Chapter 38-2

“She’s a part of your childhood.” Claire explained. “Clarissa was very cute. And she had the biggest, cutest eyes.” Logan continued. Claire couldn’t help it when her lips lifted into a sneer and Heath noticed. “Whenever I found her and Heath sleeping together, I thought they looked so cute.” Logan chuckled. “In fact, they couldn’t be apart from each other for long. They were constantly together, playing, napping, taking a bath…” “Get to the damn point!” Claire shouted, startling Heath. Logan laughed from the other line and Claire had the urge to strangle the old man. “One day, Clarissa ran away and she never came back. Heath was devastated, but he eventually forgot about her.” “What?” Heath said with worry. “What’s my dad saying?” “You want to know who Clarissa is?” Claire could practically hear the smirk in his voice. “I’ll tell you. She’s just Heath’s pet kitten.” Then, Logan hung up. Claire was left speechless. Heath stared at her with worry, but he didn’t make a move. He didn’t know whether she was mad or something else, but he just didn’t want to do something unnecessary and accidentally make her snap. “Claire?” She threw the phone on the table and grabbed Heath by his shirt. He was surprised by her action before Claire pushed him down on the couch so that she straddled his waist. Her hands were still holding his shirt and she glared down at him as her hair created a veal around them. “Are you kidding me?!” Claire shouted. “How could I be compared to a cat?!” Heath blinked before he slowly said, “What?” “Clarissa!” she shouted again. “She was your cat when you were a kid!” It took a moment for Heath to realize exactly what she was saying. But when it eventually sank into his head, memories of a brown kitten filled his mind. “Ah!” he leaned on his forearms. “Clarissa!” Then he tilted his head an angle as he stared up at Claire with a grin on his face. “Now that I think about it, you do remind me of her.” Claire’s eye twitched as he continued. “She didn’t like strangers too much and was always hissing at them. But the more time she spent with someone and realized they were a good person, the more she would warm up to them.” “Oh, now you remember her, huh?” Claire sneered as she muttered to the side, “I don’t know if I should feel relieved or insulted.” “Are you jealous?” She glared at him. “Of a cat? Are you kidding me?” He stared at her before nodding once. “I’ll take that as a yes.” Claire clicked her tongue out of frustration before she said, “I’m not jea-” But Heath quickly cut her short when he brushed his lips against hers. Claire gasped and that gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth and brush it against hers. Her whole body had stiffened, but Heath wasn’t going to stop. Or more like it would be difficult for him to stop. Quickly, Claire tried to pull back, but Heath took hold of her wrists and held her there. Her legs were still straddling his hips and she tried to slip away, but he allowed one of her hands to be free in order to hold one of her thighs, keeping her in place. “Heath.” She said his name breathlessly as he leaned up more, pressing his lips more firmly against hers. “Love me, Claire.” Heath whispered, and she utterly froze. Those were the words he told her when he gave her suggestions in exchange of helping her. “Love me. I’ve been neglected for too long.” She breathed heavily. “You’re not being fair.” “I never said I would play fair.” He said before he quickly wrapped his hand around her body. Then he tugged her down so that she laid completely on top of him. Her body was against his and he could feel all of her curves. Her breasts were crushed against his chest and he quickly pressed his hands on her bottom, forcing her even closer to him. Then he kissed her, the way he had been dreaming of doing for a long time now. His mouth was wide open, just as Claire’s was. Their soft, fleshy tongues tangled together in the space between their lips and the more time passed, the more Heath felt his body harden—all over. Claire felt it as well and she squirmed above him, pressing their hips together. Heath groaned as Claire pulled back from their kiss to nip his jaw. At the same time, she was grinding her hips against him just the slightest to tease him. “You’re making me become reckless.” Claire whispered as she leaned her body up. Then she purposely raised one leg and brushed her knee lightly against his hardness. Heath grunted in surprise as Claire stared down at him while biting her bottom lip. “I’m starting to want more.” “Then do more.” He replied as he thrust his hips up, letting her feel just how hot and hard he really was. Claire’s eyes widened as Heath’s darkened with desire. “Let’s do something reckless.” Claire stared deep into his eyes as the silence between them stretched. There wasn’t a need for urgency between them, but at the same time, Claire could feel the tension in the air. Heath was waiting, but he was impatient for an answer. “Tell me, Claire.” He said as he reached up and brushed strands of loose hair over her ear. “Tell me.” “I want this.” she confirmed and there was an immediate spark in Heath’s eyes. “I want you, Heath.” Without wasting a single second, Heath made his way to his bedroom with Claire in his arms.