Okay. That worked wonders.
“Jesus, get up,” she mumbles and I do as I’m told, smiling at her as she’s trying to hide her laugh.
“Apology accepted?” I ask innocently.
“I guess so. I like you on your knees for me.” She flashes that foxy smile again.
“Yeah, same,” I say, then a light slap lands on my face, and I can’t help the grin that follows.
Fuck, I love her so much. I’m in so deep.
?
We sit in my car, her legs draped over my lap and our fingers laced together as we listen to her music and look out the window at our favorite viewpoint over the city.
“I want to hold you while falling asleep, Kiara. I’m tired of saying goodbye to you every night,” I whisper to her, my voice low and tired since it’s already after two in the morning.
“You’re the one keeping me far away from that mansion of yours.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I swear it’s for your own good.”
“You know, you’re gonna have to tell me what the deal is. Someday.”
“I know. I will.” I exhale.
“I’m starting to think you’re a family of vampires at this point.”
That’s actually quite accurate.
She stares at me for a moment, then exhales with a little disappointment.
I hate that I can’t tell her anything. She should be angry. I don’t get it, she’s never angry at me for more than ten seconds.
“If you can stand my mother’s annoyed stare in the morning, then come home with me,” she whispers and my chest fills with warmth.
I can stand anything just so I can fall asleep with her.
“She really hates me that much?” I eventually ask.
“She just thinks that you’re,” she pauses, searching for words.
“Weird?”
“No, not really, she thinks you’re troubled,” she rolls her eyes and continues, “but I don’t care. Don’t mind her. She doesn’t know you.”
“It’s okay. I’m adopted and homeschooled. I get it.”
I run my fingers up and down her legs resting over my lap as she suddenly jumps up and screams.
“Oh my God!” She squeaks out.
I panic for a second before realizing it’s a happy scream.
She looks out the window and I follow her gaze. Snowflakes start to fall on our windshield and the city scattered in front of us is slowly being covered by heavy snowfall.
“First snow! Let’s go!” she says, grabbing her coat before getting out of the car.
I follow her immediately and my cheeks burn from the tense smile caused by her silly happiness. She waits for me in front of the car and takes both my hands, looking at me eagerly.
