The Way Things Change

Chapter 46

*Kate's POV* 

I couldn't look at him. I was too embarrassed. My cheek turned crimson. Did I really have to say it so bluntly? 

But it was true. I had been for a while. I actually wanted to do it after I realized I loved him. I wanted to prove that I meant it. But he stopped me. Which was really frustrating. Every time he had touched me since, it was hard for me to control myself.  

When I walked down the stairs and I saw him waiting for me, I just wanted to jump his bones right then and there. I didn't care that his family was there. Okay, that's a lie, but he was so damn hot. Not that he had done anything special for that to happen, but there was just something about him tonight. I was too nervous to look at him, anxious that I might do something I would regret. And I really did want to go on a date with him, before anything happened. Even though it wasn't all that fancy.  

I knew that if I said anything before we got our food, we wouldn't be eating at all tonight. I knew that he wanted to do it. Hell, even Eleanor knew it. And I could see it in his eyes tonight. They had turned darker from lust. Thank God Gemma had forced me into this outfit. I must admit that I liked the way I looked tonight.  

He still hadn't said anything. He just sat there, his eyes wide and mouth open. He looked kind of like a goldfish when he did that. I must remind myself to tell him that some day... 

He was still not gonna say anything, so I decided to say something instead.  

"Harry, when I saw you standing at the bottom of the stairs, I wanted you right then and there. Not just wanted, needed you. I need you so badly, you have no idea..." I sighed. What more could I tell him? I practically begged him for sex. What more would a guy want? 

"Okay Harry. I'll give you a minute to think. I'll just go... powder my nose or something." I couldn't hide the annoyance and hurt in my voice. How could he not respond to what I said? I thought he wanted to as well. I stood up, still no response from Harry. No attempt to stop me. He was looking into thin air. I sighed and walked to the restroom.  

Why didn't he want me? Was there something wrong with me? Was I too forward? Did I scare him off? Would he still be at the table when I returned? Was he disgusted by me? Why was I getting so emotional? In a swift movement I wiped a single tear away from my cheek.  

"Calm down Kate. There is nothing wrong, you are overthinking this. Breathe. Everything is fine. He loves you. You love him. What you said can't change that." I gave myself a little pep talk. But I doubted if it was true.  

I looked myself in the mirror, fixing up on my makeup. You actually don't look that bad, even though you just cried. Your makeup isn't smeared. I should tell Gemma thanks again. She did a good job. I smiled at my reflection. If he doesn't want to yet, you just have to persuade him. Use every trick in the book. It used to work on... Well, I think it works on every guy really. I got a mischievous look on my face. If he wasn't in the mood yet, I knew what would make him.  

Coming out of the restroom I saw the waiter walking away from our table. Harry was getting up and grabbed his coat. I probably should have brought a coat, it was probably freezing outside. When he looked in my direction a cheeky smirk appeared on his face.