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The door opened, and I whipped around, immediately crossing my arms casually as if I hadn’t just been having a total toddler meltdown. Jonah looked down at my feet and then back up at my face condescendingly. Whatever he had opened the door to say, he decided against it, rolling his eyes as he turned back into the room and shut me out once again.
I held both middle fingers up toward the door and sent silent obscenities at him when it opened again. It was as if he knew exactly what I was doing and re-emerged just to reprimand me.
“I will end you, Kai.” Civil, my ass. I just stuck my middle fingers up higher, putting them in his face as annoyingly as I could until he began swatting me away. “Very mature.” He smacked my wrist from in front of his chin.
“Very mature,” I mocked.
He clawed at the air in front of himself, stiffening his fingers with anger as I stuck my tongue out. Frustration poured out of him with nowhere to go, and I gained only mild satisfaction from it. In an instant, he closed his eyes and forced himself to breathe deeply. Two seconds in, two seconds out. He turned back into the room and shut the door once again.
I stomped down the hallway, my friends following suit.
Chapter 31
Kai
June, Tiff and I sat around a black patio table, each with a coffee in front of us. The caffeine was doing nothing to help the waves of emotion crashing inside of me, swishing around as if to push my body into action against my will.
The girls had done their very best not to say anything until we were all seated and comfortable, though they made a handful of suspicious faces on our way around the corner to the cafe. Now that we were all settled, they both placed their elbows on the metal table, staring at me without a word.
“What?” I asked, flicking my chin to avert my gaze.
“Wow, Kai,” Tiff said. “Seems like there’s a lot of pent-up energy over there.” She circled her hands in my direction and pulled her cheeks back.
“That’s what happens when you don’t fuck for two years.” June lifted her eyebrows at me with a little grin.
I clicked my tongue. “Gross, June.”
“Sorry. But you can’t really tell me you’re still avoiding it. I know a pair of flushed cheeks when I see one.” She flicked her long, brown hair behind her shoulder and lifted her eyebrows even higher, as if that were possible.
I took a pause to think about how I was going to tell the girls what happened, but immediately got lost in a vision of what had fucking happened. Suddenly, I saw the image of myself sitting on top of Jonah, his stupid tattoos diving between my legs, his eyes watching my face, roaming my skin the entire fucking time. I wanted to kiss his neck again, hug him, press myself into him with no restraint. He was so obnoxiously hot, it made me want to fucking lose it.
“Kai!” Tiff snapped her fingers in front of me, and I came back to reality. “Jeez.”
“Oh, fuck, guys,” I whined. I crushed my face behind my hands as my brain flooded with the severity of the situation and my center filled with sensations of him. It was a horrible mix of hopelessness and horniness. My mumbles hit my palms, my fingers unable to reveal my shameful eyes. “It’s so bad, guys. Jonah made me… Oh god. We…”
The sound of chairs scraping on the pavement below caused me to jerk my hands away from my face. When I adjusted to the view in front of me, I found both girls standing, leaning over the table. To say they were on the edge of their seats to hear my story would’ve been a gross understatement.
I bit down on my thumbnail.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I stood to meet them with an aggressive push of my chair.
“He made me come,” I whisper-yelled. “He didn’t kiss me. We didn’t even hook up. I mean, I don’t even know what to call that. It was just his fingers. And I guess he… Nothing. Oh god. I have been raging all fucking day.”
Both girls stood still for a moment, making me question what their reaction would be, before simultaneously breaking out into loud, embarrassing squeals that caught the attention of the other patrons seated around us.
“Shh!” I begged them to sit back down with me, gesturing frantically with my arms.
“Oh my god, oh my god!” June giggled as she took her seat.
“I cannot fucking believe this,” Tiff said, covering her grin with a tattooed hand as she, too, lowered herself into her chair. “Oliver owes me twenty dollars.”
“Oh, me too!” June smacked a palm to her forehead. “Thanks for reminding me.”
I shook my head back and forth quickly to reset and clear my brain. What the fuck did Oliver’s debts have to do with my vagina?
June quickly noticed my confusion and kindly clarified. “We made a bet.”
