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Pacey�s POV �I had a great time at dinner tonight,� I say. I�ve been feeling bad for avoiding Katie. It wasn�t her that I was avoiding, and she didn�t deserve that. I needed to make it up to her so I made dinner and I did have a great time. We talked about nothing and yet everything. �I think we still need dessert,� Katie says as we enter the apartment. �I cook you a fabulous dinner and you want to ruin it with dessert?� I tease. �Yes, of course, cause slaving over my dinner wasn�t enough torture,� she says laughing. �I think I have some ice cream in the fridge,� I say as I head to the couch. �Oh, I see I have to get it,� she states, and then she added, �Do I have to get you a beer too?� �Of course, I�m going to make you my slave,� I reply. �Well as long as it�s only this kind of slave,� Katie says as she hands me a beer and a bowl of ice cream. �Where is your mind?� I ask. �Where it always is,� she replies. �Really,� I say suggestively, �well, it looks like we have something in common.� �I didn�t say it was in the gutter, like yours, you just inferred that,� she replies to my comment. �Well what do you expect?� I joke. �Not much since I�ve gotten to know you a great deal more than I ever wanted,� Katie says. �Yeah well I know more about you�� I stop as I realize that I really don�t know anything about her, but then again neither does she. Not wanting to be uncomfortable I continue, �I don�t want to know more then I already do.� �Oh thanks,� She responds. We had an amazing dinner and an amazing conversation. Then she gave me this look. I can�t explain it but I knew what it meant. I leaned in and kissed her. To my surprise she kissed back. We continue kissing, with each kiss getting more passionate. I reach for her shirt and pull it off with almost no effort. As I go for her bra she stops and pulls away. �I�m sorry�I can�t�it�s�I�m going to bed, goodnight,� Katie says as she picks up her shirt and basically runs up the stairs. �Great,� I mutter to myself. We had just gotten past the weirdness and I had to go and screw it up. I walk upstairs to go take a cold shower. P/J STORIES HOME |