~Katherine
"Kitty? Kitty?" I heard Gwen call out again. Her voice was getting much closer to the door.
I was in a state of panic. "Go, go!" I whispered, shoving my hands against Bruce’s massive chest and pointing frantically toward the door that led outside.
Bruce pulled up his pants, grabbed his belt, and slipped out the back exit just as I scrambled off the marble counter. My hands were shaking violently as I scooped my clothes off the floor and threw them on immediately.
I grabbed the glass of water I had left on the side cabinet and shoved it hard onto the floor. The water spilled absolutely everywhere, pooling across the tile. I poured some water on the counter too to mask my juices.
Gwen rushed into the kitchen. "Oh my God, I heard screaming, what happened?!"
My breath was
