Belonging To Him

chapter eleven

Kat's pov

" umm you wanna come in? " the words fall out of my mouth before I could stop them.

He looks surprised that I did. Me too papi me too. I cringe on my own thoughts Papi???!! " you want me to come in? "

" sure? " he smiles like I just told him he won a lottery. I turn and unlock the apartment and I step in he follows me

I turn around and he's looking all around trying to take in our place " nice place "

" thanks. I'm gonna go and change these heels are killing me. So make your self at home I'll be back. "

I could have swore that I heard him mutter something about my ass. But that could easily be my imagination running wild.

I quickly go you my room, take off my clothes and go to my close. I take out a baggy soft blue off shoulder sweeter and black sweats. I put my hair in a low messy bun and walk out.

When I came out Cade is on the couch flipping though the TV channels. " found anything interesting? " I ask he turns around and looks at me up and down " no angel nothing interesting on. " he says in a husky voice." would you like a beer? " I ask " sure " I turn around grab two beers and walked back to the couch. I hand him the beer and sit cross legged facing him. He's still flipping through channels. I take my time checking him out.

From he's dark blonde hair, almost brown. Which is long-ish on the top but shorter at the sides. I just wanna run my hand through he's messy hair. Dark green eyes that seems to look through me everytime he looks at me. Looks through the bullshit and the fronting. Straight nose, full pink lips and strong jaw line that ache to kiss and nibble. He's shoulders bulges thick with muscle. God I don't even know where these thoughts are coming from. Because usually my thoughts are pretty PG -13 and that's on a good day

" like what you see angel? " he says sipping his beer

I immediately duck my head. I can feel my face heating up " no " I mumbled. He laughed and said " sure you don't " he turns and faces me with a smirk. Cocky ass

" so you have a habit of inviting people you don't know to your home? I could be very dangerous. "

" sure you are." I say in a sarcastic voice. "First of I'm cop I know how to take care of my self if needed. you're a very famous billionaire and people know you. Probably recognize you all the time. Which makes you easily pin pointed. If something had happened and this was one of my cases I could have easily found me if needed."

" it looks like you've given some thought "

" nah it's just I'm always in cop mode I can't turn it off "

"But do you have a habit of asking women that you don't know out. You know I could be a serial killer. "

" are you a serial killer? " he ask

" no but do you know any serial killer that says that he a serial killer. "

" you're a cop you can't be a serial killer "

" are you kidding me. There is no better place. I'll be like hiding in plane sight. Just like Dexter "

" who's Dexter " I look up and stare at him " you're joking " he just staring

" you're fucking with me, you don't know who DEXTER IS? Have you been living under a rock. It's a serial killer movie. Okay we're watching it. Not today but you need to be well educated on movies clearly. "

He throws back he's head and laugh.
" you're crazy you know that." he says still laughing " normal is too boring for me. Gotta keep things interesting right " I say with a chuckle. "