Arriving at McDonald's still in my training gear I look around the restaurant for Catherine and I spot her over in the far corner, walking over to her slowly I see she's deep in thought nibbling on a French Fry. My cock twitches at the sight—fuck.
Shaking my head of it's naughty thoughts I walk closer to her, she sighs almost sadly, I clear my throat to gain her attention but that doesn't work. "Hey" I murmur and she's looks at me startled. "Fucking hell, craig? What are you? A ninja?" she huffs holding her chest as she glares at me.
Fuck. Me—she's cute as fuck when she's angry.
I chuckle. "Actually, Kitty Cat. I did try and get your attention before but you looked too deep in thought" I say as I sit down in the opposite bench.
"You did?" she asks me eyes wide.
Nodding, I rob a couple of chips and shove them in my mouth.
"No, please do help yourself" she says sarcastically waving at her food.
Winking at her with a big grin. "Don't mind if I do" I chuckle. "Have you been here long?" I ask her.
She shrugs. "Not long, bout 10-15mins" she says drinking some of her drink before putting it back down again."So, what did you wanna meet me for?" she asks me curiously.
I shrug taking her drink, putting my lips on the straw that her gorgeous lips have just been wrapped around hoping to get a taste of her, it's a milkshake, a chocolate milkshake.
Mmmm, Kitty Cat and Milkshake!! Delicious.
"Just thought we could hang out" I tell her honestly. I want her to understand that I know she's not like every other girl I've been with.
She frowns in confusion. "Hang out? Why?" she asks. "Why could you possibly wanna hang out with the likes of me for?" she huffs and I realise she's using Rebecca's words she used earlier.
Fuck, she's so fucking cute when she's pissed.
"Kitty Cat, I think you're amazing, as soon as I saw you at that wedding" I stop myself shaking my head before I sound like a fucking pussy.
"But Becky said—" Catherine says before I stop her.
"Rebecca Mullergan is a cruel bitch Catherine, she always has been since we were kids" I tell her as I reach for her hand and I get that electric feeling as our hands touch but I don't let go.
Okay, why the fuck am I holding her hand? I don't hold hand's ever, and it's occurred to me that I've already done this, several times without even realising it, that should fucking scare me, yet I want to hold hers. "I want to get to know you, I want you to get to know me Catherine—the real me, I have a feeling you know I have two sides—The Craig Berkeley AKA russ's little brother/manwhore" I growl. "And then theres the real me, nobody knows that side of me, and yet—you seem to get me, I don't know what it is about you, Kitty Cat, but I'd like to" I tell her.
I watch as she's sat there deep in thought biting her fucking lip— fuck me.
"So, what? just as friends?? Casual? or are we talking dates?" she asks curiously, as she messes with her straw on her milkshake.
"How about all three for now, just without the label until we're both comfortable with each other" I tell her.
She stares at me quietly considering whether or not to say yes, before she sighs heavily."I don't know, Craig" she hesitates but I see in her eyes that she wants this, wants me.
"Just think about it, okay?" I plead reaching for her hand again. "Think about it, and let me know?" I say before I squeeze her hand in mine.
I study her as she looks at our joined hands and back to me. I wonder if she can feel it too?
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Cat & Her First Love (Novella Of The "And Her" Series) (COMPLETED) (UNEDITED)
Romance**READ AMBER & HER BALLER FIRST** Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same ~ Emily Bronte Catherine: At nearly 17yrs of age, I wasn't one of the popular girl's in school, I didn't care about that though. I was quiet, and kept to my...
