She Belongs To Him

Chap. 122: Seattle

• picture of Anastasia Langton (above) •

The first thing Katie focuses on as she begins to wake up is the warmth that surrounds her. She cuddles against Lane's thighs, curled up in his coat. The sound of the someone's snores wakes the blonde up.

Katie's eyes slowly flutter open, her long lashes batting like butterfly wings. She stretches, yawning tiredly. She sits up, hearing Lane's hand drop down onto the seat from her side. The blonde looks to her lover, whose fast asleep. Katie smiles at him in awe, finding his pouty lips and a strand of his hair in his face quite adorable. His head is leaned up against the window. Katie suddenly gets the urge to lean over and kiss him awake, but fights the spur due to his dire need of rest.

"How long have we been asleep?" Katie rubs her tired eyes, yawning.

Max shrugs casually. "Oh, for three hours now."

"Three hours?" Katie squeaks, her green eyes widening.

At the sound of her distressed tone of voice, Lane wakes up. He begins to smack his lips as he slowly begins to fall back asleep. His hand feels the middle seat in the backseat of the vehicle, expecting to feel his coat that last covered his beloved. But when all he feels is the leather of the seat, panic fills Lane. His ocean blue eyes fly open, his head lifting. Immediately he searches his surroundings.

Relief flows over the crime lord at the sight of Katie sitting up on her side of the vehicle. The blonde notices her lover's awakening, beginning to worry if it was at her expense.

"Oh, did I wake you?" Katie asks worriedly.

Lane motions for her to come close to him. She scoots over next to him. The crime lord puts an arm over her, pulling her down onto his chest. He closes his tired eyes and leans his head against the cold window. Lane cuddles Katie's head to his ribcage as if she were a teddy bear to a child. Katie smiles at this, holding her hand over his that gently holds her head.

"Where are we going?" Katie asks out loud.

"Seattle." Lane tiredly answers.

Katie frowns in confusion. "Seattle? Isn't that a big city place?"

The crime lord loudly yawns. "It's the biggest city in Washington state."

"What's in Seattle?" The blonde asks suspiciously.

Lane softly smirks as he continues to keep his eyes closed and his head against the window. "It's a surprise."

Katie quickly sits up, looking at Lane seriously. "Oh, Lane! Don't tease me!"

"I'm not teasing you." He continues to smirk, a chuckle in his tone. "You'll know when we get there."

"How long will we be until we get to Seattle?" She asks Axel.

"We are actually almost there. Only fifteen miles until the exit." Axel nods assuringly, awkwardly smiling.

Lane's eyes fly open once again, worry in his expression. His brows narrow, his plump lips forming a displeased frown. He sits up straighter, rubbing his face with his hand. Katie begins to press him about the unanswered questions of their mysterious business in Seattle, but her words get caught in her throat. She decides to remain question for the rest of the way to Seattle.

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Ever since they entered the city of Seattle, Katie noticed that Lane's hands had began to shake. She wondered if it was out of fear, anger, or from the cold air outside. The blonde took off Lane's coat and gave it back to him, hoping to solve his shaking. It did not.