Page 64 of Monk
Slowly, Kasey pulls herself together and gives me an awkward laugh. She wipes her eyes and Bo gives her a couple of slobbery kisses that make her laugh even more.
“Sorry,” she says. “It’s been a tough day.”
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about.”
“Thank you.”
I shake my head. “I didn’t do anything.”
“You listened to me. That’s not nothing. You didn’t have to open your door to me.”
I give her a reassuring look. “I’ll always open my door for you, Kasey.”
She looks at me with an expression of sheer gratitude. But there’s something more in her eyes. Prophet’s words echo back into my mind, specifically his mention that Kasey still cares for me. I’d pushed them away and hadn’t believed him then, but as her eyes glisten and she looks at me a lot like she did back in the day, I start to believe him.
Giving my head a shake, I push it all away. This isn’t the time for any of that kind of thing. Right now, the only thing that matters is to get her out of this mess she’s in. Maybe once this is all over, we can explore our feelings for each other, because God knows I have plenty of feelings for her, but until she’s safely extricated from this situation, that’s the only thing we must be focusing on.
“Come on. Let me get you set up in the bedroom. I’d say Bo and I will take the couch, but I have a feeling Bo’s going to want to stay with you tonight. I think he’s coming to like you more than me,” I say as I stand up.
Kasey’s laughter is a little brittle, but it sounds genuine. She gets to her feet and follows me down the hallway. I usher her into the bedroom then go to the closet and pull out a towel, a spare toothbrush, and some other toiletries.
When I walk back into the bedroom, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed, looking like the most lost person in the world. She looks like a woman out in the middle of the ocean, completely adrift, with no land in sight. Kasey quickly snaps out of it.
“Do you always keep spare toothbrushes?” she asks.
I toss the package to her. “It’s helpful. You never know when you’re going to be sheltering a fugitive on the run from a murderous drug cartel. I like to be prepared.”
“That’s not funny,” she says, but laughs anyway.
I shrug. “It’s a little funny.”
After dropping the toiletries in the bathroom, I walk back in and go to the dresser where I fish out a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt, and then toss them to her.
“They’ll be a little big on you, but they’ll get you through the night,” I say.
“Thank you, Jacob.”
“You know you’re the only person in my life who calls me that? Who’s ever called me that,” I say. “It’s either Monk or Jake. It’s never Jacob… except with you.”
She shrugs. “It just seems to fit you better, I guess.”
I linger in the doorway for a moment, our eyes locked together, the air crackling with tension and a strong sense of anticipation. My desire for her is stirring deep within me, and though I try to push it away, it won’t go. This isn’t the time for it. Not when we have to not only save her life but also sort out what’s happening between us. And seeing the same conflicting emotions on her own face isn’t helping any.
“I should go,” I say.
“Please don’t. Stay with me tonight.”
“Kasey, I’m not sure—”
She’s on her feet and has closed the distance between us before I can even finish my sentence. Kasey slips her hands behind my neck and pulls me down to her, our mouths finding each other. Our kiss is intense, our tongues swirling around one another in a near frenzy. She clutches my t-shirt and pulls me backward, and I follow along like I’m chained to her.
Kasey turns me around and pushes me down on the bed. She quickly takes off my boots and casts them aside, then goes to work on my belt. Her thin, dexterous fingers have it undone and my fly down in the span of a heartbeat. I grab hold of her arms and pull her down on top of me as I scoot back on the bed.
She leans down and kisses me as I slide her sweatshirt up her body. Seemingly frustrated with the tangle of clothing, Kasey quickly jumps off and pulls her sweatshirt off, along with the t-shirt underneath it. As I watch her pull down her yoga pants, I decide this is really happening, and squirm out of the rest of my clothes as well. I’m so caught up in her gravity, I can’t stop it. As my cock twitches and throbs with desire, I realize I don’t want to, either.
When we’re both naked, I take her arms and try to lay her down, but she pulls herself away and pushes me down onto my back. Scooting up again so I’m not hanging over the side, I lick my lips, my body on fire with my lust for her.
Kasey climbs up my body and straddles my lap. She’s looking hard into my eyes and the connection sparking between us is electric. Straddling my lap, she starts to roll her hips, sliding her slick opening along my shaft. She grinds her button against my stalk, a soft whimper issuing from her mouth.
