Chapter 15
CHAPTER 15
Kyler
“ D ude, what the fuck happened?”
Chase shakes his head, looking out of sorts. “Where is she?”
“She took off with my girl. Now, tell me why the hell she was crying.”
“We were playing spin the bottle, and she landed on me. Next thing I know, she’s kissing the hell out of me. Fuck, Kye.” He shakes his head. “It was so fucking hot. But things went a little too far, and the others started making fun of the poor girl and laughing at her. She ran out before I could get my head out of my ass and do something. I need to go apologize to her.”
I look around the room, livid when I see Cassie’s sidekicks sniggering in the corner. I’m guessing they were the ones who picked on the poor girl. I pin my stare on them, gritting my teeth. When they notice me glaring, their smiles drop. That’s right. They’re done. They won’t be allowed to sit with us anymore. They won’t be invited to anymore parties. And they won’t be getting dates to the prom. We’ll see how they feel, standing off in the corner, being isolated by their peers, while us guys show up with the ones they called losers.
“I’ll text, Presley. See if it’s okay to stop by her place. But first, you need to get these obnoxious fuckers out of your house.”
He looks at me and nods. “The party is over! Get the fuck out!” His voice blares throughout the room. Everyone stops, looking in our direction, and I tip my chin. They better leave now, or else they’ll be dealing with me come Monday.
Presley answers the door and narrows right in on Chase.
“You don’t even have to say it, Pres. Where is she? Can I talk to her?”
Presley opens the door wider, and sitting on the couch is a red-eyed Ruby, who doesn’t look happy to see him. He walks right in, going straight to her, and I reach for my girl, pulling her outside.
“Come on, babe. Let’s give them some privacy.”
She looks nervously over her shoulder, but then decides it’s safe to leave her friend. I lead her to the backyard and out to her old treehouse. We used to spend night after night up there reading comics. Hours of laughter under the stars. Some of the best memories of my life were made up in that tree.
“You want to go up?” I ask.
She smiles and starts up the old wooden ladder. I follow up after her, trying not to stumble as I stare at her perfect backside. When I climb inside our old hangout, it’s a much tighter fit than it used to be. We both aren’t scrawny little rugrats anymore. Presley has definitely filled out in all the right places, making my pants a tight fit too.
“I just came out here the other day and cleaned the place up. It was full of cobwebs.” She scoots to the back and unrolls the yoga mat for us to sit on. The place hasn’t changed. The stack of comics is still sitting in the corner. The binoculars we used to spy on the neighbors with are still sitting on the window ledge. And the heart with “BFF” painted in the center is still on the wall.
I trace my finger over it, smiling as the memory of the day she told me I was going to be her best friend forever floods back in. She told me all the ground rules of our friendship. “And that means no trying to kiss me, mister.”
She comes up behind me, resting her chin on my shoulder, and the warmth spreads through me. “Am I allowed to kiss you now?” I tease. I shift around to face her and pull her right into my lap.
“I have a confession to make.” She runs her fingers through my hair, and the sparks ignite under her touch. “I had a crush on you, too.”
“You did?” I smile. “Then how come you never tried to kiss me?”
“Because I thought I’d get cooties if I kissed you.”
I chuckle at her ridiculousness. She was always afraid of cooties.
“You don’t seem afraid now.”
She leans in and brushes her lips across mine. Every touch from her always feels like it’s smoldering. “I’m a brave girl now, Kye. And I’m not afraid of anything when it comes to you.”
That’s what I’ve been wanting to hear. “That’s good, babe. You shouldn’t be.”
She shifts on my lap, and my hard cock is nestled right between her legs. Her eyes flutter on contact, and then… her little hips start rocking, her pussy grinding down on my cock. She’s staring right into my eyes, and what I see in her depths hits me right in the center of my heart.
“I’m falling in love with you, Kyler Jacobs.” She picks up the pace. Her hands gripping tighter in my hair. “I’m falling so hard, and I need you to catch me.”
“I’ve got you, baby.” I thrust up, tightening my grip on her waist, grinding her back and forth. “I’ve got you, and I’m never letting you go. God, I’m so in love with you, Presley.”
She shatters in my arms. Her lips crashing forward, and this kiss singes itself into my memory. Our first kiss was fueled by lust, but this one… this one is fueled by love.
“Kyler! Where the fuck are you? It’s time to go.”
Chase’s voice has me groaning. If it weren’t for the fact that he sounds frazzled, and the fact that Ruby has been left alone with him, I’d tell him to fuck off. But that’s my cue. It’s time for me to head out.
“Sorry, babe. Wish I could stay and cuddle up under the stars with you, but I’ve gotta go.”
“Don’t be sorry.” She shakes her head. “We have the rest of our lives to cuddle.”
Yes, we do.
We climb down from the treehouse and Chase is already sitting in my truck. I give Pres one last kiss and then tell her goodnight.
“So, what happened?” I ask, looking over at my buddy as I get situated. He’s got that ragged look on his face again. I just hope he didn’t do anything I need to kick his ass for.
“I asked if I could kiss her again, but she told me no.” He did what? Is he fucking stupid? The girl’s been through a ton of shit today, and now he’s trying to get into her pants. “Don’t give me that look, Kye. I think I have a crush on her.”
“And I think you should think about this from her perspective. We’ve ignored her for years. Called her the recluse. Then she’s humiliated in front of everyone. After what already happened earlier today. Do you really think she wants your tongue down her throat? She doesn’t trust you, man. And she doesn’t have a reason to.”
He turns to face the window, staring back at Presley’s house as I start to back out of the driveway. He looks confused. Like a lost puppy. I think this is the first time a girl hasn’t fallen for his charms. But if I were Ruby, I would keep my distance. If he truly wants her, he’ll put in the work. But first, he has to earn her trust.
If I’ve learned anything from my girl, trust is the key to winning a girl’s heart. They need to know they’re safe before they let themselves fall.