Dinner with Brandon was beautiful and frustrating for Kate, he made a habit of sneaking his hand under her dress, trailing up and down her thigh. The short dress she wore didn’t help her predicament still. She had choked on her drink twice when Brandon attempted to sneak his fingers up to her mound. Kate felt she would go crazy at any moment, he would just smile and withdraw his fingers all the time.
Irrespective of that they made small talk and Kate found herself genuinely comfortable and happy being with Brandon. He told her a lot about his childhood, being born with a silver spoon and all, he had everything to his beck and call, women included. They talked freely about random things with each other, well at least now Kate knows he doesn’t like anything without the color grey or black.
