Cat could not help letting out a small sigh of contentment as Jonas drew her into his warm, firm embrace. She felt herself melting into him, her mind clouding with confusion and her heart skipping a beat as she drew in his scent. She felt an intense warmth blood in her chest followed by a stirring of desire in a party of her that she had thought was long dead.<br/><br/>As if her body had a mind of its own, she felt her arms loop around his neck and she pressed into him, intensifying their embrace, as the heat spread from chest throughout her body. It made no sense, any of it. Why did she trust him so implicitly? How was she so confident in her vulnerability around him… and this desire he sparked in her?<br/><br/>She felt as if she had known him her entire life rather than just a mere 24 hours- it seemed not only inevitable, but like fate. Like destiny had given Jonas to her exactly when she had needed him the most. It felt good in his arms- comforting, warm, stable… and what was that?<br/><br/>Loved. Yes, she felt loved- something she hadn’t felt for a very long time.<br/><br/>She shouldn’t be moving so fast… after all she had let herself give into these feelings before- though they were nowhere as strong- and it had left her broken. But Cat couldn’t find it in herself to stop- she had been depraved of affection and physical contact for so long it was almost therapeutic.<br/><br/><em>“What you told me, that took courage and I respect you for that” </em><br/><br/>Cat could not find a way to describe what Jonas made her feel when he spoke those words- validation, gratitude, relief. She had been so worried that he would have thought less of her- but of course he didn’t. She could trust Jonas… she could…<br/><br/><em>Kiss him…</em><br/><br/>It was as if her brain had turned off and she was being completely ruled by her instincts. She had already kissed him before her mind had formed the thought. How presumptuous of her. Rude. She felt a huge spike of anxiety, and pulled away from him slowly, looking down at her boots, unsure of how he would react.<br/><br/>“I-I’m so sorry…” she stammered her apology, her cheeks burning red with embarrassment. “Please forgive me… I should have asked…”<br/><em><br/>“I’m sure you have never been here before, but I promise you, you will like it.</em><br/><br/>Jonas was right- she had never been here- she found that exciting. It was a short walk to the small restaurant and she pulled up the collars of her jacket around her neck against the roaring winds as they made their way inside. Cat was very pleased that the distant crashing of the waves was merely dulled and not completely silenced- she found it very soothing.<br/><br/>It was very toasty and welcoming inside- enough so that she felt comfortable removing her coat. It wasn’t long before they were cheerily welcomed by the matron, her smile warm and light eyes full of fondness as she gazed at Jonas- it was clear that they knew each other very well, and she loved him very deeply.<br/><br/>The matron had a kind face and flitted about Jonas in a motherly way. Cat sensed this was not his mother, but it was very obvious that there was no love lost on him by the sweet lady.<br/><br/>This should have made her nervous, but instead filled her with warmth and happiness as she returned her smile. This was only further improved as she listened to the quick, light-hearted banter between Jonas and the matron in their native tongue- it was beautiful, and almost sounded like they were singing.<br/><br/><em>“You take good care of this young man he deserves it.”</em><br/><br/>Cat was taken aback by the matron’s sudden English, but smiled warmly in return anyways, glancing fondly in Jonas direction  “I couldn’t agree more.”<br/><em><br/>“I’m terribly sorry about all Swedish Cat. These folks know my family and have known them for a long time. In fact, this lady’s sister used to babysit me when we’d vacation in Stockholm over the summers as a boy.”</em><br/><br/>“Don’t apologize for that…” Cat said sincerely, melting beneath his fervent gaze. She was both shocked and pleased to see that he too was blushing, and her smile widened. “I think it sounds lovely, almost like you are singing- I would love to learn one day. Also, I bet you were a very cute boy…”<br/><br/><em>“She just told her husband that we were lovers and to cook us a traditional breakfast. It’s not what you are thinking in terms of American bacon and eggs, so I do hope you like it.</em><br/><br/>Cat blushed profusely at the mention of her thinking they were lovers- was her infatuation so prevalent? She could not deny, though that part of her reveled in it. Her stomach made its presence known as it growled loudly.<br/><br/>“I can’t wait.” She said halfway between excited at the prospect of eating and embarrassed as her stomach growled again. “I have a very healthy appetite.”<br/><br/>This was quite an understatement- despite her slight figure, Cat had an appetite that rivalled her fathers after a hard day of work. He often joked that she would eat them out of house and home.<br/><br/>Cat let out a moan of desire as the delicious aromas of them cooking wafted from the kitchen to the dining area where her and Jonas sat- true to his word, it smelled nothing like the traditional breakfast she was accustomed to, but she was not known to be picky, and it all smelled wonderful.<br/><br/>She all but jumped up with excitement when the food arrived, grinning broadly and she uttered a very appreciative thank you to the matron.<br/><br/>Cat wasted no time loading her plate with a little bit of everything, asking Jonas what things were, and how it was typically eaten- fish, eggs, coldcuts, crispbread. All of it was delicious. She eyed a small dish of what looked like pink curiously and was about to inquire about it when he explained that it was caviar.<br/><br/>She had only mild misgivings about eating fish eggs- it would be first for sure, but she liked fish in general and she did eat chicken eggs… so…why not? She was feeling particularly adventurous today.<br/><br/>She accepted the bread he had spread with caviar and took a bit, chewing slowly for the full effect. She found it to be salty and slightly fishy- not bad at all. She topped it off with some fried eggs and finished it up before helping herself to some coldcuts and tomatoes. “Tell me about yourself…your childhood. It’s so odd, I feel like I’ve known you my whole life, yet I know so very little about you.”<br/><br/><em>This reminds me so much of home, I cannot wait to go back there permanently”</em><br/><br/>Cat stopped chewing and slowly lowered her fork, as she felt a sharp sudden sadness in her heart- of course it had been too good to be true. It’s not like she could blame him. IF she could would leave this town too- she had always dreamed of adventure and a whirlwind romance. But even if she could afford to leave, she couldn’t without her father- she was all he had.<br/><br/>She forced to keep her tone light and her smile bright as it had been up until that moment but she was sure that her eyes gave her away- they always did. “it must be very hard to be away from your home and family… when do you think you’ll be leaving?”<br/><br/>