Page 21 of Calculated Kisses with a Scorpio
At the sink, I washed my hands and stared at Camille in the mirror.
“You do know this shit is cliche, right? Who corners people in the bathroom as grown women?” I chuckled and shook my head.
“What are you doing here with Kairo? How do you even know him? Word is you’re his fiancée, but that can’t be the truth when I was just riding his dick not even eight months ago.”
I shrugged and dried my hands.
“I’m not sure what you want me to say. I’m here with Kairo, minding my business. How I know him is my business, and whatyou and hehadis none of my business. Is this little powwow over? I need to get back to my fiancé.”
Camille’s face grew tight and turned red.
She looked ready to bust a blood vessel, and I hated that for her. It was supposed to be on sight, but this fundraiser saved her. She tried to get under my skin about the dick riding, but Kairo had been transparent about their situationship. I didn’t need to give her a reaction to news that wasn’t new to me. She wanted me to care, but what he did before me wasn’t my concern. Camille folded her arms over her chest, and a smug look crossed her face, letting me know whatever she was about to say would piss me off.
It was the way her eyes scanned me from the top of my head to the bottom of my dress that hid my feet.
“You will never fit into his world like I do. It’s clear to everyone here that you’re cosplaying, and whatever you’re doing won’t last. When it’s all said and done, Kairo will come back where he belongs.”
“That’s a motherfuckin’ lie.” Camille and I jumped because we hadn’t heard the door. “If God Himself came down here and told me that the only way I’d get into Heaven was to mess with you again, I’d choose Hell. You in here trying to break down a woman who did nothing to you, but feel like I’d want you?” He scoffed. “Come on, baby girl. Your five minutes been up.” He stuck his hand out for me to grab.
“Kairo, you don’t mean that.” Camille pleaded.
With no response, Kairo led me out of the bathroom.
Camille rushed out behind us, and I groaned. She was about to show her ass. Kairo must have sensed it because he pulled me into a vacant room. Camille burst through the door, and her chest heaved up and down.
Her display of crazy was uncomfortable.
“Yo, what the hell is your problem?”
“She set me up, and you’re falling for it. She knows what we had and is jealous.”
“Okay, we’re not doing this, because you make no damn sense.”
Kairo and I walked around her and out of the vacant room.
I thought we were going back to our table, but Kairo’s long legs carried us outside. His driver was already waiting, so it took no time for us to climb inside of his truck and drive away. My head spun as I thought about Camille’s random spazzing. Her thinking I was the reason she got fired was the craziest part to me. Not holding herself accountable would be her downfall.
We got on I-10, and Kairo turned to me.
“I’m not ready for you to be out of my presence. You okay with spending the night with me? No pressure, just want to hang without all the stuffiness.”
“I’m cool with that. I’ll text my parents because knowing my daddy, he’s staying up.”
Kairo laughed.
“Yeah, let him know. I don’t need Mr. White sending the troops for his baby girl.”
I giggled and rolled my eyes.
Kairo pulled me closer to him, and I snuggled into his side. I slid my hand into his and looked at him. I never wanted a man to kiss me the way I wanted Kairo to. His eyes dropped to my lips, and I knew he wanted the same. We were supposed to be moving slow so we could get to know one another, but I wanted to do that and have him inside me.
Maybe going to his house wasn’t the greatest idea.
“Will you have any backlash for leaving the fundraiser early?” I asked to cool myself down some.
However, Kairo had other plans for this car ride.
“Come here,” he whispered and leaned forward.
