Page 18 of Mending Scars

She smiled warmly and pushed up to kiss me. My hands moved down to grip her ass as I slipped my tongue in her mouth. I pressed her down into my hardening cock, making her gasp and break the kiss. “We can’t—what if Kamden comes in?”

I smirked and squeezed her ass. “So?”

She smacked me on the shoulder and scoffed. “Ryker!”

I laughed. “Okay, okay. I’ll behave.”

Kaiya scooted down and lay her head back in the center of my chest. We talked a little longer before we both drifted off to sleep.

Loud, drunken laughter and the door hitting the wall woke both Kaiya and me. Kamden and some girl stumbled into the living room—both of them were wasted. They could barely stand, and their eyes were bloodshot and red.

Kaiya got up and furiously strode toward Kamden, who was oblivious to us. She placed her hands on her hips and stared up at him when she reached the drunken couple. His glazed eyes focused on her as he directed his attention away from the blonde that was all over him.

“Where have you been, Kam? I’ve been worried sick about you!” Kaiya’s voice was clouded by sleep, but there was no masking the anger in it.

Kamden’s eyes narrowed as he slurred, “None of your fucking business.”

Kaiya was about to speak again as Kamden walked around her with the girl in tow. “You are my fucking business, Kamden! I just want to help you!” Kaiya yelled as she followed him. She grabbed his arm. “Talk to me, Kam.”

“I don’t want to fucking talk anymore!” Kamden roared as he wrenched his arm from Kaiya’s grasp. “Leave me alone, Kaiya!”

Rage lit up my veins, sending my heart pummeling against my chest as I watched him push her away into the wall.

Fucking bastard!

Shock and hurt filled Kaiya’s face as I rushed over to them. I reared back to punch Kamden in his fucking jaw for touching my girl. I didn’t give a fuck that he was her brother.

Kaiya’s voice was barely above a whisper as she stopped me, gripping my forearm with both hands. “Don’t. Just let him be.”

Kamden’s face morphed from anger to sadness as realization sank in. He let go of the blonde, who almost fell from the loss of his support, and approached Kaiya with open arms. “Ky, I’m so sorry. I didn’t me—”

Kaiya turned away from him, burying her face in my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and shook my head at Kamden. He had another thing coming if he thought I was going to let him near her after what he just did.

Kamden backed away as he apologized again, “I’m sorry,sorella.So sorry.”

Kaiya softly cried into my bare chest, and I clenched my fists to temper my anger. Kamden was so fucking lucky that Kaiya was in between us, or I would’ve beat the shit out of him.

Kamden turned and went into his room. He slammed the door, leaving the drunk girl leaning against the wall in the hallway. I lifted Kaiya into my arms and carried her to her bedroom, only concerned about her well-being. I couldn’t care less about Kamden’s booty call.

Once I shut the door, I heard banging. The girl yelled, “What the fuck, Kamden? You said you’d show me a good time.”

Ignoring her, I lay Kaiya in bed before climbing in next to her. I covered us with her comforter and wiped the tears from her face. “Don’t cry, baby. He didn’t mean it.”

Her bottom lip quivered. “I know. I just feel like I’m losing him. How can I save him?”

“You can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved.”

She closed her eyes. “I can’t lose him—he’s the only family I have left.”

I caressed her cheek. “You have me, too, Warrior. Always.”

Her vibrant blue eyes opened and locked on mine. “I love you.”

I brushed my lips over hers before leaning down to her chest. I gently kissed her scar, then moved back up to her lips again. “I love you,” I murmured against them.

Enclosing Kaiya in my arms, it didn’t take long for us to fall back asleep, exhausted from the events of the night.

My eyes burned as I stared at the computer screen at work. They were still puffy and swollen from crying the night before. Kamden pushing me had been replaying in my mind since I woke up. Plus, I still had the same fucking headache, and I’d thrown up again this morning when I’d gotten out of bed.

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