Page 33 of Worth the Risk

“What are your plans tomorrow? Would you like to grab some dinner and maybe a swim afterward at my house?” Nash will be gone by then, so we won’t have onlookers. It will be Kylie and me, alone. As much as I want to fuck her, I also want to spend time with her.

She’s considering it, and I say a silent prayer that she’ll agree.

“I would like that. Where would you like to meet?”

Thank God.

“Meet? No, Kylie. I’ll pick you up. What’s your address?”

She pulls out her phone and unlocks her screen. “What’s your number?”

After I give it to her, she types out a text. A moment later, my phone dings with a message. I open it up and see her address.

I reply.

Me:I’ll pick you up at 7.

She smiles while replying.

Kylie:Sounds good : )

She sent a smile emoji. Not only is she beautiful, but she’s cute too.

Who knew I’d like cute?

With that settled, I have to get out of here. Not worrying about our spectators, I place my hands on Kylie’s cheeks, lean down, bring my lips to hers, and slide my tongue along her mouth.

She allows me entry.It seems she doesn’t care about people seeing us either.

Our kiss is not long, but I hope I put enough desire into it to show her how much I want her.

Pulling back, I place one quick peck on her forehead, making her smile. “See you tomorrow, Kylie.”

The night ended better than it started.

Heading back to the group, I say goodbye to everyone, then Nash and I start the quick trek home.

“You’re really full of surprises lately, Leo.”

“I’m more surprised than anyone,” I admit.Fuck it. I’m going to see where things between us lead. God knows I can’t stay away. That was proven tonight.

“I never thought I’d see the day. Leo Knight chasing a girl. This whole week, you’ve been in a bad mood, and you went on and on about how you wanted nothing to do with her, then the second you see her, you crumble. You couldn’t get to her fast enough once you spotted her.”

He’s not wrong. I had to be in her space and near her at all times. She has a pull on me I can’t explain. Upset with her this past week, I did my best to talk myself out of wanting her. Of course, Nash had to listen to me drone on about it all. He knows I’m full of shit, but being the great friend he is, he went with it.

He might even be enjoying witnessing me lose my mind. For over six years, he’s heard me say I’ll never commit to a woman and watched me with tons of girls, not caring. He knew my stance on relationships and love.

“There’s just something about her. I can’t explain it. I even want to spend time with her not fucking. That has never happened with anyone else. But I also know I’m not seeking a happily ever after. There’s no such thing as that. That shit is a fucking lie,” I finish, getting heated.

He shakes his head. “But what if it isn’t, Leo? You have put boundaries on yourself because of the past. I won’t tell you what to do, man, but give it a chance. She may surprise you,” he says, shaking his head. “Damn, we sound like a bunch of pussies.”

We both chuckle because we do sound like pansies.

After entering our house, we head into the kitchen, and it’s then I recall what Kylie said.

“Hey, Nash, do you remember seeing a note on the counter with my name on it?”

“Nah, man. Why?”

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