Page 69 of Vengeful Seduction
I watched that night as the party ran its course. From a hidden place on the stairs, I watched and waited for the inevitable to happen. Brent was being so charming and Kaye would surely respond in some way.
She never did though.
Oh, she was sweet—as she was to everyone—and polite to Brent. I could tell she wanted to be friends with my best friend, but there was nothing more than that in her eyes when she looked at him. Not the slightest hint of impropriety in anything she did.
She didn’t even go to the karaoke bar. Brent had clearly cooked up a plan to get her away from the house and maybe to get more booze into her, but she was having none of it.
Why didn’t she go?
It made me feel funny when I heard her sweet voice turning Brent down once more. Even when she was assured I wouldn’t mind, she decided to stay, and I had to close my eyes to fight down a treacherous lurch of my heart.
She loved me. If there had been any doubt at all remaining inside of me, it would have been blown away with this certainty. She loved me enough and was loyal enough to me to stay home while everyone else went out to have more fun—even when I was being a jerk to her.
And she’d be right to go without me. I had purposely kept away from the party that I knew she wanted to be perfect. I wasn’t working like I’d told her I was. No, I was watching and hoping for complex things—things like that she’d show how she truly felt about me. Things like that she’d finally show that side of herself that we all have—the bad side. But Kaye didn’t seem to have a bad side.
Could anyone be this good?
Was it possible for anyone to be the angel Kaye seemed to be?
But all I could feel was absolute pleasure that she’d turned Brent down all on her own, telling him she wanted to wait for her husband. It sent chills down my spine as the love I had for her grew a bit more at that very moment in time.
There probably should have been some anger mixed in with my pleasure. After all, she’d completely denied Brent the opportunity to try to get her into bed without my presence looming between them. She’d completely thwarted my plan once again.
There was no room for anything but joy in my heart. Joy and guilt. What was I doing to her?
I watched her move around the room, tidying it.
Why not just tell her?
I could almost picture it in my head. I could walk into the room, pull her into my arms, and kiss her with everything I had in me. I could tell her I needed to speak to her about something important.
But then what?
I had no idea how to even form the words. How could I tell her how I had planned to use and betray her? How could I watch the love in her eyes turn to hatred? I was nothing but a coward, but I couldn’t do it.
Kaye put the messy room into order quickly and turned toward the stairs—the stairs where I was hidden. I couldn’t help but think it would be pretty obvious what I was doing there.
Time to go.
Swiftly and silently, using the bend in the staircase to my advantage, I slipped away before she saw me. I saw her face, lovely but so tired and just a little sad, and then I was walking down the hallway to our bedroom.
The storm that raged inside of me only grew as I paced around the room. I should tell her. I couldn’t tell her. I would for sure lose her if I did. It was the right thing to do though.
I couldn’t settle on anything, and when Kaye walked into the room, I went to her immediately. I kissed her as though she could somehow soothe the fight going on inside of me, and the hell of it was, she did.
She was so calming. When I was with her, kissing her, and cupping the full weight of her beautiful breasts in my hands, it seemed somehow like it would all be okay. She stoked the fires of desire in me while soothing my emotional torment all at once.
How was any one human being so damn perfect?
“David!” she gasped, but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t trust myself to utter a single word. I just swept her up in my arms and brought her to the bed, kissing her frantically the whole time.
“Oh, God, David,” she whispered, lying there, her lips swollen from my eager kisses, her breathing fast, and her lips parted. “David, sometimes you seem to want me so much …”
Always.
I always wanted her. But seeing how loyal she’d been to me when she could have easily chosen to go out and have fun made me want her more than ever.
It took me a matter of only a few seconds to strip off, but with her, I took my time. As I removed each article of clothing and covered every inch of the revealed skin with kisses, claiming her with every movement.
