Together Forever

Part 22

I wake up with the sun shining in my face. The curtains has been drawn and the room smells good.

I turn on my back and sit up right. The bathroom door is closed and I hear the water running from the shower.

The smell of bacon fills my nose and when I look next to me there sits a tray with a full breakfast. There's two slices of toast, two slices of bacon, one cooked egg and some fries on the side.

Yum!

I dig in and when I finish I made the bed, then put on some fresh clothes.

I decided to put on black skinny jeans, a lose grey top and my sneakers. My hair is a mess the last few days so I just pull it up into a messy bun.

The bathroom door opens and Peter walks out in dark blue jeans, a black t-shirt and also had sneakers on. His hair is ruffled and droplets of water still falls from his hair but can nearly be seen.

"Morning." I say.

"Morning. I'm glad you ate we have a long day ahead of us." Peter says and kisses my cheek.

"I have two questions before we do anything." I say standing still as he packs his things.

"So early Kate." He says and there is a trace of irritation in his voice.

"Well first, what are we now? And secondly what are we going to do today?" I ask waving my hand between us and then putting them on my hips.

Peter firts stares at me for a second getting his thoughts together.

"For your first question, let's take it slow and see what happens and for the second, we're going home." Peter says.

Home? Was he insane?

"Are you insane? They'll kill us there." I ask Peter.

"Don't worry, I've got you." He says with a wink then packs his stuff further.

I leave him to go brush my teeth and wash my face. I look hundred times beter today than any other day. Last night almost felt magical. I wonder if Peter also thought that.

After we gathered our things we booked out of the hotel and got into the BMW that drove us yesterday. It was only half an hour drive to the airport where we got onto Peter's private jet and flew back to California.

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"It's so good to see you! How was the honeymoon?" Margaret squeal when I open the door.

I hug her tightly. We arrived yesterday but Peter refused to let her come, he said we needed rest it was a long flight but the truth is that he don't want her here preying in on what's going on, it can put her in danger as well.

"It was wonderful. Come in." I open the door wider as she enters.

We both walk to the kitchen and I pour water in the kettle for some coffee. I haven't seen Margaret for over three weeks and I didn't think I'd miss her this much.

"So how's things between you two now?"She asks out of curiosity.

"It's honestly been better." I say and give her a genuine smile.

We spent the rest of the afternoon talking and catching up on missed time, Margaret definitely had some good juicy stories to tell me about her lover, seems like a really good guy.

"We sould definitely have a double date one day, if you don't mind." Margaret asked.

"Sure why not? I'll talk to Peter then let you know." I answer really excited about this.

Margaret stayed a little longer than intended but finally managed to leave the house. I immediately got started with the dinner for when Peter arrived home he can just eat and go to bed.

Just as I take the casserole out of the oven Peter comes in.

I hear him putting the keys in the box then taking his jacket off.

"Smells good in here." He complements me.

"Thanks, take a seat." I offer and Peter sits on one of the chairs while I plate up.

We talked a little about how his day was and then how my day was but then the conversation went dead. I cleaned up and washed dishes after we ate while Peter went to his study.

I know we had a moment the day before yesterday but it doesn't feel like Peter's taking it as seriously as I am. Maby he was just horny and now that he got what he wanted he's done.

I wipe the counter one more time and then lean against it staring out of the big windows.

Something catches my eye and when I walk toward the glass I see it's a reflection of a man. He's camouflaged from head to toes.

He holds out a pistol aiming right at me.

"Peter!" I yell at the top of my lungs then bullets start flying in my direction.

I jump up in the air flying over the counter to get to safety.

I see Peter running down the stairs having a gun of his own, as soon as he see where the shooter is he began firing his gun.

He ran after the imposter and the front door open revealing Jack.

"Kate!" He shouts and run to me.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." I say but then I look down at my shirt realizing that it's wet against my body.

There's blood everywhere. I've been shot.

Jack grabs some kitchen towels and hold it against my tummy. I don't feel pain but I sure do feel nauseous.

Jack takes his phone out calling someone telling them to come as fast as they could.

My head starts to spin and the pain in my abdomen started to come through the adrenaline.

Peter runs back to the house through the broken window. When he sees me his eyes widen and he rushes over.

"Kate! Kate! KATE!" He yells.

"Stop yelling." I growl at him which earned a laugh from Jack.

"Sarah is coming. Hold on. She'll be fine." Jack pats Peter on the back but I doubt he heard a thing.

Peter holds me tight in his arms stroking my hair.

"Where is she?" Peter stared to get impatient but then the door busts open reveling Sarah.

"Here we go." She says as she lets me lay flat on the ground with an oxygen mask over my face.

I began to see double of everything, it's the blood loss. I lose consciousness only remembering the most beautiful green eyes, with a single tear forming in one of them.