Page 210 of Obsession

“Thor.”

He made the connection, and he didn’t like it at all.

“Oh, and let me guess, he’s Thor.”

“They’re just some stupid nicknames the others have given us. Harris!” I put my hands around his neck when he tried to say something else about Adam. “We have other problems now. Serious problems. Go and solve this mess.”

He didn’t like that, but he had no other choice.

“Don’t go away with him today.”

“Go!”

I wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t move him. He leaned down until his lips touched mine.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry for everything.”

The anger and jealousy in his tone were gone, replaced by this horrible guilt that changed his expression.

I didn’t answer, I just kissed him.

He returned the kiss with the same fierce possessiveness I was beginning to know well, holding me close as his mouth completely captured mine.

When he pulled back, I felt drowsy with pleasure and relief. It was incredible how he could destroy the tension and fear inside me like that.

“Please stay home today. I’ll ask V to come over, talk to her, tell her everything, she had problems with Joshua too. I want to know you’re safe until I get out of there. Please.”

He repeated his request, and I didn’t protest anymore, because I really didn’t feel like doing a photo shoot, and V was probably the only one I wanted to talk to.

“Okay,” I finally replied, and he smiled with relief before kissing me again.

By the time we descended the stairs, Shane was already back inside and ready to call in the cavalry. Harris glanced at Adam, but didn’t get a chance to say anything because Shane had lost his patience.

They both walked out of the house, and I watched Harris get into Shane’s police car.

The image left an emptiness in my soul, an unbearable pain.

It was our first day together, the first few hours of being everything to each other… and here we were already. Would it always be like this? Was I already a tactic to manipulate Harris?

I’d forgotten about Adam’s presence because I’d been looking out the window long after Shane’s car had left my street.

“Kath.”

I turned to face him, since he was standing right behind me.

“Adam, I know…”

I didn’t finish what I wanted to say because he pulled me into a hug. His hug was so familiar, so warm, that I couldn’t resist it, and I gritted my teeth to stifle the tears.

“My God, Kath, what have you gotten yourself into?”

I closed my eyes, not knowing what to say.

“Would you believe me if I said I didn’t know either?”

“I don’t like the guy at all. How come you have a boyfriend here so quickly? You always rejected everyone back home.”

I smiled and took a step back. At home. It sounded strange, because I was finding it harder and harder to think of New York as my home.

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