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

Jack amd George, "I'm going to need to ask you two gentlemen to wait outside. I have to check her stomach." Jack kissed Kattie on the forehead and left with George. The doctor turned back around to Kattie, "I'm sorry Kattie but you're going to have to remove the top part of your dress. I have to see how bad your stomach is." Kattie sighed and did as he said. She undid her dress and pulled it down to her waist. She was now bare on top. The doctor looked at her stomach and saw that she had bruises. Her stomach had black and blue a few inches below her breasts. The doctor examined her bruises, "Alright you can get dressed now. I'm going to go outside and talk with Jack and George." The doctor left shutting the door behind him. Jack and George turned towards him and questionly stared at him. The doctor said, "She's fine. She just a couple bad bruises. She doesn't have to stay in bed if she doesn't want to, but she can't be running or anything that involving using her stomach muscles a lot. They will heal within the week." With that said the doctor left and Jack went in the room followed by George. Kattie was standing by the bed dusting off her dress, "Look what they did to my wedding dress." Jack went over and hugged her, so did George. Kattie flinched, "Hey. Can you two stop hugging me so much? You're putting pressure on my stomach." They both backed away, "Sorry." Kattie said to Jack, "Where is Carl's prison?" Jack asked, "Why?" Kattie answered, "Because I need to talk to him. I think I remember him now. From when I was about 15. We grew up together. I need to talk to him." George stepped in, "Hold on. You mean the Carl we used to always call Speed? Your highschool sweetie Carl?" Kattie nodded and looked at Jack, "Look we broke up years ago. But I need to know why he was trying to kidnap me." Jack nodded, "Okay. And for the record, I'm not jealous. I don't need you to tell me that you two broke up years ago." Jack walked Kattie down to the cell that held Carl. Kattie stopped at the door and turned to Jack, "Can I talk to him alone?" Jack jokingly said, "Now I'm starting to get jealous." Kattie smiled and looked at him. Jack looked at the door and thought about it. He sighed and turned back to Kattie, "Alright but if he starts any trouble you scream and I'll be right there." Kattie nodded and kissed him. Kattie opened the door and walked in. She shut the door and leaned on it. It was only Carl in there. When he saw her he stood up and stared at her, "Ms. Mannel. I didn't expect to see you down here." Kattie corrected him, "It's Mrs. Tucker. You know you ruined my wedding day. Today was suppost to be perfect." Carl looked down, "I'm sorry." Kattie walked over to him but in arms reach. His ankles were chained to the wall by a manacle. She said, "See that's the thing. You say your sorry. Why? Why are you sorry? Who do you work for? I think I know who it is, but go on." Carl looked at her, "Victor. I work for him. I had no choice but to. He threatened to kill my sister if I didn't. So I did. I regret it every time. But I have to. My family is away now but now I have to save myself. I'm sorry." Kattie nodded and walked to him a little further, "I figured that it was Victor and that you weren't doing this on your own free will. So Carl Walter. The last time I saw you I was 15. We dated for at least, what, four months? I caught you with another woman and that was the end." Carl sighed, "I've regreted that. I didn't mean that." Kattie chuckled, "Don't even start trying to justify what you did because I don't care anymore. That was a long time ago. Are you married?" Carl shook his head, "No. I'm not." Kattie looked him in the eyes. Carl moved closer to Kattie making her move back a little bit, but Carl didn't pay attention to it. He put his hand on her face and went for a kiss. Kattie slapped him and backed away. Kattie had a feeling that he would try to do something like that before. Kattie raised her voice a little bit but she wasn't yelling, "What the hell were you thinking? I'm married and you have no right to put your hands on me! I don't like you anymore! What on earth were you thinking?" Carl raised his brow, "You haven't changed one bit. Sorry. I guess I thought that we still had something." Kattie rolled her eyes, "We don't have anything! There ain't even a 'we' anymore!" With that stated Kattie left and shut the door. Jack was waiting outside, "Are you okay? I heard you raise your voice." Kattie looked into Jack's eyes and he saw her irritation. After a moment Kattie replied, "Well, what I found out was that he was only working for Victor to save his family; mother, sister, and so on. But he got them safe and he only tried to do what he was to save himself. Which I would excuse it for him . . . somewhat. But then he's the same guy I left. Knowing that I wasn't interested and married he tried to kiss me." Jack looked just as irritated as her. He looked at the door and Kattie could tell that was she left he planned on setting him straight. But Kattie interrupted, "But he found out the hard way that I, as well, haven't changed. If I was nice enough to him, at the moment, he would be needing ice for his jaw. But he can do without. You can get him later. I want to spend what's left of my wedding day with my husband." With that stated Jack calmed down and put his arm around her leading her back upstairs to the ball room. Although there was no one else there Jack had the music put on. Jack bowed, "May I this dance?" Kattie smiled and took his hand, "You may." Jack and Kattie danced across the dance floor freely, not having to worry about bumping into anybody. Kattie's stained wedding dress moved back and forth against Jack's legs as the moved and twirled. Kattie's stomach was bothering her a bit but she hid it for a while. But the pain got the best of her in the next minute or two. Kattie flinched just a bit but she made it a short flinch so that Jack didn't see. Too late. Jack saw her flinch and stopped, "Kattie. You should've told me that your stomach was hurting. I didn't realize until just now that dancing had anything to do with your stomach." Kattie looked up at him and put on a fake smile, "Jack. I'm fine. My stomach doesn't hurt." Jack studied her eyes for the next few moments. She looked away but she caught his gaze a couple times. She couldn't look into his eyes, she knew that he would be ab;e to detect her lie that way; not that he couldn't tell from the way she couldn't just looking at him. Jack gently put his hand under her chin and brought it up to look at him, "Kattie. Look at me." Kattie did and she kept that smile on her face, she wasn't really smiling and she knew that he knew it. Jack continued softly, "I can see it in your eyes. I could see it when you didn't want to look into my eyes because you knew that I'd be able to tell. There's no need to hide it." Kattie closed her eyes and reached her head up to kiss him. He bent his head the rest of the way down and kissed her back. They kissed passionately. They kissed for another moment or two and Kattie then pulled away. She looked up at him, "I know. I just wish that today would've went by swiftly and fine. That our wedding day could've been perfect. And if it couldn't be perfect then at least peaceful. Normal. I wish that you didn't have to deal with this today." Jack smiled and pulled her hands up to his chest where he knew that's where she loved to put them. He put his arms around her waist and gently pulled her in to him. To where they were breasts to chest. He softly said, "Kattie. I'm sorry that you had to deal with this today. You're the one who got hurt. Not me. And as long as I'm married to you. Today was perfect for me." Kattie moved her arms around his neck and layed her head on his chest. They just stood there and swayed back and forth together. They couldn't dance but they could sway. They stayed ther for a good five minutes but then Jack pulled back and took her hand, "Come on. Come with me." Kattie hesitated for a moment and smiled, "Where are we going?" Jack smiled and led her to the stairs, "Upstairs to make you feel good." Kattie smiled and went with him. He led her upstairs and into their room. Jack lit the lantern and went over to Kattie. He took off her dress, "Lay down on your back on the bed." Kattie did and looked down at the bruises that the guy had left on her stomach right below her breasts. Jack kneeled beside her and looked at them. He closed his eyes thinking about what they did to her. Then he opened his eyes and smiled at her. She looked at the bruises and then back at him, "It's not as bad as it looks." Jack looked down at her bruises and lightly, without putting any pressure to them, brushed his finger across her bruises. Kattie loved the feel of his skin against hers. It put loving chills going down her spine. She fought to hold back a shiver and he saw it. He took his finger away, "Did that hurt?" Kattie shook her head, "Just a shiver." Jack smiled and put his lips to work. He caressed his lips gently around her stomach. Kattie closed her eyes and enjoyed every stroke of his lips, every stroke of his tongue on her bruises. Kattie suddenly whispered, "Stop." Jack stopped and went up to her face. He put his hand on her cheek, "Did that hurt?" Kattie sat up and started to take his jacket off, "No. I just wanted you to stop so I could take it further." Kattie got to his shirt and Jack stood up and took it off setting it on the chair by the wall. He kneeled back down again. Kattie set her hands to work on his bare chest. She studied his chest, "How come you have no hair on your chest?" Jack shrugged, "I don't. I wish I had some for you." Kattie smiled, "No. I love your chest like this. I just never knew a guy that had no hair on his chest. Every girl I knew was dying over a hair on a guy's chest. Not me." Kattie stood up and stood him up with him. She walked around to his back and kissed his back. She kissed his back and put her arms around him touching his stomach. Jack turned around to her and kissed her. Kattie kissed him back and moved her hands down his chest. Down his stomach. Down further. To his belt line. She unfastened his pants and slid them off. She came back up and kissed him again. Jack picked her up and