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know why,” she groans .
    “ I want to hear you say it, ” I say, pushing her hair from her eyes.  She sighs and I can ’ t hold back any longer.  I stroke her cheek with my hand and lean in to kiss her soft lips. I half expect her to push me back, but I can ’ t stop myself right now. I have to do it. I have to kiss her.  I need to kiss her.   Kate returns my kiss with soft, feathery kisses of her own and then parts her lips, inviting me in.  Playfully, I tug on her bottom lip with my teeth , and Kate moans softly into my mouth.  I pour my satisfaction into a smile as she peers into my eyes.
    “ I want you, ” she admits, her voice soft, almost innocent.  It surprises me. I didn ’ t know she could sound like that.  “ I can ’ t stand seeing you with someone else, ” she continues, clutching my cheeks with her hands.
    “ I get it, ” I nod.  “ I ’ ve lived it for weeks, ” I say with obvious resentment in my voice.  Kate looks like I ’ ve slapped her across the face. She pulls her hands away and is silent for what feels like several minutes.
    “ I should get back to work, ” she says dismissively.
    “ Fine, ” I snap, “ whatever. ”
    “ What the hell? ” She turns, glaring at me.
    “ What? ” I yell. “ Do you seriously not get it? ”
    “ Get what ? ” she screams, throwing her arms up in the air.
    “ You have me, Kate.  I ’ m yours, ” I yell, pulling at my hair in utter frustration. “ Make a fucking decision for God ’ s sake. ”
    Kate storms towards me and pushes me against the wall.  She crushes me with her lips as I grab her ass and lift her into my arms, turning our bodies to press her against the door.  Her tongue strokes mine in such a delicious way , and I ’ m instantly hard.  I can ’ t get enough of her.  I suck the soft skin of her neck and she sighs, whispering my name, “ Ev .”  Just hearing that pushes me further. Instinctively, I pull at the ties of her apron, yanking it off of her and exploring her back with my fingers.  Her skin is soft and silky, just as I ’ d imagined it.  Again, she says my name and for a moment I panic.  Please don ’ t stop this. I grasp her hair in my hands and pull back slightly.  She gasps and looks me dead in the eyes.
    “ Come home with me, ” she says, “ please .”  Desire pulses through my veins.
    “ What about your boyfriend?  You have to choose ,” I say, fighting for breath.
    “ I ’ ll end it, I promise.  I ’ ll call him, text him, whatever you want.  Just come home with me .”  She whispers, “ You ’ re the one I want. ”
    Grabbing her cheeks forcefully, I press my lips to hers once again. Immediately she opens her mouth and deepens the kiss.  Her tongue strokes mine desperately, like she wouldn ’ t be able to stop if she wanted to. Her fingers run forcefully through my hair as I stroke her back, kneading her muscles with the pads of my fingers.  Kissing Kate is like nothing I ’ ve ever experienced.  And as much as I want to think I ’ m the good guy, as much as I ’ ve proclaimed that sleeping with an attached girl isn ’ t my style, I ’ m not walking away.  I can ’ t. I have her now. She ’ s mine . And I ’ m not going anywhere.

 
Chapter 6
     
    Kate
     
    January 19, 2008
     
    The room is dim, aside from the small Tiffany lamp glowing from my nightstand.  My grandmother gave me that lamp, and even though it really wasn ’ t my style at all, I couldn ’ t let go of it.  It has become a constant in my life.  No matter where I live, I always bring Nana ’ s lamp.  Nana was the one person who “ got me ” , who understood my personality.  We were so much alike, and it was so nice having her there to talk to when my parents didn ’ t make the effort.  But, she passed away two years ago, and I miss her every single day.
    Evan lets out a yawn and begins to thread his fingers through his gorgeous, chocolate brown hair.  He gives me his signature smirk