Revelations #3
Immy started cackling, “I LOVE YOU!” I snorted, “Come on, you have to know how to ditch them at any given moment.” Immy said, “Of course I do. We can’t use my normal methods.
Which means we will have to get creative.
We’ll have to time our next one to perfection.
There’s going to be a big meeting Keaton goes to.
We’ll do it when he’s supposed to come back. ”
I laughed, “That sounds good to me.” Immy sounded quite serious when she said, “I need to go have a come to Jesus with someone. I’ll chat later.” I laughed and hung up the phone. I admitted, “I feel a little bad for whoever was getting at talking to.”
I walked into my spare room and pulled up my computer. I had so many emails causing me to sigh as I scanned through them. I was happy to see none were from my grandpa. I’m guessing that means no one would give him my email.
Before I could click and reply on any email, a video call popped up. I accepted the call. Trit sighed in relief, “Thank god! Where have you been?” I made a face answering, “All over the place really. What’s wrong?” Trit snorted, “We’ve all been worried.” I frowned, “Why?”
Trit sighed, “Grandpa. Dad said the conversation between you two didn’t go well.” I shrugged, “Yeah, I’m stunned grandpa and grandma didn’t work out.” Trit winced, “Serenity said you heard Lily talking.” I asked, “You don’t call her grandma?”
Trit laughed, “We actually never met her, the woman’s quite literally nothing to me.
” I asked, “So, is it the worst kept secret of all time that Lily wasn’t dead?
Grandpa seemed to think everyone believed that.
” Trit snorted, “He might be in denial. Caspian had suspicions, but he was filled in when he became King. Then he filled us in. We honestly thought that was case before anyone confirmed it.”
I rolled my eyes, “You’ve known Alon was a liar your whole life then.” Trit sighed, “He was a good grandpa to us.” I grumbled, “Except that he’s a liar.” Trit winced, “Attina says you shouldn’t trust him.” I asked, “Who is Attina?”
Trit smiled, “My song person.” I nodded, “Not trusting Alon does seem to be the consensus. Among a lot of people. Don’t worry, I don’t. I think Alon’s a jerk, and he’s more upset I overheard him. Which means I won’t trust him.” Trit made a face.
Someone knocked on my door. I told him, “I’ve got to go, I’ll talk to you later.” Trit nodded and signed off. I touched the screen, “I miss you, Trit. All of you really.” I locked my computer and answered my door.
I groaned, “I’ve got to start looking through the keyhole before I open the door.” Lisa hissed, “How DARE you!” I frowned, “How dare I what?” Lisa stepped closer to me, “Act like you know anything! You’re a na?ve, silly little girl who…”
I interrupted, “You’re only a year and change older than I am but ok.
” Lisa hissed, “DON’T interrupt me! You’re such a slut and a bitch!
” I laughed, “I’m not cheating on my boyfriend.
He’s the only one I’m sleeping with so you’re wrong.
Which really isn’t that shocking. Am I bitch?
Well, gosh I can be. Currently the one with that title would be you. ”
Lisa raised her hand like she was going to attempt to slap me, but I wouldn’t let that happen again. A growl erupted and in a flash her hand was caught. Keaton demanded, “GET OUT OF HERE, LISA! Don’t come near my girlfriend ever again!”
Lisa cried, “Keaton.” Sassy hissed and suddenly I had Lisa’s hand that was about to wipe her snot on Keaton again.
I reiterated my earlier message from the school parking lot, “Get some tissues for your purse, and stop treating my boyfriend like he is your personal handkerchief. It’s gross and unsanitary. ”
Lisa glared at me. Gosh darn it, I wished she’d go away. Then it hit me. I knew how to make my boyfriend’s ex go away. I began to hum the tune Caspian told me about again. Fear flashed on Lisa’s face and she ran away.
Keaton teased, “Can you teach me that song? It’s handy considering my ex appears to be afraid of it.” I shrugged, “Sure, it’s pretty easy.” Keaton asked, “Where did you learn it?” I smiled, “My brother.” Keaton considered that, “You should ask him why.”
I frowned, “I don’t know that the explanation would make sense. It’s probably some mob thing.” Except that would more than likely make sense to him, since he was totally in the mob too. Keaton laughed, “I’m curious what your brother would say.” I nodded, “I could ask.” If I remembered.
We walked back inside. Keaton said, “I hear you bought a dress.” I blushed, “Immy said we could go together if you didn’t…” My boyfriend growled, “Mine!” I laughed, “Are you asking me?” Keaton smiled, “Odette, I’m going to ask you to prom in a very over the top way.”
I joked, “Are you going to post it note my car? I’ve seen that done a lot.” Keaton smirked, “Nope.” I asked, “Get me a pepperoni pizza that spells prom?” Keaton laughed, “Not that either.” I clapped, “Ping pong balls in my locker.”
Keaton asked, “Jesus, why would anyone do that? I feel like that would annoy the potential prom date more than anything else.” I shrugged, “It worked when I saw it. She was a ping pong champion.” Keaton laughed, “Well, I’m not doing anything to your locker or your car.
It would have to be my truck since I drive you to school. ”
I blushed knowing my man had a point. I asked, “Are you getting me a prom cookie?” Keaton asked, “What is a prom cookie?” I gasped, “The giant cookie with prom and a question mark written on it! How can you not know that? It’s a prom staple!”
Keaton asked, “Is it really?” I answered, “Literally every school I’ve been at someone is asked with a prom cookie. Ohhh one of the schools I went to, one girl’s boyfriend filled her room with balloons and serenaded her.”
Keaton smirked, “I can’t sing.” I gasped teasing, “I’m sorry.
There’s something you can’t do? Well, I never.
I have to reconsider our entire relationship now.
You’re basically perfect at everything. Not being able to sing is just something you should’ve disclosed before now. ” My boyfriend yanked me into a kiss.
I pulled back, “You make a compelling argument. Hmmm, after careful consideration you not being able to sing is no big deal.” Keaton smiled broadly at me. I waved, “Seriously though, sing a tune for me. I bet you’re not bad. You’re probably just being humble.”
Keaton laughed, “I assure you, I’m not.” I turned on some music on my phone. I started singing a song I’d found is guaranteed to get every single student signing. Sweet Caroline by Neil Diamond. Keaton joined in by the second line.
We danced around my apartment singing at the top of our lungs. Which my boyfriend clearly found deeply amusing. I chided, “I’m disappointed. You did not make any dogs start howling and carrying on with you. You can carry a tune, Key.”
Keaton snorted, “I really can’t.” I disagreed, “Yes, you can. I was expecting something horrible. You’ve got that deep sexy voice thing going on.
Sing a country song.” He laughed, “If you want.” I smiled, “You with a guitar and that voice…” I trailed off and fanned my face getting hot and bothered by my own thoughts.
Gosh, I really was getting turned on thinking about it.
Keaton growled and yanked me against him. I tapped his nose, “That growl.” He did it again. I pushed him into the wall, feeling his smirk against my lips. I slowly trailed my lips along Keaton’s jaw, nibbling on his neck slowly.
Keaton’s breathing change and I felt his desire against my hip. I giggled, “My man likes his neck being nibbled.” I bit a little harder. He groaned, “Odette.” Sassy seemed to be calculating something. I got to the spot where his neck meets his shoulder and nipped him harder.
Keaton’s hands gripped my hips pulling me into him. Sassy took control and bit down hard. My Sassy song happily screamed her song now. I felt something wet on my lips, but I could feel Sassy urging me to ignore it. I hummed the song I always did when I saw Keaton.
I felt a shift in the air, which sounded crazy but accurate.
I looked at my boyfriend. Keaton’s eyes were pitch black.
Man, I needed that eye doctor appointment.
My man pinned me against the wall and ripped my shirt off.
I snorted, “I hope you own a mall.” Keaton growled, “Emmett does.” Of course he did. What was I thinking?
Keaton growled, “Fucking mine!” He attacked the same spot on my neck that I had on his. I could see why he liked it. I felt like every nip like I was nearly leaving my body. Keaton growled and threw me over his shoulder.
Before I could process anything, my boyfriend sat me down in front of the couch. I spotted blood on his neck. I gasped, “Did I draw blood? Oh my god! I’m so sorry.” Without commenting, Keaton spun me around, yanking off my shorts and underwear.
He bent me over the couch. I shivered with anticipation, “Are you ok, Key? Did I…?” Keaton growled and spanked me as if asking the question insulted him. I felt my man’s fingers on my stomach trailing downwards.
My head rolled to the slide when Keaton circled his fingers around my clit. I was soaking wet already. He trailed the same fingers, slick with my juices, up my body then began to circle my nipple. My boyfriend gripped my hips with the other hand and slid into me.
Keaton warned, “You might want to hang on.” To what? The couch? How was that going to help? Sassy was smugly singing away. I did as my man advised. He pulled back and slammed into me causing me to moan.
Keaton was now gripping both my hips and pulling me back as he thrusted. He pulled lightly on my hair. I begged, “Pull it harder, Key.” He applied the perfect amount of pressure. I screamed, “KEATON!”
Keaton and I became insatiable for hours. When we finally fell apart, I mumbled, “Please dear god, just let me sleep.” Keaton asked, “What?” Before I could even attempt to explain that comment darkness surrounded me because I was exhausted.