The Fire Within the Passion - Kayla Trautman (best books to read ever .txt) 📗

little narrow in the front. It showed a little
crease of her breasts. She got her hair put up in a nice fashionable style. A style that was nice but rarely anyone used it.
As soon as she was ready she was off in the carrige.
Carriges were arriving all at once. Jack was inside pacing his eyes over the crowd. Searching frantically for the woman
he had met the day before. He couldn't see her. Not a sign of her. He was getting worried. He wanted to see her there.
He was getting scared but then as he glanced over towards the doors he saw her being greeted by the doorman. He
wanted to go straight over to her, but he didn't want to seem to eager. But he did keep an eye on her for the next fifthteen
minutes. Then he couldn't stay away no longer. He went through the crowd to where she was. She was chatting with
Mrs. Beedle. As he walked towards them they looked up at him with smiles on their faces. Kattie had a smile on her face
but she also had a concerned look on her face. Jack could see it in her eyes. "Excuse me Mrs. Beedle. I was just
on my way over here to welcome Ms. Mannel to England." he said as he smiled looking Kattie straight in the eyes. Kattie
inclined her head and said, "Thank you Prince Jack. Mrs. Beedle here was being so kind in filling me in on the historic
features England has yet to reveal." Jack looked at Mrs. Beedle, "Well. I thank you Mrs. Beedle for informing her of
England." He looked over at Kattie and said, "But now will you excuse me and Ms. Mannel so we can have this dance
together?" Kattie took a breath in and was about to object to it but Jack cut her off, "I won't take no for an answer.
Besides, it's just a dance. What harm can come from it? The most that'll happend is you'll find out I'm a really good
dancer." Mrs. Beedle stated, "Go on dear. It's not everyday this man asks a lady to dance without being told to. It should
be a great honor." Jack put out his hand smiling, not taking his eyes off her for a second. Kattie hesitated then took his
hand. He led her to the dance floor and swung her around putting his hand on her back. She put her hand on his shoulder,
feeling his muscles, and held his other hand and began to waltz. She kept her eyes on his and he never took his eyes off
her gaze. She finally said, "So, do you always force your lady newcomers to dance with you?" Her tone was sarcastic.
He replied with a grin on his face, "Never. I simply just insist. But only with people I truely want to dance with. As Mrs.
Beedle told you. I never ask a woman to dance unless told to." She looked at him with no smile on her face, but curiousity.
She asked, "Why start now then? Why me? I'm no different from the rest." He looked at her with an even deeper grin on
his face and said, "You most definitly are not like other women. You're more interesting. You're unpredictable. Not like
those other girls who just think there's nothing more to their life than looking pretty and standing by a man's side. And
that's what I like about you." Kattie looked at him tight liped.Then she said, "Well, Prince Jack. Your words are flattering
but I'm just not interested." She was lying. She was interested. Very. But she wouldn't go there again. Jack didn't lighten
his grin up nor did he stop trying. He told her, "Well I am. And I can't help but to think that you are. And just call me
Jack, Ms. Mannel." Kattie couldn't help but smile at his remark. She replied, "It's Kattie. And what makes you think that
I am interested?" The music stopped and Jack led her off the dance floor and stood over by the wall closest to the door.
He said, "I just have a feeling. Besides Kattie, why are you smiling?" Kattie was smiling because she did indeed like him.
But she didn't want him to know that. She looked at him and said, "Maybe I'm smiling because you think that you're
charming. I've met men more charming than you before." He knew he shouldn't have said this but he couldn't help it,
"So I've heard. I guess they were too charming for you that you had to come running to England." Kattie's smile dropped
and she frowned at him. She just wanted to get out of this conversation so she started to walk away. But he grabbed her
elbow as she was walking and turned her around towards him. She turned back around to him giving him the worst look she
could conjure up. "Look. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. It wasn't fair. Do you forgive me?" They held gazes for a few
moments as she was thinking. Anyone else she would have snapped her arm away and continued walking. But he was
different some how. She couldn't just walk away. She returned to the spot where she was once standing not once taking
her eyes off of him. She didn't smile but she managed to take the frown off her face. She said, "You may be forgiven in
time if I decide that you are." He smiled at her and said, "What I have to earn your forgiveness?" "Just like you earned
the frown you got." she replied.
"Would you come with me for a walk?" Jack asked holding out his elbow for her to hold. She took his arm and they
headed for the side door. She was amazed at how strong he was, but it also frightened her. They were outside walking in
the lane and came to a fountain. They sat on the edge together. "So where did you come from?" Jack asked. Kattie
sighed and replied looking into the water seeing herself, "I really don't wish to talk about it." Jack could see the pain in
her eyes. She wasn't about to cry, but the sadness showed. He asked, "Don't you have any family members back home
that miss you?" Kattie suddenly looked up from the water to him. She couldn't hold it back no longer.She let a tear rise to
her eyes and fall out. She replied, "He killed them. Every last one of them. Even my little sister that was only 6 years old."
He never knew it went that far. She continued, "And he was never found by the police or anybody. He's still out there
somewhere. He's looking for me. That's why I left the country all together." She looked into the water and seen all the
tears running down her face and wipped them away, "Oh, don't look at me. Crying like a baby." She tried to hide it from
him, but, of course, it was too late. He put his hand on her face and brought it to where she was looking at him straight in
his eyes. He calmly said, "You needn't be ashamed to cry. Especially when there's a good reason." Kattie touched his
hand that was on her face. She never felt a hand so big and smooth before. He leaned in and stopped for a second, then
continued. He kissed her. She kissed him back putting her hands on his face. She wanted to pull back from it but she
couldn't. She felt her body grow weak at the feel of his kiss. She had her eyes closed the whole time. Then she pulled
together every ounce of strength she had to pull away from the kiss. She rested her forhead on his and let out a breath.
"I can't do this." Kattie said as she got up and started to run down the lane towards the ball room. Jack got up and ran
after her. He caught up to her and got in front of her. She stopped and looked up at him. He grabbed her hands and
said, "I'm not going to stop you from leaving. But I need to tell you something. I won't ever hurt you. And maybe tomarrow
you could come over and describe him to me so I can make sure that if he were to ever to come here that he be
arrested." She looked at him with a slight smile on her face, "Alright. But I must go now." She let go of his hands and
went running out. He didn't run after her. He slowly walked back to the ball room with his hands in his pockets thinking
about her. He thought about how the kiss felt and how he could rip apart the guy who did that to her and her family if he
ever met him.
Chapter 3: Saturday Night
Kattie was searching frantically for the pictures she had of him. But she didn't really like the pictures because every
picture she had of him was always with them both together. But she needed to get them for Jack. She hoped it was just
a precaution; she really didn't want him to find her. She was searching through boxes, just throwing the stuff on her couch.
while she looked. It took her three hours when she finally got to the last box. It was nearly 6 o'clock and there was a
knock on the door. Kattie went to answer it. As she was opening the door she started, "What is it? I'm busy!..." She
stopped when she realized it was Jack. He was smiling, "Thought we had an arrangement today. You never showed. So
I thought I would come to you." Kattie smiled back, "I was looking for something. You can come in but I must warn you,
it's a mess. I was searching frantically for my pictures." She moved to the side and he walked in. She closed the door
behind him and told him to sit in the armchair by the wall. He sat while she went over and continued searching through the
box for the pictures. She said, "So you felt the need to track me down and find out why I didn't come earlier?" Jack leaned
forward on his elbows and said, "Well, I just felt the urge to see you today and it is getting late. So I took it upon myself
to come and visit you. Is that a problem?" He smiled at her with a smile she thought she couldn't trust, but yet she did.
She didn't answer but kept smiling and continued looking for the pictures. Then her smile faded away. Jack looked at
her and his grin faded too. He wasn't frowning like she was. She brought her hands out of the box and with them the
pictures. She glanced at them for a few seconds. The guy had short black hair with evil dark eyes. He was muscular.
It scared her to death how he was so strong and how Jack was also so strong. There was ackward silence for at least a
minute until Jack said, "Let me see." He didn't have to ask if it was him. He could see it on her face. She looked up at him.
He reached out his hand for them. She got up and walked over to him. He took the pictures from her and looked at them.
He then had a frown on his face. He didn't like the guy he was looking at and he hadn't even met