Page 8 of His Team

“Oh. Well, I just saw Kayleen. She looks lovely tonight. I’m sure you’re already missing her,” Mama says.

I narrow my eyes. Is this what this shit is about? I haven’t seen Kay since our fight the day of freshman orientation.

I’ve had a lot on my plate. I haven’t had time. It’s not like I haven’t called her or told her she can come by the apartment as long as she didn’t harp on the same bullshit while there.

She can’t let it go and I don’t know what the fuck she wants me to do about the situation. It’s not going to change. Caleb and I ain’t changing schools and I don’t think there is a way for Kay to join us this year, so it is what it is.

I don’t want to keep talking about it. It’s not like she was accepted to many of the schools throwing offers at me and Cal. If this was going to be such a problem for her, she should have worked harder in high school. She knew the plan.

“Here she is,” Mama says, pulling me from my thoughts.

Kay walks over to us in this tight dress that’s showing off her breasts. Her mom and mine have been best friends since they were little girls. It has always been their dream for the two of us to get together.

Neither has been shy about it. I think I’ve heard it all my life. However, Kay was the one to initiate making their dreams come true.

When we turned fourteen, Kay started to look like a smoke show with her green eyes and long, dark hair. It didn’t hurt that her boobs got ridiculously big.

The first time she kissed me, I was taken by surprise. I had a girlfriend at the time. It was new, but Kayleen knew about her.

Within a week, Amanda broke up with me and Kay was my girlfriend. We became a thing because it was what our mamas wanted. It’s not that I haven’t grown to care for Kay.

She’s been a friend since I was a little boy. We grew up together and the relationship used to make sense. All the arguing and fighting is just who we are—we’ve been at each other’s throats since she used to want to play with us all the time and I thought she was an annoying girl.

Now, I can’t help wondering if this is what we want or what our mamas are telling us we want. This shit with school is only highlighting everything else for me.

“Hey, babe,” Kay says as she moves to me and wraps her arms around my neck.

I wrap my arms around her waist. I’m taken by surprise as she lifts on her toes and kisses me. It’s not the kind of kiss for this setting. Kay is never this aggressive either.

I tighten my hold on her as she moans into my mouth. I guess she’s ready to make up. If she’s ready to let the bullshit go, I’m not going to protest.

“Look at you two. Perfect, I always knew you two would make the perfect match,” Mama coos.

Kay pulls away and looks back at me lustfully. I lift a brow as I grin back at her. Maybe she’ll come back to the apartment later.

“Listen, you two enjoy yourselves tonight. It can be like old times. Cam, I invited some of your friends from high school,” Mama says before she takes off.

Her words cause my hackles to go up and I narrow my eyes at Kay. She looks away from me and begins to fidget.

Instead of saying a word, I turn and walk off. There is no way Kay can be this selfish. None of this is about us.

Kayleen

Standing out in the backyard of the Perry home by the pool, I wrap my arms around my middle. There are tons of people here. Some from high school and others who are friends of the Perrys.

All these people and I still feel so alone. This is bringing home how I’ve been feeling since everyone started school without me. I lock gazes with Cam and he’s scowling at me from near the back door of the house.

Oh no. He’s pissed at me. This isn’t going how I wanted it to. Cameron has done his best not to be anywhere near me.

Not that I haven’t tried to be by his side all night. He and Dakota disappeared for a bit. I get that they went to take Caleb something to eat and probably hung out with him while up there.

“That was my mistake,” I mumble to myself.

Caleb doesn’t do well at these things. I hadn’t considered that when Mrs. Jemma suggested this party. I think I might have made things worse than they already were.

I’ve been giving Cam space to cool off over the last week. I had intended to smooth things over tonight. This has gone wrong so fast.

Maybe Cam is right. I’ve been so focused on making this work because it’s what we’ve been told it should be. What if this is only what our mamas want?

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