dropped her suitcases and stood there as tall as she could with her hands on her hips, her body radiating all of the indignation her mind could muster up.
Jason took a step back and looked her up and down, his eyebrows raised in surprise. Katie was just beginning to wonder if she hadn't reacted just a BIT harshly, and starting to feel just a tiny bit bad about maybe hurting his feelings...when he burst out laughing.
She seriously considered punching him right in the mouth.
“What’s so funny Jas?” Sophie giggled as she came bounding across the lawn.
“Yes, I was just about to ask the same thing,” Katie said, through a large smile and clenched teeth.
“Well, I'll tell you. It’s just that Kit Kat is still just as easily riled up as always, and even after all these years, it never ceases to amuse me.”
Jason chuckled as he reached out and took the suitcases, as if his observation were the height of hilarity.
“Wow, I always wondered why God put me on this earth,” Katie said sarcastically, “and now I have my answer. Clearly it was to amuse you, Mr. Sloan.”
As she looked up at him, concentrating with all her might to broadcast her VERY BEST look of disdain, he leaned down and stared intently into her eyes. Then, in a low and oh-so-sexy-tone that only she could hear, he said, “Well I’ve always known that God put you here for me, Kit Kat. I'm just glad that, even though it took you more than 20 years, you finally realize it, too.”
Katie stood stock still, having lost the ability to move or speak. She barely heard all of the commotion and the voices surrounding her as everyone started getting into their assigned vehicles. It all just sounded like white noise.
All she could do was stare into Jason’s golden brown eyes and try to remember to breathe. Even though there were probably fifteen people buzzing around them, Katie felt as if she and Jason were the only two people on the planet.
Why was he having such an insane effect on her? They had never had this kind of chemistry before. Well...not until the night that she left Harper's Crossing. Maybe it was just left over tension from that night.
That must be it.
She just had to put it in perspective. She couldn't make the mistake of reading too much into the reaction she was having to him. At least, that's what her head kept telling her. And for ONCE where Jason was concerned, she was determined to listen to her brain, instead of being bossed around by what her heart (and other parts of her body located slightly SOUTH of her heart) were trying to tell her.
“Katie...Katie...” She heard Sophie’s voice as if it were traveling to her from a million miles away. But when she slowly came out of her Jason-induced fog, she looked over and was surprised to discover that Sophie was still standing right next to her.
“Huh?” Katie heard herself ask. Sophie smirked a little, good-naturedly, and that was enough to bring Katie all the way back to herself. As she quickly became more aware of her surroundings she said briskly, “Oh, right, OK. Are we ready to go? Let me just put my suitcases inside.”
She reached to take her suitcases back from Jason, but he didn't let them go.
“That’s okay, Kit Kat. You go ahead. I’ll take them inside. I don’t have to be at my fitting for an hour.”
Katie tugged at the luggage and gritted her teeth.
“No, that’s really okay. I can do it. Hand them over, Jas,” Katie demanded as she pulled the handle harder.
“Now, Kit Kat,” Jason said in a seemingly-sincere-yet-somehow-dangerously-close-to-being-condescending tone, “You don’t want to make the bride late for her final fitting do you?”
“Oh, just let Jason take them in, Katie,” Sophie chattered as she pulled Katie towards her Aunt’s white SUV, “Aunt Wendy’s in the car and Mom already left. We're about five minutes late as it is.”
“But...you can’t get in,” Katie said, her last ditch attempt at an argument, even though she had
Jason took a step back and looked her up and down, his eyebrows raised in surprise. Katie was just beginning to wonder if she hadn't reacted just a BIT harshly, and starting to feel just a tiny bit bad about maybe hurting his feelings...when he burst out laughing.
She seriously considered punching him right in the mouth.
“What’s so funny Jas?” Sophie giggled as she came bounding across the lawn.
“Yes, I was just about to ask the same thing,” Katie said, through a large smile and clenched teeth.
“Well, I'll tell you. It’s just that Kit Kat is still just as easily riled up as always, and even after all these years, it never ceases to amuse me.”
Jason chuckled as he reached out and took the suitcases, as if his observation were the height of hilarity.
“Wow, I always wondered why God put me on this earth,” Katie said sarcastically, “and now I have my answer. Clearly it was to amuse you, Mr. Sloan.”
As she looked up at him, concentrating with all her might to broadcast her VERY BEST look of disdain, he leaned down and stared intently into her eyes. Then, in a low and oh-so-sexy-tone that only she could hear, he said, “Well I’ve always known that God put you here for me, Kit Kat. I'm just glad that, even though it took you more than 20 years, you finally realize it, too.”
Katie stood stock still, having lost the ability to move or speak. She barely heard all of the commotion and the voices surrounding her as everyone started getting into their assigned vehicles. It all just sounded like white noise.
All she could do was stare into Jason’s golden brown eyes and try to remember to breathe. Even though there were probably fifteen people buzzing around them, Katie felt as if she and Jason were the only two people on the planet.
Why was he having such an insane effect on her? They had never had this kind of chemistry before. Well...not until the night that she left Harper's Crossing. Maybe it was just left over tension from that night.
That must be it.
She just had to put it in perspective. She couldn't make the mistake of reading too much into the reaction she was having to him. At least, that's what her head kept telling her. And for ONCE where Jason was concerned, she was determined to listen to her brain, instead of being bossed around by what her heart (and other parts of her body located slightly SOUTH of her heart) were trying to tell her.
“Katie...Katie...” She heard Sophie’s voice as if it were traveling to her from a million miles away. But when she slowly came out of her Jason-induced fog, she looked over and was surprised to discover that Sophie was still standing right next to her.
“Huh?” Katie heard herself ask. Sophie smirked a little, good-naturedly, and that was enough to bring Katie all the way back to herself. As she quickly became more aware of her surroundings she said briskly, “Oh, right, OK. Are we ready to go? Let me just put my suitcases inside.”
She reached to take her suitcases back from Jason, but he didn't let them go.
“That’s okay, Kit Kat. You go ahead. I’ll take them inside. I don’t have to be at my fitting for an hour.”
Katie tugged at the luggage and gritted her teeth.
“No, that’s really okay. I can do it. Hand them over, Jas,” Katie demanded as she pulled the handle harder.
“Now, Kit Kat,” Jason said in a seemingly-sincere-yet-somehow-dangerously-close-to-being-condescending tone, “You don’t want to make the bride late for her final fitting do you?”
“Oh, just let Jason take them in, Katie,” Sophie chattered as she pulled Katie towards her Aunt’s white SUV, “Aunt Wendy’s in the car and Mom already left. We're about five minutes late as it is.”
“But...you can’t get in,” Katie said, her last ditch attempt at an argument, even though she had
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