Page 31 of Just for Fun
“Zara.”
I touch her shoulder gently but pull back when she gets startled by it.
“Seriously, you’re freaking me out here,” I tell her. “Tell me you’re okay.”
“I’m okay,” she mumbles from against the steering wheel. “Just horribly embarrassed.”
“It’s okay,” I assure her. “The kiss wasn’t that bad…”
“The kiss?” she squeals and turns her head to look at me. “I wasn’t talking about the kiss!"
My eyebrows go up in surprise, not only at her tone but also the red mark in the middle of her forehead.
“What the hell is that?” I point at her.
Her eyes move up like she can actually see her own forehead. “I hit my head on the car.”
I couldn’t be more surprised if I tried. “That thump didthat?”
At first, she looks like she might want to hide her face again, but then she changes her mind. So instead, she sits up straight and pulls her shoulders back. She puts her nose up in the air and looks me straight in the eyes.
“Yes, Kyle. I hit my head against the car, which in turn caused me to have a mark on the forehead. It is common sense to know that when you hit a body part against a harder surface, it will live a mark.”
I try to hold back the laughter I feel bubbling in my chest, but it literally hurts. It starts as a snort, and I swear I think I spit out a little, but then I fall against the car and somehow end up on my ass while I continue laughing. I lean back against her door as I try to catch my breath.
“You are fucking funny,” I manage to say to her in between gasps of air. I really want to stop laughing, but every time I look up and see her judgmental look combined with the red mark on her head, I can’t deal.
“It’s obvious that you get amused by simple things, which is a good thing that you and I are not in any serious relationship.”
The snootiness in her tone about takes me out completely.
“I would prefer that you didn’t act this immature when around my brother and his friends,” she continues. “I’d like forthem to believe we met and started dating, and that we are in the beginning stages of a relationship that’s growing organically.”
I wipe the tears of laughter from my face and remain down on the ground, with my elbows now resting on my knees.
“Zara…” My voice comes out low and grumbly. “I really like you, girl, and there is no way that they’re not going to believe I’m attracted to you. Because I am.”
She looks down her nose at me, hands still on the steering wheel. A weaker man would take off running, but my cock is too invested in this, so there will be no running from me.
“It would also be nice if they believed that I was attracted to you as well, Kyle. Which is not happening at the moment.”
Okay, that kills all my amusement. “Are you saying you’re not attracted to me?” I sound as offended as I feel.
She shrugs like it’s no big deal. “Not everyone of the opposite sex will find you attractive, Kyle.”
I come up on my knees so that I am closer to her. It also brings my face closer to hers, allowing me to stare right into her eyes.
“That’s a given, Zara,” I tell her. “Some of the opposite sex are attracted to their own sex, and I don’t blame them. I personally think all women are beautiful.”
She lifts an eyebrow like she doesn’t believe me. She opens and closes her mouth a couple of times. She needs a good comeback, and she doesn’t have it.
“You’re really not into kissing, huh?” I tease her.
The way she blushes and looks away makes me want to kiss her some more.
“Maybe it’s because it was you who did the kissing,” she snaps at me.
“Ha!” I stare at her in disbelief. “I am a great kisser, and I know that from multiple sources.”
