his chest, his eyes locked with mine, then he turned my palm raising it to his lips, and pressed a delicious kiss in the centre of my palm. I wanted to throw my arms around him again, I wanted to kiss him again.
'Come, let's get out of here,' Rafe clasped my elbow, picking up my gym bag.
'You haven't answered me,' I reminded him.
'I'll call you,' he kissed my lips, as he peeped through the glass window before opening the door.
'You still have my number?' I hissed sarcastically.
'It doesn't become you to be so nasty querida,' he ran his thumb across my lip.
'You promise you'll call,' I pleaded, moving my lips across his thumb.
'I'll call you,' he repeated.
'Okay give me a big hug,' I smiled.
Rafe wrapped his arms tightly around me, I wound my hands around his neck, pressing my body against his, and to my delightful surprise, I realized he was still very much aroused. A naughty grin spread across my face.
'You think it's funny?' he kissed me aggressively, then opened the door and pushed me out.
'I could remedy that,' I whispered teasingly.
When I saw Rafe's eyes glare angrily, I laughed, and waved and hurried to the anxiously waiting Andy and Barney.
'Hi mom,' I serenaded, as I waltzed into the kitchen, 'sorry I'm late,' I murmured. I don't think even if I tried, I could wipe that pleased as punch smirk displayed across my face.
'You had a good day honey?' mom instantly zeroed in.
'Uh-huh. I'm going to shower,' I escaped mom's interrogative stare.
'But you spent like an hour in the shower at school,' Andy whined.
'Shut up,' I grabbed an apple and ran upstairs.
I do shower at school, but it's not the same as my own at home .Here I have my luxurious shampoos, bath gels, scented candles, heated towels. To be honest, I did not want to shower now. It sounds ridiculous even to my own ears, so I won't speak it aloud, but I did not want to wash the scent of Rafe still lingering on my body.
Oh Rafe, I do want you so much.
I stood in front of the mirror in my bath and slowly unzipped my jacket, just as I'd watch Rafe do so erotically. My jacket fell to the floor, I removed my pants and my undies and stood naked in front of the mirror, looking at my body through Rafe's eyes.
OMG he did not only kiss me today, he actually touched my breasts, and his lips sucked and caressed my nipples. Just thinking about him doing it, had me all aroused, and my nipples became firmly erect, aching for his touch again.
He'd said I was beautiful.
I suppose I was not bad looking. I was tall, slender, thanks to a high metabolism. I did not have too large breasts, they were, okay. I suppose I had curves in the right places, mom use to tell me jokingly that I had very good child bearing hips, I used to be embarrassed when she teased me, now I understood the practicality about it. Not that I'm imagining carrying Rafe's child or anything.
I ran to my bedroom, grabbed my cell and went back to the bath. Just in case Rafe called while I was in the bath. I filled up the bath, throwing into copious amounts of lavender bath salts. I lit the vanilla scented candles, and slid into the bath, closing my eyes and replaying every second in detail since I saw Rafe standing so adoringly in the girls shower. His dark smoldering eyes, the way that vein pulsed at his throat, the way his hands so softly traced over my skin. And his kisses, OMG, those earth shattering kisses.
Some twenty minutes later, when I felt like my skin began to wrinkle, and the water was more cold than warm, I dragged myself out, wrapped the warm bath sheet around me, still shivering, I hurried to my room to slip something warm on, only to find mom, relaxing comfortably on my bed.
'Make yourself comfortable, why don't you?' I grinned, still shivering.
'Thank you,' mom smiled, as she switched on the heater for me. But I was not fooled by that smile, make no mistake about it the interrogation was coming.
'Dinner ready?' I asked, hoping to delay the evitable.
'In a few minutes,' mom warmed up my PJ top in front of the heater, then draped it over my shoulder.
'Thanks,' I slipped it on, then put on fresh undies and the warmed up pants as well.
Mom just sat there patiently waiting for me to get dressed. My nerves were becoming strung, her silence was killing me. I think I'm going to explode.
'Okay mom I kissed Rafe today,' I blurted.
'It's written all over your face,' she replied softly.
'Please don't judge me mom.'
'Sweetheart, I don't want to sound like a scratched CD, but you can't be in a relationship with one guy, and go around making out with another.
'We didn't __make out.'
'You didn't?' she challenged.
You want details?
'We didn't, you know sleep together or anything. We just kissed,' I whispered.
'What about Jeff?'
'Should I break up with him?' a pained expression covered my face.
'You should have ended things with Jeff a long time ago honey. Whether you have anything going on with Rafe or not. You honestly know, that what you're doing to Jeff is wrong.'
'I'm sorry,' I mumbled.
'It's not me you should apologize to.'
'I can't tell Jeff. And you know Ally has feelings for Rafe.'
'So the two of you would rather sneak around like dishonest people?'
'No. I don't want to hurt anyone mom. I just don't know how to control what I feel for Rafe, and Jeff is so kind and sweet__.'
'Katy you need to be adult about this and be honest with Jeff.'
Oh boy when mom addressed me by my name, it was serious.
'I know, I'll break up with him tomorrow,' I lowered my head, studying my hands, avoiding mom's admonishing eyes.
'You're a good kid. I know you'll do the right thing,' mom smiled.
'I love you mom,' I hugged her.
'I love you too sweetheart,' she gave me a peck on my forehead, as she stood up.
'I'll be down for dinner just now mom.'
'Sweetheart,'
'Hmm?'
'Perhaps you shouldn't wear you heart on your sleeve so blatantly,' mom didn't wait for me to respond as she softly closed the door.
I lay on my bed, my thoughts eagerly going to Rafe again, thinking about his magical kiss, got me so turned on, when the object of my desire was ringing my cell phone. I jumped off the bed, sped to the bathroom and hit the answer button.
'Rafe,' I breathed excitedly.
'Buenos nochos querida.'
'Hi, what you doing?' I smiled.
'Talking to you,' I could imagine his smile at my stupid question.
'Am I disturbing you?' he asked.
'No, I'm just working on an assignment disproving Isaac Newton's theory on Quantum Physics.'
I heard this burst of laughter on the line, as I've never heard Rafe laugh so spontaneously before. OMG everything about him is just so beautiful.
'And I thought it was a guy called Max Planck, or something that laid claim to that theory,' his voiced sounded so seductive.
I could not believe I was talking to Rafe on the phone. My very first telephonic conversation with him.
'So are you wearing you Disney gear again?' he teased.
'I__.'
I looked down at the PJ's mom had taken out for me, they were just plain flannel, royal blue, warm and sensible.
'No they're just plain blue,' I grinned.
'So querida, do you not wear sexy lingerie?'
'Err__'
'Are you all embarrassed now?' he laughed.
'Shut up,' I murmured.
'Katy?'
'Yeah,' I breathed expectantly.
'I owe you an apology.'
'What about?' my mind raced in confusion.
'My opinion about you. I was wrong. I thought you were a spoilt, rich girl, with no good qualities.'
'And what changed your opinion?'
'You're humble, you respect people.' He was quiet for a few seconds then he added, 'And Roger tells me you're not spoilt.'
'You were discussing me with my stepdad?'
'We were driving past this orphanage, when Roger pointed it to me, saying you helped there quite often. He said a lot of good things about you querida.'
'Yeah trust fathers to brag about their daughters,' I laughed trying to hide my embarrassment.
'You're a good person Ms. Katy Michaels.'
'Okay who are you?' I demanded.
There was that seductive laugh again.
'Querida?'
'Yeah?'
'I didn't know you had such a beautiful body. I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight.'
'Rafe, you're embarrassing me.'
'It was a compliment.'
'Okay, then thank you,' I was secretly delighted.
'Good night, sleep tight.'
No! Don't go so quickly!
'Rafe, I had a wonderful time with you,' even though you ran the risk of us getting expelled. Oh and by the way my mom knows I kissed you.
'I enjoyed it too querida, now tell me good night.'
'Good night Rafe.'
After Rafe hung up, I still held the phone tightly, imagining he was still on the line, smiling from ear to ear, feeling like I was in seventh heaven.
My moment of glory was interru!pted by mom's shout from the bottom of the stairway.
Oh heck, dinner.
I scurried down the stairs to find everybody at the table awaiting me.
I looked at mom trying to hide the glow from my face. The look she gave me told me to wipe the stupid smile off my face.
'Hey dad, sorry to keep you waiting,' I looked at Roger apologetically.
'I'm starving, can we start dinner,' Roger nodded and looked at mom, who signaled chef to serve our meal.
'Yeah dad, I was starving after school too, but I don't know where Katy goes hiding for like an hour__.'
I kicked Andy under the table, hoping he'd shut his big trap, but the attention seeker yelped like a wounded animal.
'Andy!' dad spoke sternly. 'You're not trying to tattle tale, are you?'
'No sir,' with some difficulty, he pierced his fork into his peas.
'So dad,' can we go look at a car for me this weekend?' I asked.
'Darling you're free this Saturday?' Roger asked mom.
'Yes, I am.'
'Dad, I'll be able to drive my car to school right?'
'Sure sweetheart, as long as you give Andy a lift.'
'Why can't I ride with Barney?' he whined.
I glared at the obnoxious pain in the butt. He really was a spoilt so and so.
'She'll just bully me all the time mom,' Andy pleaded to mom, knowing he won't have his way with dad.
'Andy!' Roger spoke softly in that no nonsense tone of his.
'Fine,' he scowled, lowering his head.
'Yay! I'm going to finally get my car.I can't wait. My second car actually, if you count my gocart.
I couldn't wait to call April to let her know.
-End Chapter Nineteen-
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