Page 39 of Keeping Kyler
“Forget it.” I shrug. “She isn’t worth it, and I can handle her.”
“I knew that bitch Addison was too quiet today,” Keaton supplies. “Even if she was purposely laying low on her first day back.”
“You think she put Peyton up to it?” I ask doubtfully.
“Most likely,” Kal responds, unwrapping the cling film from the plate of sandwiches left out for us.
“Peyton’s a right cow. She doesn’t need Addison to supply the ammo, she’s more than capable of doing that on her own.” I sit on the bench alongside Keaton. Kal sits across from us, sliding the plate into the middle of the table. As they eat, I tell them about my meeting in the principal’s office and my assertion about Addison’s birth mum. “What do you think?”
Kal waves his spoon in the air. “I think that makes a lot of sense. I also think you’re right not to let this go, but you shouldn’t involve Ky. Don’t drag him into this.” He sends me a cautionary look.
“I’m not keeping secrets from him.”
Kal leans over the table. “I’m not saying you should. Maybe investigate it yourself first, and if there’s something there, then share it with Ky.”
I chew on my lower lip, mulling it over. Kyisdealing with a lot of heavy stuff, and maybe I should do some searching on my own before jumping the gun. While I’m pretty certain I’ve called it correctly, it’s just a hunch at the moment. Best to get some concrete proof before I open up the whole Addison drama again. “Let’s call Keven.”
Keaton heads off to his room to get ready for a date with his girlfriend, Melissa, while Kal and I go to my room to call Keven. He answers on the first ring, and I let him know what I’ve discovered. “I haven’t had time to do much research this week,” Keven advises, “but it’s very helpful to have her birth mother’s name. I’ve got a couple of free hours on Sunday, and I’ll see if I can dig up anything.”
I hang up and flop down on my bed. Kal throws himself on the bed beside me. “What was it like in your school today?” I ask. “Were there reporters outside?”
“Yep.” He stretches out, leaning his head back on his hands. “But only a handful so it wasn’t too bad.”
“Did Ky get flack?”
He crosses his feet at the ankles. “A bit, but most were too afraid to call him on it. Sounds like you’ve drawn the short straw in that regard.”
“I wasn’t expecting the issue to be my relationship with Ky, but I guess I was naïve. People still think it’s gross.”
My door swings open and I look up. Ky is lounging against the doorframe looking awfully chuffed with himself. “Hey, babe.”
I climb off the bed and go to him, throwing my arms around his neck and pressing my body into his. His eyes darken with lust, and the usual spark of electricity charges the air between us. My chest pumps up and down as he rubs his thumb along my lower lip. Raw need pulses between my legs, and my knees turn weak. Gripping the back of my head, Ky lowers his face, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I melt into him, moaning into his mouth as his tongue lashes against mine. He rubs up against me, and the feel of his arousal grinding right where I need him is like a shot of liquid lust straight to my core. I’m only short of crawling up his body like a love-addicted spider monkey.
“That was disturbingly gross,” Kal says directly into my ear, and I shriek, caught off guard.
Ky loosens his hold on me, looking back into the corridor and mouthing something. I frown in confusion, trying to step around him, but his arms are like solid metal restraints around my waist. “I have a surprise for you.” My eyes expand, and he smiles broadly, showcasing his exquisite smile and those cute dimples I love. “Close your eyes.” I do as I’m told without question, allowing him to spin me around and guide me out into the corridor. “Open them.”
I blink my eyes open and scream.
Chapter Sixteen
Faye
Racing forward, I throw myself at Jill and Rachel, tears flowing freely down my face. We indulge in a group hug, jumping up and down and squealing like we’re toddlers. “Oh my God, you guys, what are you doing here?” I ease back, looking at both their excited faces. “How are you here?”
“Ask the ride behind you,” Rach teases, winking at Ky.
I pivot around. “You did this?”
He saunters toward me slowly, nodding. “I knew you missed your friends.” He tucks a few stray strands of hair behind my ear. “They were supposed to be here for Thanksgiving, but I had to adjust our plans last minute.”
I launch myself at him, and he almost loses his balance. “I love you.” I dot kisses all over his face. “I love you so much.” I claim his mouth in a soul-altering kiss.
“Totally gross,” Kal says from somewhere behind me, making a gagging sound.
“Wow,” Ky says when I eventually let him break away. “Remind me to surprise you more often.” His eyes sparkle with desire and love.
I grab his hands and pull him over to my friends. Kal is already there, introducing himself in his usual inimitable style. Jill is flushed and giggling while Rach is studying him like he’s some strange creature. “How long are you here for?” I ask.
