CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CATHERINE’S POV
I pulled away from Burke’s grasp quickly and switched the light in the room on, only to see Burke looking haggard like he had gone into a fistfight with someone; he brushed his hair backward, attempting to remove the hair on his forehead, which was fruitless once again.
“Your father’s drip is tampered with; we need to do something,” I said, ignoring his question. He did not seem pleased about my sudden change of discussion, but he answered me, he had to go along with my conversation.
“That’s not a problem; I will get the guards to watch his room thoroughly,” he said, looking into my eyes; I couldn’t stand eye contact, so I diverted my gaze towards the window.
“That’s the thing, the person is among the domestic staff; you can’t trust them, and you can’t trust Harley, so telling Ava to watch your father means Harley would come along, ” I said, and Burke saw that what I was saying was right.
” Okay, what if we watch him together, ” Burke said, with a wink, making me uncomfortable.
I can’t be alone with Burke again; it’s very dangerous. He is in control of my body, and I am closer to cheating on Jaxon, But that was the only way to know who was tampering with the drip.
“I…I…I don’t think that would be necessary, ” I said, stuttering. Burke noticed my discomfort.
“I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to,” he whispered into my ears, Making me shiver and making goosebumps fill my body.
“It’s not that, Burke; I just don’t know the game you are playing,” I said, not able to look at his face.
“I will be in my father’s room, freshen up and meet me there, we are spending the night watching him, ” he said, as he headed towards the door, I opened my mouth to object but I couldn’t, I liked the idea of spending a night with Burke, even if I don’t intend to do anything with him.
“That’s an order, ” he whispered before leaving the room.
I loved when he ordered, which was something Jaxon lacked; Jaxon orders when we aren’t in the room, but when we are in the room or during sex, he lets me do all the work, which is tiring sometimes.
“He is messing with me, he left me seven years ago, and he wants to play that game again,” I said to myself as I left the room.
The words weren’t encouraging as Burke lived rent-free in my head; I kept imagining what Burke would be like in bed after seven years.
“Shit, Catherine, get it together,” I yelled at myself, slacking myself on the head.
I stripped off my clothes and went into the shower for a cool bath; I used a different kind of soap; it makes me have a lavender scent, and Burke always loved that scent.
I can’t believe I’m using the soap because of Burke.
When I was done bathing, I wore black underwear; Black is Burke’s favorite color.
“Nothing is going to happen, he would see my underwear,” I said to myself, even if it didn’t sound encouraging. Deep down I want Burke to see the black underwear and smile at it, making the dimples on his left cheek evident.
I wore a short night dress that revealed more than half of my lap and left my hair down. This was exactly what a wife would do when she was preparing to see her husband for the night.
I contemplated wearing makeup, but wearing makeup would look too extra, so I didn’t.
After dressing, I left my room and started walking towards Ethan’s room, wondering how the night was going to be. I wondered if he would try to kiss me, and I also anticipated it, trying to forget the fact that I was cheating on Jaxon.
Soon, I was standing in front of Ethan’s room; I could not bring myself to open it.
“This is a bad idea,” I said to myself, turning away from the door when it suddenly opened, revealing a shirtless Burke once again.
“I thought you would never come,” he said with a chuckle, not knowing I had intended to leave.
“Why are you not wearing a fucking shirt,” I said, drooling at his well-built chest and the numerous tattoos and marks it bears.
“I told you, I love the way you eye fuck me,” he whispered, making me shiver again; I quickly diverted my eyes elsewhere, even if it was difficult to keep my eyes from his chest.
“I don’t do that, Burke; I’m engaged,” I reminded him, showing him the ring on my finger; he scoffed and took my ring finger into his hands, staring at it.
“This ring is not to your taste; you don’t like diamond rings; you love silver rings,” he said, and he wasn’t lying.
I hate my ring, but I couldn’t bring myself to tell Jaxon that diamond rings are never my thing because they attract too much attention; I love something simple.
“You are wrong, I love my ring,” I said, snatching my hand from him. I pushed him off the doorway and walked into Ethan’s room.
“Keep deceiving yourself baby,” he said, using the name he called me seven years ago when we were making love.
“You don’t have the right to call me that, not anymore”, I said, trying to hide the pain in my voice. I sat on the empty chair near Ethan’s bed.
” I’m sorry I hurt you, but you won’t understand why; I hated it when you left, but I couldn’t stop you,” he said, sitting on the chair close to me.
“Burke, it’s in the past now; I hold no grudge against you; I never hated you,” I said truthfully; he looked at me like I was telling a lie.
“You hated me; in fact, you still hate me,” he said, rubbing his palm on his lap.
” And I will try my best to get back on your good book; I’m sorry for what I did seven years ago, ” he continued, and for the first time, he apologized for his misbehavior.
“I don’t understand you, Burke; I just want to know what you are playing at by doing this,” I said, confused.
“I’m not playing games Catherine,” he said, sincerely.
“Then what the fuck is this?” I said almost yelling.
“I think the feeling I convered seven years ago is coming back,” he confessed, looking at me with a weak smile, and I stared at him, shocked by his confession.