Count on Me

Chapter Sixteen: Katrina's Apartment

"So this is your apartment," Mesut mused helping Katrina move her stuff back in, he was sad to see her go but he understood her decision; she would move back in with him when the time was right. 

It had come faster than Mesut had hoped and it came just in time for her to return to work, Katrina was thrilled even if Mesut was worried about her going back to the restaurant. 

The last thing that Mesut wanted was for people to get at her again, he knew how people could be and he didn't want her to face that; he wanted to protect Katrina for as long as possible. 

"It is," Katrina replied with a smile, she had missed her small apartment and she was glad to be back; even if that did mean that she was no longer living with Mesut. 

It was something that Katrina had grown used to but she wanted to put a little space between her and Mesut especially with all the marriage talk that was going on right now. 

Mesut looked around the small living space, he could see so much of Katrina in this apartment; it suited her and he was sure she would be fine here for now. 

"I'll go and get the rest of your stuff," Mesut murmured kissing Katrina quickly before he walked out of the apartment, it wasn't forever but it was just going to take some getting used to. 

Watching her boyfriend hurrying out of the apartment, Katrina sighed running a hand through her hair and wondered if Mesut was going to be able to cope without her being in his home all the time. 

It was going to be strange enough returning to work and spending time around her family; Katrina couldn't imagine what was going to happen not seeing Mesut all the time. 

Taking the suitcase that she had brought up with her, Katrina moved it into her bedroom to start unpacking knowing that it was going to be a strange night.

***

"That's everything," Mesut murmured disappointed that it hadn't taken him long to bring Katrina's stuff up to the apartment, something that he regretted since that meant that he would have to leave soon. 

It was strange to think that things were changing so much for them and Mesut hoped that Katrina would be back in his home soon; he was sure that this wasn't a permanent thing. 

Nodding her head slowly, Katrina offered him a smile knowing that he would have to get going; she didn't want him to leave and she was just hopeful that it would work out. 

"Maybe you could stay for dinner?" Katrina suggested offering Mesut a smile, she didn't want him to leave and she was sure that he had little interest in going home to an empty house. 

Staring at Katrina, a smile formed on Mesut's face and he nodded his head glad to stay with her for as long as she allowed; he didn't want to go home and have dinner alone. 

"I'd like that," Mesut said knowing that he would rather spend time with her, he leant against the door frame and watched her get to her feet. 

It had been a quiet day for them and apart from the move to Katrina's apartment nothing had really happened; they were both just glad that this was going to be okay. 

Katrina smiled pleased that he was going to stay, she brushed off her jeans before she walked over to him; she had long since removed her shoes and she was glad of that now. 

"I think I have some take out menus in the kitchen," Katrina revealed kissing his cheek, she moved past Mesut and into her living area to find the menus to see what they wanted. 

Mesut took a deep breath, he honestly wasn't sure how he was going to sleep tonight with her around; he wasn't sure what he would do but he was going to have to get used to it and quickly.

***

Leaning back on the couch, Mesut closed his eyes knowing that he was going to have to leave soon to head home; he was dreading it but he knew that he had to, he was trying to do this for Katrina. 

Katrina rested her head on Mesut's shoulder, she was so relaxed and she couldn't imagine what was going to happen when Mesut would leave; she wished that this would be easier for them. 

"I should get home to Balboa and Capone," Mesut mused opening his eyes, he looked at Katrina knowing that this wasn't going to be an easy thing; he didn't want to get too comfortable and the dogs would need feeding and walking. 

Nodding her head, Katrina sighed getting to her feet and looking to Mesut knowing that she had been dreading this moment and she knew that he did have to go home; she was the one that had decided to move out. 

Slipping his shoes back on, Mesut tried to keep himself calm and he was sure that it would get easier for them both; he was just going to have to deal with this. 

"I will call you tomorrow after work," Katrina said offering him a small smile, she tried to keep the tears out of her eyes and she knew that she was doing the right thing. 

They were still working things out and the idea of starting to think about marriage was a little scary, Katrina didn't think they were quiet ready for that just yet. 

Mesut nodded his head and kissed Katrina, he was going to miss her and he doubted that he would be able to resist coming over to see her; he pulled back knowing that it was getting late and he needed to go. 

Katrina searched his face for a moment before she kissed Mesut again, her arms slowly slipping around his neck; she couldn't resist even if she knew that he had to go.

Deepening the kiss, Mesut rested his hands on Katrina's hips forgetting everything for a moment to enjoy this; he felt Katrina's body press against his and he moaned into the kiss knowing that there was something different about this. 

Biting Mesut's lip, Katrina slowly pulled away searching his eyes knowing that she felt ready for the next step; she swallowed as Mesut brushed some hair from her face. 

"Are you sure?" Mesut breathed his lips brushing against hers, his fingers slipping under the jewel trim print tunic that she was wearing; his fingers resting against her stomach waiting for her answer. 

Mesut was more than happy to wait if she wasn't ready for this, he searched her face and waited until she responded. 

Nodding her head, Katrina kissed Mesut as her hands eagerly started to help him out of the shirt that he was wearing; she squeaked when his hands slide down to her thighs and lifted her up. 

Wrapping her legs around Mesut's waist as he carried her into the bedroom; his lips moving eagerly against hers as her started to remove her tunic. 

Stumbling towards the bed, Mesut was almost relieved when his knees hit the edge of it; he carefully set Katrina down before he pulled off his shirt and started on his jeans. 

Pausing for a moment, Mesut rested his hands on the top of his jeans; he took deep breathes and tried to calm himself knowing that he would stop at any time if she wasn't ready for this. 

"I am sure about this," Katrina reassured, she leaned back on the bed knowing that while she was a little nervous; Mesut wasn't going to rush her and she was glad. 

Pushing down his jeans, Mesut leant forward and kissed Katrina knowing that he would do anything to make her comfortable; he didn't want to hurt her in anyway.