Only The Good Die Young, Book 2
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
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1,189
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2:
Tony drove Katy back to her home in Greenwich. She shook her head as they pulled into her drive. Her car was in storage, John had seen to that. One of her windows was boarded up and the garden was overgrown.
“Look at the state of this,” Katy said, sadly to herself. A large spider had made it’s web over her door. She walked into it’s web and let out a little scream. Tony knocked the thing down and squashed it with his foot.
“Sorry about the window, Katy,” Tony said.
“How did it get that way?” Katy asked.
“Well, I figured, after what happened with John, that you might need someone to check up on your place for you. One day I drove past and saw that the window was broken. It didn’t look like it was a burglary, just a rock thrown through it. I boarded it up for you.”
Katy smiled, “Thanks Tone.”
Katy fished her key out of her purse. Slipping it into the stiff lock, she strained against it, trying to make it slip over.
“May I?” Tony asked.
“Sure.” Katy stepped aside for Tony to give it a go.
Tony grunted as he strained against the stiff metal. He felt it start to give and it slowly slid into place. Turning the handle he squared his shoulder against the swollen wood and with an almighty creak, the door slid open.
A mountain of post was pushed out of the way as the door opened for the first time in years. The house was dark and silent, and cloths had been thrown over the furniture, making them look like ancient ghosts. Tony tried a light switch on the wall, but it didn’t work.
“I cancelled all the utilities – no use paying for it while I’m inside.”
“Of course.” Tony said. He bent down and started tidying up the post scattered about the hallway. Katy walked into the lounge and pulled open the curtains. Light streamed through the top panes of the window and through the cracks in the boards Tony had nailed there.
Tony reached in his pocket and got his mobile. “Here, why don’t you call and get your lights back on?”
“Ok.” Katy said, smiling. She found her old phone book in the bureau where she kept it and looked up the numbers for London Electric, British Gas and Thames Water. Tony walin tin the other room and started to open the curtains. A spider fell on his arm and he swatted it off. It scurried away under Katy’s piano.
Tony heard her talking to the customer service people in the other room and sighed to himself. He pulled up the cloth on her piano and looked at it. It was a good one, Bösendorfer. Katy definitely had a taste for the finer things, by the look of her home. Tony lifted the keyboard cover and pressed middle C, the only note he knew. He noticed a music book laying just under the cloth. U2 – The Joshua Tree. He flipped through the book and a piece of paper slid out – the front page from Mozart’s Le Nozze de Figaro. Tony studied the notes, little black blobs with sticks on the end of them to him. He knew who U2 were but couldn’t say if he had ever heard the Mozart piece before. She was a really eclectic blend of both high-brow and down to earth, was Katy. He sighed to himself, his heart acheveneven worse because of her. Even if he did work up the courage to tell her how he felt, would he be good enough, or even just enough, for her to let him in? She was a goddess, a queen to Tony. She floated above the earth, in his eyes. And what was he? A lifelong PC. Didn’t even have the bottle to go for advancement. At least Boulton was a detective sergeant. Tony was 5 years older that him, and still entry level. He was out of his depths trying to woo Katy.
She walked in, and smiled at him. He placed the book back down on the piano. “Sorry, Katy, I just noticed it and wondered what it was…”
“Hey, don’t worry about it!” Katy exclaimed, smiling. “Do you play?”
“Me?” Tony said, “No… I’m afraid not.”
“I could teach you sometime if you’re interested,” she said, and his heart skipped five beats.
“Um… yeah… maybe,” Tony stammered, blushing.
“Here, let’s see how out of tune it is.” Katy sat down at the piano and started running through some scales, comparing the tune of the keys to each other. When she was finished, she said, “Surprisingly, not very off at all. I can get this fixed easily.”
She started playing the opening notes to a song Tony knew from when he was in his early 20’s, Led Zeppelin’s “Thank You.”
Katy sang as she played the song, “When the sun refuses to shine, I will still be loving you. Mountains crumble from the sea, there will still be you and me.”
Tony started to sing with her, his deep baritone voice creating a lovely assonance to her high-range alto voice, “Kind woman, I give you my all. Kind woman, nothing more.”
Katy stopped singing and played for him as he sang the song. Tony wondered to himself why she chose that song, out of any of them. What was she trying to say to him? What did she mean? His heart was pounding so loudly it could be a metronome for her. He felt like his feet were not touching the hardwood floors as he walked up behind her and placed his large hands gently on her shoulders, sliding them down over her arms to her elbows. He took an unsure breath, seeing sparks before his eyes, and he kissed the back of her neck.
Katy stopped playing, and took a sharp breath inward, at the feel of Tony’s lips on her neck. Tony, summing up all the strength he had inside of him withdrew.
“Katy… I’m sorry… Oh Katy I don’t know what came…” Tony spluttered, taking a few steps backwards through the semi-darkened room.
Closing her eyes Katy stood up, and walked towards him.
“Tony…” she sighed. Tony felt everything in him sink towards the floor.
She looked up into his eyes and saw the simple goodness and kindness there. She took his face in her hands and kissed his lips softly. Tony touched her hand with his as she withdrew and smiled sadly, knowing what she was going to say.
Katy kissed him again, and ran her other hand down his broad shoulder and arm. Tony couldn’t help himself. He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss. Just feeling her in his arms, feeling his lips on hers, was more than he had ever hoped to receive. He kissed her again, and felt her body relax and melt into his arms, holding him, kissing him back.
Katy ran her fingers through his hair and down his spine as they kissed. She could feel his breathing become shallow as their bodies touched each other in a tight embrace. Tony pulled away and looked at her.
“Katy… I have to tell you this. I’m in love with you. Ever since I helped you at the pub that time I’ve been in love with you. While you were inside I thought about you constantly. I wanted to see you, I wanted to be with you but I was scared. I didn’t think you’d want me. I didn’t think I was good…”
“Shh..” Katy silenced him with another kiss. “Just be with me Tony.”
Tony ran his hand over her hair anld hld her tight to him. She kissed his jawbone and down his neck. He raised his head, looking up at the ceiling, praying that he was doing the right thing, as her kisses soothed the aching and longing he had inside of him.
Katy took his hand and led Tony upstairs to the bedroom. What escaped their notice, was that a very familiar face had been peering in the lower pane of the window, and had photographed their momentary lapse of reason.
* * *
“Anthony you oog, og, get in there boy,” the shadowy figure murmured to hif. He sHe saw Tony struggle against the lock and force open the door. Katy was standing to the side of him. She looked tired. He snapped a few photos of them on the front porch. The door closed so he decided to put phase 2 into action. He slid up to the front of Katy’s house and crouched down below the boarded up window. He could hear Katy talking on the phone.
He listened and heard her walk into the next room and start playing the piano. The curtain had been opened in that room so he crawled over to it, keeping low to the ground through the weeds. A grass snake slithered away quickly through the high grass. He shuddered.
“I hate snakes,” he said, out loud, to the garden, as if to warn any others to keep away.
He heard Tony start to sing and a grin spread over his face. Crouching low, he peered in the window. He saw Katy walk towards Tony, and he saw him envelope her in a long kiss.
“This is gold…” he said under his breath, and started snapping away. He saw Katy take Tony’s hand and lead him out of the room.
“No prizes for guessing where they’re off to,” he chuckled. He had done a good job. He felt so confident of himself, he didn’t bother with stealth, and stood up, walking through the garden and back to his car. He would see Katy again tomorrow.
Tony drove Katy back to her home in Greenwich. She shook her head as they pulled into her drive. Her car was in storage, John had seen to that. One of her windows was boarded up and the garden was overgrown.
“Look at the state of this,” Katy said, sadly to herself. A large spider had made it’s web over her door. She walked into it’s web and let out a little scream. Tony knocked the thing down and squashed it with his foot.
“Sorry about the window, Katy,” Tony said.
“How did it get that way?” Katy asked.
“Well, I figured, after what happened with John, that you might need someone to check up on your place for you. One day I drove past and saw that the window was broken. It didn’t look like it was a burglary, just a rock thrown through it. I boarded it up for you.”
Katy smiled, “Thanks Tone.”
Katy fished her key out of her purse. Slipping it into the stiff lock, she strained against it, trying to make it slip over.
“May I?” Tony asked.
“Sure.” Katy stepped aside for Tony to give it a go.
Tony grunted as he strained against the stiff metal. He felt it start to give and it slowly slid into place. Turning the handle he squared his shoulder against the swollen wood and with an almighty creak, the door slid open.
A mountain of post was pushed out of the way as the door opened for the first time in years. The house was dark and silent, and cloths had been thrown over the furniture, making them look like ancient ghosts. Tony tried a light switch on the wall, but it didn’t work.
“I cancelled all the utilities – no use paying for it while I’m inside.”
“Of course.” Tony said. He bent down and started tidying up the post scattered about the hallway. Katy walked into the lounge and pulled open the curtains. Light streamed through the top panes of the window and through the cracks in the boards Tony had nailed there.
Tony reached in his pocket and got his mobile. “Here, why don’t you call and get your lights back on?”
“Ok.” Katy said, smiling. She found her old phone book in the bureau where she kept it and looked up the numbers for London Electric, British Gas and Thames Water. Tony walin tin the other room and started to open the curtains. A spider fell on his arm and he swatted it off. It scurried away under Katy’s piano.
Tony heard her talking to the customer service people in the other room and sighed to himself. He pulled up the cloth on her piano and looked at it. It was a good one, Bösendorfer. Katy definitely had a taste for the finer things, by the look of her home. Tony lifted the keyboard cover and pressed middle C, the only note he knew. He noticed a music book laying just under the cloth. U2 – The Joshua Tree. He flipped through the book and a piece of paper slid out – the front page from Mozart’s Le Nozze de Figaro. Tony studied the notes, little black blobs with sticks on the end of them to him. He knew who U2 were but couldn’t say if he had ever heard the Mozart piece before. She was a really eclectic blend of both high-brow and down to earth, was Katy. He sighed to himself, his heart acheveneven worse because of her. Even if he did work up the courage to tell her how he felt, would he be good enough, or even just enough, for her to let him in? She was a goddess, a queen to Tony. She floated above the earth, in his eyes. And what was he? A lifelong PC. Didn’t even have the bottle to go for advancement. At least Boulton was a detective sergeant. Tony was 5 years older that him, and still entry level. He was out of his depths trying to woo Katy.
She walked in, and smiled at him. He placed the book back down on the piano. “Sorry, Katy, I just noticed it and wondered what it was…”
“Hey, don’t worry about it!” Katy exclaimed, smiling. “Do you play?”
“Me?” Tony said, “No… I’m afraid not.”
“I could teach you sometime if you’re interested,” she said, and his heart skipped five beats.
“Um… yeah… maybe,” Tony stammered, blushing.
“Here, let’s see how out of tune it is.” Katy sat down at the piano and started running through some scales, comparing the tune of the keys to each other. When she was finished, she said, “Surprisingly, not very off at all. I can get this fixed easily.”
She started playing the opening notes to a song Tony knew from when he was in his early 20’s, Led Zeppelin’s “Thank You.”
Katy sang as she played the song, “When the sun refuses to shine, I will still be loving you. Mountains crumble from the sea, there will still be you and me.”
Tony started to sing with her, his deep baritone voice creating a lovely assonance to her high-range alto voice, “Kind woman, I give you my all. Kind woman, nothing more.”
Katy stopped singing and played for him as he sang the song. Tony wondered to himself why she chose that song, out of any of them. What was she trying to say to him? What did she mean? His heart was pounding so loudly it could be a metronome for her. He felt like his feet were not touching the hardwood floors as he walked up behind her and placed his large hands gently on her shoulders, sliding them down over her arms to her elbows. He took an unsure breath, seeing sparks before his eyes, and he kissed the back of her neck.
Katy stopped playing, and took a sharp breath inward, at the feel of Tony’s lips on her neck. Tony, summing up all the strength he had inside of him withdrew.
“Katy… I’m sorry… Oh Katy I don’t know what came…” Tony spluttered, taking a few steps backwards through the semi-darkened room.
Closing her eyes Katy stood up, and walked towards him.
“Tony…” she sighed. Tony felt everything in him sink towards the floor.
She looked up into his eyes and saw the simple goodness and kindness there. She took his face in her hands and kissed his lips softly. Tony touched her hand with his as she withdrew and smiled sadly, knowing what she was going to say.
Katy kissed him again, and ran her other hand down his broad shoulder and arm. Tony couldn’t help himself. He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss. Just feeling her in his arms, feeling his lips on hers, was more than he had ever hoped to receive. He kissed her again, and felt her body relax and melt into his arms, holding him, kissing him back.
Katy ran her fingers through his hair and down his spine as they kissed. She could feel his breathing become shallow as their bodies touched each other in a tight embrace. Tony pulled away and looked at her.
“Katy… I have to tell you this. I’m in love with you. Ever since I helped you at the pub that time I’ve been in love with you. While you were inside I thought about you constantly. I wanted to see you, I wanted to be with you but I was scared. I didn’t think you’d want me. I didn’t think I was good…”
“Shh..” Katy silenced him with another kiss. “Just be with me Tony.”
Tony ran his hand over her hair anld hld her tight to him. She kissed his jawbone and down his neck. He raised his head, looking up at the ceiling, praying that he was doing the right thing, as her kisses soothed the aching and longing he had inside of him.
Katy took his hand and led Tony upstairs to the bedroom. What escaped their notice, was that a very familiar face had been peering in the lower pane of the window, and had photographed their momentary lapse of reason.
* * *
“Anthony you oog, og, get in there boy,” the shadowy figure murmured to hif. He sHe saw Tony struggle against the lock and force open the door. Katy was standing to the side of him. She looked tired. He snapped a few photos of them on the front porch. The door closed so he decided to put phase 2 into action. He slid up to the front of Katy’s house and crouched down below the boarded up window. He could hear Katy talking on the phone.
He listened and heard her walk into the next room and start playing the piano. The curtain had been opened in that room so he crawled over to it, keeping low to the ground through the weeds. A grass snake slithered away quickly through the high grass. He shuddered.
“I hate snakes,” he said, out loud, to the garden, as if to warn any others to keep away.
He heard Tony start to sing and a grin spread over his face. Crouching low, he peered in the window. He saw Katy walk towards Tony, and he saw him envelope her in a long kiss.
“This is gold…” he said under his breath, and started snapping away. He saw Katy take Tony’s hand and lead him out of the room.
“No prizes for guessing where they’re off to,” he chuckled. He had done a good job. He felt so confident of himself, he didn’t bother with stealth, and stood up, walking through the garden and back to his car. He would see Katy again tomorrow.