Chapter 10
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.

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