Chapter 9

Kaitlyn’s POV

Andrea and I have gotten along great these past few days. It’s been a week since we first talked and we’ve honestly been hitting it off. She’s opened up a lot about herself, and I well, I just listened. I’m not exactly the type to open up about anything.

She told me a lot, mostly how she has no idea how to deal with Mia. She never actually told me Mia’s name, she always referred to her as “the girl I’m seeing.” I felt bad for her honestly, she seemed like she had a good heart. Today, she told me to meet her at the cafe she frequents at. I ordered a coffee and put my usual two sugars and two creams in it. I wait for her and soon enough, she arrives. She looked excited to see me.

She walked over to where I was seated, but she didn’t bother sitting down. “Come on, we have a long day ahead of us.” She had a huge smile on her face. “Aren’t you gonna get something?” I got up from where I was seated. She shook her head before looping her arm into mine and walking out the cafe.

She led me through countless places, I thought she was done showing me around Paris but I guess not. She took me to the tourist spots this time, to the eiffel tower, notre dame, and arc de triomphe. I wanted to go to the Louvre but she said it was boring. Please, she just doesn’t appreciate real art. The sun was now setting and I took that as a sign for me to go back to the apartment.

“I should get going, but today was great. Thank you once again for showing me around, you really didn’t have to.” I say politely as we stand in front of the train station. “I loved spending time with you, Kaitlyn. It was a pleasure.” She had a disappointed look on her face. I give her a nod with a small smile before walking away to my station.

“Would you want to..” Her voice made me stop in my tracks. I turn around to let her finish what she’s saying. “Would you want to.. Go back to my place? It’s gonna be dark soon, I wouldn’t want you to be alone.” A smirk grew on my lips. I knew she was just saying that, I went home later in the previous days and she didn’t care about me going home alone in the dark.

“I.. have an early morning tomorrow, I really should-” She cuts me off before I could even finish. “Come on, I promise I won’t keep you long.” She looks right into my eyes and takes a step closer.

I let out a shy laugh and nod. “Okay fine, but I’m not spending the night.” She agrees and leads the way back to her place. It was quite a long ride there, but we eventually arrived. This neighborhood was way different than where I was staying.

Where I was at was simple, while this was the complete opposite. Everyone who lived here seemed rich as fuck. We walked for a few minutes before we arrived at a place which had huge black gates and behind it I saw a huge mansion. The architecture was unique, it definitely wasn’t a type of house you’d see anywhere else. Holy shit, it looked enormous.

She entered a code which made the gates open and we went in. My mouth was slightly open as I looked around. Holy shit, what exactly did this girl do? She approached the front door before unlocking it and gesturing to me to go in first. The interior was even more mesmerizing. You’d think some royal family lived here.

I look up and see not one, not two, but four floors right above us. This is fucking insane, who needs a house this big? “Come, let’s go to the elevator.” She grabs my arm and leads me inside the elevator. What kind of house has an elevator?

“I’m sorry, what exactly is it that you do? This is all just- wow.” I just had to ask, this seemed like the type of houses you’d see in movies. “Don’t worry about it.”

The elevator dinged and it revealed a long hallway. I stepped out of the elevator and followed her to one of the rooms. There’s no way she actually owns this place, right? She opens the door to the bedroom at the far end.

In the room there was a huge bed right in the middle with a bedside table on opposite sides. I looked to the left and saw the giant TV which was on the wall, directly in front of the bed. And a door to its right which I assumed led to the bathroom.

I hear the door close behind me which brought me out of my thoughts. “You seem pretty shocked with my place.” I clear my throat. “Yeah, I mean it’s a gorgeous home.” So gorgeous I don’t wanna leave this place.

She gives me a soft smile. “Would you like something to drink?” If this night’s heading towards what I think it is, I definitely need some alcohol in my system. But the logical part of me says no. I can’t handle my alcohol well and I might pass out before anything happens. “No, I’m good, thanks.” She nods in response.

A few moments passed. “You know, you have been a great distraction for the past week.” She takes a step closer to me. Oh god.

“Right, I’m sorry to hear how you’ve been getting treated. You deserve way more than that girl.” I take a step closer. Am I really about to get with Mia’s girl?

“Could you treat me better then?” She hesitates for a moment before taking another step closer. She looked up at me and our faces were inches apart. Our height difference isn’t too bad, but she is still shorter by a bit. She glances down to my lips then back at my eyes. I look down and lower my voice into a sultry tone, “How exactly do you propose I do that?”

Before I knew it she was grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me in for a kiss. Our lips crashed together and she kissed me hard. She was starving. She pulled me in before walking us back to the bed. The bed hit her knees which made her fall onto the bed. I look down at her, trying to think rationally here. Was this really a great idea?

Before I could think it through, she pulled me in by grabbing my neck and kissing me once more. She led me on top of her as she laid her back down on the bed. I kissed her back and holy shit this woman was a good kisser. I could tell why Mia kept her this long, she knew exactly what she was doing.

I was between her legs, hovering over her as I kissed her with the same hunger she kissed me. It’s been years since I’ve hooked up with someone, yet alone kissed someone. I’m starving too. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in closer. Her breathing becomes heavier and so does mine. My hand travels down to her waist to pull her body closer.

She licks my bottom lip before I open my mouth in order for her to slide her tongue in. She lets out a soft moan before wrapping her legs around me, making our bodies touch. Her tongue in my mouth does things to my body. I can feel myself getting wet and it’s embarrassing how easy I am. I slide my hand under her shirt, her bare skin making contact with my fingertips.

I was about to take off her shirt when her phone suddenly rang. She reached into her pocket to see who it was and once she did, she threw her phone to the bedside table. I wonder if that was Mia. “Who was it?” I say between kisses.

My question just led her to kiss me even harder, if that was even possible. Okay so I’m guessing it’s Mia. If it was Mia, why was she calling? Was she finally here in France? My thoughts were interrupted when she switched our positions, with her now on top of me. She started kissing me again before kissing a trail down to my jaw then to my neck.

She bites into my neck before licking it afterwards. Andrea seemed nice, innocent and sweet. But in bed she was quite literally the opposite. She put her hand on my neck, moving me so she has more access. She finds my pulse point and kisses it which causes me to let out a soft moan. I tilt my head back onto the pillow and she grows even more starved.

Her phone rings again and I grow quite concerned. Mia calling twice when she hasn’t called her back in weeks? “Shouldn’t you get that?” She doesn’t answer me but instead kisses my lips so hard our teeth clash against each other. She was on top straddling me and I sat up while my hand travelled down to her waist, keeping her in place.

I kiss a trail down her neck and I feel her hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer. My hands travel underneath her shirt. It slithers up her back as I push her closer to my body. I continue kissing her neck as she throws her head back.

Her hands were tangled in my hair, pulling me closer and closer to her. She then pulls me in for a kiss. It surprises me how each and every one of these kisses grows more and more starved. I’m not complaining, though.

It’s crazy to think how right now I’m actually just doing my job by making out with this woman. I know it’s not exactly what I’m supposed to do but still. I know this is gonna make Mia furious. It’s exactly my way into her inner circle. I just hope she’s not too furious that she hurts or kills me.

Andrea pulls back for a moment, catching her breath as I do the same. Our foreheads were pressed against each other, her hands on opposite sides of my neck now. Her phone dings, indicating someone texted her. I look back at her phone on the nightstand. “You should probably-” She turns my head to look at her before she kisses me again.

I get lost in the kiss, the phone continues to make noises but I don’t care anymore, and neither does she. The more it makes a noise, the hungrier and sloppier our kisses get. I’m guessing right now she hates Mia’s guts, probably trying to get back at her for the bullshit she’s pulled on her. That makes two of us.

We were so caught up in the kiss it’s like nothing else existed around us. She kisses me so hard I fall back onto my elbows. I rested my hand on her waist and before I could make my way down to unbutton her jeans, I heard a voice.

“I don’t call you for a few weeks and you’ve already found someone new.” I knew that voice more than I knew my own. Andrea froze in place before getting off me and sitting on the bed. As she got off me, it revealed her.

“Mia, I thought you were coming back tomorrow.” Andrea says in a panicked tone, still out of breath. Mia lets out a scoff before turning her attention to me and her expression falters for a moment before she returns the irritated one she previously had.

Our eyes locked for a brief moment before she turned her attention back to Andrea. I narrow my eyes at her, acting clueless. “What the hell are you doing here?” As if I don’t know she’s involved with Andrea. I don’t know who’s more fucked in this situation, me or Andrea.

“Andrea, un mot s’il te plaît.” (Andrea, a word please) And with that, they went to the bathroom.