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God, the things I wanted to do to those lips.
"Let's place our order, I am sure Kayla would go for some boring veggies and claim she is preserving the planet," Mark teased and a smile formed on her lips, that was the first time she smiled today. Am I causing her to be unhappy?
Everything about us was wrong, I couldn't go against my best friend that way by having sex with his kid sister and yet, I wanted to do a lot of nasty, unholy things to her right now.
"What about Samantha, has she reached out?" Mark asked as he took in a spoon of the soup right before us, and I could see Kayla's eyes widen.
Samantha is the last person I want to talk about right now and I don't know why Mark is bringing up that topic.
"Yes, she did, " I stuttered, and I could see Kayla's eyes fall on me. I know she had a lot of questions I hoped Mark wouldn't ask.
"That bitch, what was her excuse for not coming to the court?"
Samantha is my entitled, rich, bratty, slutty, and affluent ex-girlfriend. She was the kind of girlfriend you would hate in movies because she was always whining and complaining about everything. Mark never liked her and never read shy about his opinion about her, I tried so hard to defend and excuse all her obnoxious attitude.
But what sealed the fact for me that indeed she is a bitch was when I got convicted for murder, she acted like I never existed, she never visited, and gave a ridiculous excuse about not being able to stand the negativity of courtrooms.
She really was a bitch and I guess I never saw it then because she was great in bed.
"She didn't have any, just wanted us to meet up now that I am back," I tried not to give out a lot of information because I was sensitive to the presence of Kayla who tried to appear uninterested as she struggled with her meatballs.
"Please tell me you aren’t going to meet up with her,"
"I am not," I lied to Mark. No, I lied to Kayla. I was going to meet up with Samantha tomorrow.
"Good please just forget about her,"
The rest of lunch was just filled with casual talk and Kayla was all silent. It was having a mental effect on me because I felt like I am the one driving her to that state and I didn't want to be responsible for that. It wouldn't be fair to her.
As we got back, Mark went upstairs, and I decided to talk to Kayla.
"Can we talk Kayla,"
"Talk about what, Logan?" she asked harshly, the feisty girl was back, I saw this part of her yesterday. A version that was soft, calm, and curtailed. But this version right here wasn't that girl.
"I am sorry for just walking out, it wasn't intentional."
"Bullshit," she scoffed. She was right, I was full of a lot of shit and here she is, so pure and simple, so hot, I want to fuck her.
"Urgh," I grunted, trying to shake that feeling of wanting to fuck her, right now, to rip off her crop top and pull off her denim jeans, to press her back to the wall, crush her chest to mine.
She isn't making it easy for me right now.
"We should try to stay away from each other Kayla,"
"Why, because heaven forbid, we end up fucking," she glared at me dead In the eyes, her gaze was stern and unforgiving.
"Kayla, I can't have sex with you,"
I lied again, in my mind, I had already had sex with her multiple times and caused her to have multiple orgasms as she moaned my name, and I thrust deep inside of her.
"Why?" she simply asks, her eyes piercing deep into mine, it was almost like they were begging me to take her in my arms and make sweet love to her and listen to the harmony of her rhythmic moans.
"It wouldn't be right," I simply replied and turned to leave cowardly, as I couldn't stand being around her, her mere presence causes me to have thoughts, very impure nasty thoughts.
"Stay away from me Kayla, the next time you get this close, I promise, I won't hold back,"
I muttered and left without waiting for a reply.
