to notice what just happened.
It was too much for me to handle and process. And Lindsey had gone with him! That stupid molly pill! She wasn’t thinking straight! Damn it!
“Whoa, whoa, Kate!” The bouncer who recognized me earlier grabbed my wrist. I jumped and pulled it away, still frazzled. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Just, are you sure you want to go back in there. We can’t protect VIPS in there.”
We can’t protect you in there.
If they were supposed to be protecting the VIPs out here, then how the hell did that just happen to me? Oh, right. The move was made by their boss.
I shook my head yes, fighting the panic attack that I felt rising.
“Well, alright.” He released his grip.
Once back inside the home, I took the first right, and then another right, and yet another right. I walked down a secluded hallway and opened a door fast before shutting the world out behind me.
My heart pounded wildly as I slid my back down the door. I could hear the music kissing the walls, making its presence faintly known. It would take the physical act of walking half a mile down the block to escape the cacophony.
My head pounded like a wild drum. I sought to catch my breath and recalibrate. I need to process everything that had just happened. How the hell had Ramon gotten access to this party? I hadn’t followed his career or him or anything. Was he really about to go pro?
I shook my head and clutched my phone. No, no, no, I would not look him up.
You will not look him up!
Being determined to lose weight and change your life comes with a very important trait: sheer self-will.
I hadn’t looked up Ramon even once. Why would I? He broke my heart! During my intensive in France, one of the first things I learned in therapy was to stay away from triggers.
Ramon was a trigger.
But damn, did he look good. Really good.
And hot damn, that kiss! I shook my head and touched my lips with trembling fingers. I’d never been kissed like that. The way he took claim to me, it was as if I was already his and Clementine didn’t know it.
Whatever the fuck that was, I wasn’t going to be any man’s little plaything. I wasn’t—
Knock. Knock.
The knocking caused me to scream out. I held my breath, hoping whoever it was would go away.
The knock was lighter again. “Cat? …I know you’re in there. It’s me. Ramon.”
Ramon
The door opened slowly. I looked into her eyes as she retreated and sat back on the floor, looking down at the ground, “What are you doing here, Ramon?”
Her words were hard, bitter, and she wouldn’t even make eye contact with me.
“Hey…I…look… Don’t be mad at me for that kiss. I had to protect you. Fight that horny prick off.”
“So, what? I’m a supermodel now, and now you’re proud to be seen with me? To claim me? To kiss me?”
She was so adorably cute when she was mad. Her cheeks flushed rosy pink. She was still the same Cat to me. I knew her heart of gold. Other guys didn’t see that. My fists were balled tightly by my sides thinking of what could have happened to her had I not been here to protect her. Her eyes noticed everything. I clenched my jaw.
“What? So now you’re like the amazing Hulk or something now? A superhero? Swooping in and saving the damsel in distress? Where’s your cap, since you’re all Superman and stuff?”
Leave it to her to have to say something witty even when she’s mad.
“I’ve been called other things.” I took a step closer. You could feel the electricity between us. It was so thick.
“You know, I train everyday in boxing. I know how to lay it on someone when they get fresh.” She shot at me.
“Yeah, my face still stings.”
She sat with her legs crossed and in that two part dress, her abs were tight and toned and I couldn’t help but to stare at the chiseled line she had in her upper abs. I wanted to run my hands over them. I wanted to touch every inch of her body. I wanted to make her forget everything. Her
It was too much for me to handle and process. And Lindsey had gone with him! That stupid molly pill! She wasn’t thinking straight! Damn it!
“Whoa, whoa, Kate!” The bouncer who recognized me earlier grabbed my wrist. I jumped and pulled it away, still frazzled. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Just, are you sure you want to go back in there. We can’t protect VIPS in there.”
We can’t protect you in there.
If they were supposed to be protecting the VIPs out here, then how the hell did that just happen to me? Oh, right. The move was made by their boss.
I shook my head yes, fighting the panic attack that I felt rising.
“Well, alright.” He released his grip.
Once back inside the home, I took the first right, and then another right, and yet another right. I walked down a secluded hallway and opened a door fast before shutting the world out behind me.
My heart pounded wildly as I slid my back down the door. I could hear the music kissing the walls, making its presence faintly known. It would take the physical act of walking half a mile down the block to escape the cacophony.
My head pounded like a wild drum. I sought to catch my breath and recalibrate. I need to process everything that had just happened. How the hell had Ramon gotten access to this party? I hadn’t followed his career or him or anything. Was he really about to go pro?
I shook my head and clutched my phone. No, no, no, I would not look him up.
You will not look him up!
Being determined to lose weight and change your life comes with a very important trait: sheer self-will.
I hadn’t looked up Ramon even once. Why would I? He broke my heart! During my intensive in France, one of the first things I learned in therapy was to stay away from triggers.
Ramon was a trigger.
But damn, did he look good. Really good.
And hot damn, that kiss! I shook my head and touched my lips with trembling fingers. I’d never been kissed like that. The way he took claim to me, it was as if I was already his and Clementine didn’t know it.
Whatever the fuck that was, I wasn’t going to be any man’s little plaything. I wasn’t—
Knock. Knock.
The knocking caused me to scream out. I held my breath, hoping whoever it was would go away.
The knock was lighter again. “Cat? …I know you’re in there. It’s me. Ramon.”
Ramon
The door opened slowly. I looked into her eyes as she retreated and sat back on the floor, looking down at the ground, “What are you doing here, Ramon?”
Her words were hard, bitter, and she wouldn’t even make eye contact with me.
“Hey…I…look… Don’t be mad at me for that kiss. I had to protect you. Fight that horny prick off.”
“So, what? I’m a supermodel now, and now you’re proud to be seen with me? To claim me? To kiss me?”
She was so adorably cute when she was mad. Her cheeks flushed rosy pink. She was still the same Cat to me. I knew her heart of gold. Other guys didn’t see that. My fists were balled tightly by my sides thinking of what could have happened to her had I not been here to protect her. Her eyes noticed everything. I clenched my jaw.
“What? So now you’re like the amazing Hulk or something now? A superhero? Swooping in and saving the damsel in distress? Where’s your cap, since you’re all Superman and stuff?”
Leave it to her to have to say something witty even when she’s mad.
“I’ve been called other things.” I took a step closer. You could feel the electricity between us. It was so thick.
“You know, I train everyday in boxing. I know how to lay it on someone when they get fresh.” She shot at me.
“Yeah, my face still stings.”
She sat with her legs crossed and in that two part dress, her abs were tight and toned and I couldn’t help but to stare at the chiseled line she had in her upper abs. I wanted to run my hands over them. I wanted to touch every inch of her body. I wanted to make her forget everything. Her
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