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Thursday, September 29, 2011

Beneath the Surface

A/N: Sorry it has been so long, but I am back. This is kind of a filler chapter. However more to come. :)

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Sidney was sitting on the bed taking his shoes off." Do you think she made it home all right?" he asked.

" I am sure she is fine Sidney. She is a big girl. She can handle herself."

"I know I Just.. I feel bad that we just kind of left her there."

Katherine moved to sit behind him. "Of course you do..." Kissing his neck. "Your a very considerate person, but like I said she will be fine."

"Yeah, your right... how did I get someone so... reassuring?"

She held back a snort at his rather unromantic notion. "You must have been a good boy." was all she said, laying him down, while straddling his waist.

"Yeah?"

"Yes" She replied, sliding a hand inside his boxers. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"I am in a paritcularly giving mood tonight." was her response.

"And it's not even Tuesday."

She rolled her eyes, "Well you were out of town last week."

She peeled his boxers off revealing his erection, lowering her mouth over him she heard him groan.

"Kath" He let out on a low rumble. She began to bob up and down on his hard length, and felt his hands splay across the back of her head, trying to control the speed. Why did he always try and control everything?

"Ugh!" She released him, which resulted in a frustrated groan from Sid.

"What Kath..."

"I hate when you do that."

"Do what?"

"I try to do something nice for you and you take control of everrything"

"Are you fucking kidding Katheryn?"

"No I am not. Why do you always have to be in control?"

"Katheryn?"

"Just... I don't even care... I think you hould just go."

"Yeah"

"Yes"

She didn't know what had set her off but she was sick of him being the center of everything they did.

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What was wrong with her? There were days she seemed completely fine with everything and then other days she would flip the switch. He and Katherine had been dating for about two years. She was exactly the type of person people would expect him to be with. She was pretty, well educated, she always said and did the right thing, anf came from a good family. Their personalities were similar. They were both workalohics. They stressed over everything they did and were extremely conscience of their behavior, both together and apart. They were both the type of people that needed to fill the cracks so everything was seemless. Everything was so clinical and planned with them. That didn't mean they didn't have fun together. She had her moments where she made him laugh. The first time he met her, she was so neurotic, not that Eleanor wasn't, but Kathryn was so bossy. It was her way or the highway around people she considered her equals (in other words people whose ass she didn't have to kiss). She came across as very intense. The word Intense seemed ot be lacking but it was the best he could do. The first time he met her, she was extremely entertaining to him. When he introduced himself to her she cut him off. "I know who you are..."As if letting him explain was frivoulous and a waste of her time."...you need to know who I am Katherine Marie Hyatte." It was the first time he met someone who took themselves more seriously than he did. It was part of what brought them together. But at the current point in time he was not in the mood for her Type- A personality.

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There were 230 stiches per side on the squares on his down comforter. That is how wide awake he was.  He had tried to sleep, but all attempts had failed. He was agrevated over his fight with Kathryn. He didn't try to control everything, in fact she was the controlling one. Besides, so what if he was a little controlling anyway. There so little in his life he could control, sometimes it was nice to just take the reigns. But try telling that to Kathryn and se might explode. Latley, their relationship had become a lot of work, not that they would ever admit it to each other. But it kind of negated the point of them being togther. He groaned internally at everything that was bothering him. He needed to talk to Eleanor. It was one in the morning, and she might be asleep, but then again she was a night owl. However, if she was asleep waking her up could have lethal consequences, but he wouldn't be going over there if he wasn't desperate for someone to talk too. He threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, grabbed his keys, and walked out the door.