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ME: Are you going to cry? Tell me all about it?
KAI: I’m going to definitely be telling you all about it when I’m deep inside you and you’re screaming my name.
KAI: I just don’t think you’ll hear it the first time so I might have to do it again.
ME: lol, you’re ridiculous.
KAI: I’m serious.
ME: Of course you are.
KAI: Bet?
ME: I’m not a gambling kind of girl like I said.
KAI: Well, it’s alright because it’s going to happen regardless if you do or not.
ME: Alright, killer. Whatever you say.
KAI: You’re just taunting me, sweetheart. It’s not a good idea.
ME: I mean…I’m hearing all this talking but I’ve yet to get a phone call.
KAI: Give me five minutes and I’m all yours.
ME: If I get to a scene with Simon, I might not answer.
KAI: No clue who that is or what you’re talking about. But I can assure you that I can make you come harder than he can.
I blush at that message and exit the thread.
Since I only have a few minutes until he calls me, I try to steady my mind and the slight nervousness that washes over me.
Kai is as intimidating as he is attractive and I’m slightly shell-shocked that he’d even want to do anything with a girl like me.
I’m not thin-as-a-rail skinny and I’m not a blonde with crystal-blue eyes. I have a path of freckles along my nose and cheeks, and red hair. I have curves where I’m thick, but they don’t make a difference to Kai’s ability to lift me up because the man is huge.
It’s not long before five minutes pass and I’m wondering if he got caught up in a conversation with someone and couldn’t get away.
Finding something else to do, I go onto my Instagram where curiosity gains my attention. The wholeVegas vibeshave me wondering if anyone has taken any pictures of him while he’s been there, and wondering about the sort of people that are present when he has to do things like this.
I type in his boxer name and begin searching.
The first one I find is from tonight, with twoblondeson either side of him, and they’re beautiful. The caption readsout with the hottestand I can’t help but feel annoyed.
Whatever.
I can’t deny that.
Soon, I’m lost in a sea of shit that I never should’ve sailed on. I could tell you that he’s out at a club right now with a bunch of women. I could tell you that it’s a trend. I also could tell you that most of them are blondes. Very few of the pictures are with men, but he’s a dude. And Kai doesn’t seem like the kind of guy who takes random selfies either. All the photos were taken by other people.
Forty-five minutes go by before I notice and I’m already mentally exhausted from the Nancy Drew mission I was just on.
He’s not going to call.
Kai is out doing his thing and I have no right to get pissed at him for working and not being able to call.
However, I am disappointed.
