Page 35 of On The Edge
Groaning, I rub my eyes with the heels of my palms in frustration. I’m too fucking tired and feel like I’m hungover.
“Markus too?” Kai’s eyebrows shoot up and he gently pulls me closer to his chest, speaking softly. “You’ve kissed them both?”
“I’d say more than kiss,” Adam mutters and Markus purses his lips. Then those fuckers fist bump.
“Are you two fools still in high school?” I snap through clenched teeth, shooting a dirty look at them to the side.
“Melody,” Kai says roughly. He wants the truth, and I feel like I owe it to him.
I sigh. “Yes, Kai. I kissed them both.”
Kai stares past me with a look of disbelief. And my heart drops to my stomach.
I knew it. I knew this was going to happen. I go to rip my arms out of his, but he grips me tighter. Kai’s light eyes bore into mine and he’s searching for something. What it is, I don’t know.
After a long moment of just staring at me, and causing my heart to fracture open from a wound I thought I’d long since healed from, he opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off. “Don’t,” I snap sharply, trying to keep the intense need to cry from my voice. “I don’t need to hear that it’s wrong.”
“What?” Kai breathes the word out in a whisper. There’s a silence; an awkward, nerve-wrecking, nausea-inducing silence where my eyes stay glued to the floor.
I knew it,I knew it.
For Kai to not be about it… he’s the one I could’ve told I’d murdered someone, and he’d have laughed, hugged me and asked if I needed help hiding the body.
I feel a tear of rejection slip down my cheek and take a breath.
How do I get out of here?
“Melody,” Kai says softly, interrupting my panic. His voice is level and probably the gentlest I’ve ever heard from him.
A finger slips under my chin, and he tips my head up so I’m looking at him. My wild boy.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks softly, uncaring that his two closest friends are not even three feet from us. The way he asks me, instead of just taking, makes me realize he’s serious. That he wants me, even though I’ve been intimate with his friends. Even though I want them all.
“Please,” I whisper, afraid to talk too loudly in case it changes his mind. Kai leans down, cupping my face with his hands, and presses our lips together.
It feels like electricity; a spark that wakes us both up and ignites something inside. His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me tighter into his embrace while I press myself against him.
Kai licks my lips and I instantly part them, allowing him to deepen the kiss. The way he’s breathing and the small grunts he’s making have me wanting to jump in his arms and take this a hell of a lot further.
But then,of course, Markus coughs.
We immediately pull apart just enough so that our lips aren’t touching, but are still locked against each other.
“I knew it.” Adam adjusts himself in his sleep pants, and Markus nods at me in agreement. “I knew it’d be hot watching her with you guys.”
“Oh yeah,” Markus says, biting his lower lip. He’s also sporting quite the hard-on, and I really, really want to see it without the boxers hiding him from me.
“Kai,” I whisper, and search his eyes for any regret, even if it’s just a hint. Anything that tells me that he didn’t actually like it.
But I find nothing but want and excitement.
Kai rests his forehead against mine and smiles softly. “Melody,” he whispers, cupping my cheek. “I believe you were on a warpath.”
I am, I for sure still am. But I’m not sure I can let this moment end just yet. It feels so right being here in his arms, Kai holding me protectively and kissing me like he means it.
Nodding reluctantly against his forehead, I take a deep breath. I have to just hope things work out.
How do I want them to work out? No fucking clue. But I’m hopeful, so that’s something new.
