Can't get you out of my head.

Chapter 15

Meeting him was terrifying and exciting at the exact same time. He met you at the apartment and you could tell there was something on his mind. Did he know about you meeting Andy for coffee? Was this about Kate? You hated the fake smile on his face when he told you who she was, almost the same smile as the one he has when he is just about to finish getting ready for Prime Ministers questions. But also exciting because he wants it to be alone with you. You couldnt help but wonder what would happen but you were brought out of the thousands of different thoughts racing around your mind by a knock on the door.

Knock.

Shit you look at yourself in the mirror and a wave of nerves hit you instantly. This is Keir he isnt going to care what you look like, one half of your brain is saying but the other is screaming that youve done a lot of stuff since then.

Knock. Knock.

You go to the door and open it saying fuck it to the half of your brain worried about your looks. He takes a look at you and smiles. "Hey."

"Can I come in?" He asks before looking down at you. "Have you changed?"

See he does care, your brain yells. "No I just took off the jumper. Come in." you said allowing him in you go to turn to walk away but he grabs your wrist and spins you back to him. Keir. You mutter before feeling his lips press to your neck as your back hits the wall.

"If you want me to stop, tell me now," he whispers. When you say nothing, he brushed his mouth against your ear. "Or now." He traced the line of your cheekbone. "Or now." His lips against yours.

"Or—" Keir says lifting off you but you pull him to you, and the rest of his words are lost against your mouth. He kisses you gently, carefully, but it isnt gentleness you want, not now, not after all this time, waiting to be with each other. Something had clicked that night and the thoughts of Kate disappeared as soon as you saw the look of want in his eye. You knot your fist in his shirt, pulling him harder against you. He groans softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circle you, gathering you against him.