“You ready yet?” I'm lying on her bed, legs stretched out and arms resting behind my head.
She's been packing for an hour now and as much as I enjoy watching her ass in those jeans as she moves around her room erratically, we need to get on the road. Plus I'd rather not be here with her brother any longer than I need to.
“One second, babe. Just one more second.” She grabs something else and somehow fits it into that bag she has stuffed. “Which sandals do you like more?” She holds up a gold pair and a black pair, wearing a smile.
“Black is sexy,” I answer, not really giving two shits because they're sandals, but she's too fucking cute to not act interested. Plus, maybe this will speed us up. She glances at both of them, holding them out in front of her, so I hop off the bed and grab them both, shoving them in her bag. “They're sandals. They'll fit easily.” I grin. “You ready now?”
“I don't need them both,” she says, pulling out the gold pair. “Something else...” She taps her chin and looks around the room for the tenth time.
“Hey, doll,” I say, gripping her chin and smiling at her when her eyes hit mine. She smiles at me with that beautiful fucking smile and my world feels right again. “We're going to be late. You're fucking beautiful just the way you are. None of this extra shit matters. And by the time we get back to the hotel room, you're not going to be wearing any of it anyway.” I press my lips to hers, letting the kiss linger because I can't get enough of her fucking lips. “So can we please head out and miss the traffic?”
“Kaydence!” Tyler's voice carries through the house and I roll my eyes, grabbing her bag.
“Let's go.” She smiles at me and takes my hand, pulling me toward her brother with a bounce. “What's up?”
“Where you going?” He eyes me from my head to my toes then narrows his eyes.
“The concert. It's this weekend.” She smiles back at me and I nod, keeping my eyes on her.
“Great, so you won't be here until late tomorrow?”
“Um...probably not.”
“Keep an eye on my sister. Or maybe she needs to keep an eye on you,” he mutters before walking into the bathroom and shoving the door closed.
“Ty—” I don't let her continue and push her to the front door.
I toss her bag in the back seat of the truck and help her in, immediately lifting the console for her to scoot closer to me. It's a four-hour drive. I want her close.
“I think we're gonna make it there before the boys do,” I say, letting my hand grip her thigh. She manages a smile, but there's shit on her mind. “What's goin' on in that pretty little head of yours?”
“Nothing.” She grins and lays her head on my shoulder. “I'm excited we're taking this trip together.”
I press my lips to her forehead, trying to stay focused on the road but with her body pressed against mine like this makes it difficult.
“Know what I'm excited about?” I ask, wrapping an arm around her, leaving one hand on the steering wheel.
“What's that?” She rubs her hand down my thigh.
“Sleeping with you in a nice comfortable bed,” I whisper in a groan when her hand runs back up my thigh and grazes my dick. “What're you doing, Kaydence?”
“Nothing.” She giggles as her fingers pop the button on my jeans. I look down and she stops. “Eyes on the road.”
I huff and shift my hips instinctively when her palm pushes inside my jeans.
“Fuck, Kay.” My fist on the steering wheel tightens and I have to focus extra fucking hard on not crashing when she pulls my dick out of my pants and starts stroking me.
“Promise you'll watch the road?” she sweetly asks as she unbuckles and starts shifting away from me.
I'm not a stupid man. I know what the hell she's doing and it terrifies me. Because not being able to touch her while she's touching me is utter fucking torture. Both hands grip the steering wheel and I clench my jaw, giving her a tight nod.
“I can fuckin' do that,” I manage.
When she leans down and her lips kiss the tip of my dick, I flinch and she pauses with a laugh. “Chase, don't crash.”
“I'm tryin' not to, doll.” I take a deep breath and let out a hiss when she puts me all the way to the back of her throat. “Fuck,” I mutter, managing to set the cruise control on the truck before we end up getting a speeding ticket.
She moans and slides down my dick with her hand wrapped just below her lips. She pumps while she sucks and her moans make me want to pull over and fuck her senseless. When I start to get harder because I'm about to come, she stops and bats her lashes up at me.
“Not yet,” she says.
I let out a strangled chuckle and my eyes dart down to her. Face flushed, wild red fucking hair, and my dick glistening between her fingertips as she bats her eyes at me and keeps stroking. Fucking hell.
“Your mouth feels amazing,” I mutter then suck in a breath when her lips go around me again.
I'm not going to fucking make it much longer like this. I curse, letting my right hand twist in her hair while her head bobs and at one point I find myself briefly closing my eyes because it feels so fucking good.
“Shit,” I huff, my eyes flying back to the road. Her rhythm picks up and I lose it. “Fuck!” My hips jerk and my vision blurs as she sucks my orgasm from me. “Shit, fuck,” I growl. “Holy fuck,” I pant, blinking away the dots that start to form in my sight.
She sits up and grins at me and I immediately pull her to my lips, almost murmuring those three little words. Words I know are true, but I don't say them.
“You're perfect.” She kisses my jaw.
“You're the fucking perfect one, doll.” I sigh and adjust my pants, leaving them unbuckled because fuck it. “Holy shit, Kaydence. I can say that's never happened before.” I laugh, smiling over at her.
“I've never done that. I'm just glad it didn't end badly, but now we really need to get to the hotel. I like the no clothes idea.”
I let out a growl and hit the gas harder. She's right.
Once we get through traffic there's only time before the show to drop our shit off at our room and head out. I'm a little bitter about it. Then, to add to it, the entire concert all she does is grind on me and I'm certain my balls have never been in so much pain. I need to get her alone. But naturally, Tommy and Grant drag us to a bar for a few rounds of drinks.
“One round, then we're out of here,” I tell them when Kaydence heads for the bathroom.
“Don't be a fucking pussy, Chase. You don't get out much. Party with us!” Grant slaps my back, almost sloshing my whiskey out of my glass and I glare at him.
“One round.” I take a drink and check the women's bathroom door probably twenty times while waiting on her. When she finally comes out, my nerves calm a little.
“You see this tool?” Tommy laughs. “You fuckin' fell in love with her, didn't you?”
“It's all over that stupid smile on his face,” Grant says, laughing along with him.
“Shut it, guys.” I stand and walk over to Kaydence. “We can go now, if you want.” I give her my best smile, even though I know she's not going to let us leave.
“Why are you in a hurry?” She wraps her arms around me. “We're on a mini vacation together! Let's enjoy it!”
I pull her to me, my lips right next to her ear. “I'd love to be enjoying you in the privacy of our hotel room.”
She hums and kisses my jaw. “I'd love that too, but we're on a vacation, babe. I could fuck you in your bed just as well. And I do,” she assures with another kiss before grabbing her beer.
I huff and roll my eyes, walking back to the table I sit down, pulling her chair closer to me than to Grant.
One round of drinks turns into three and before I know it I'm staring at the bottom of my third glass of whiskey. Surprisingly the guys haven't harassed her too much tonight. I think they're really starting to like having her around, which is awesome because I really think I want to keep her around. Forever.
“I gotta piss,” I say, pressing my lips to Kay's before standing from the table and looking at Grant and Tommy. “Watch her. Kill anyone that comes close.”
“Go to the bathroom.” She laughs, giving me a shove and smile.
The line's fucking long, which is annoying as fuck in a guy's bathroom. Plus, I really need to get back to that table. I've got the best looking girl here tonight and I'm not about to let some dude who thinks he's better than me move in on my territory. When I finally finish up, I round the corner to head back to the table and don't see Kaydence sitting with the guys anymore.
“Where is she?” I ask, flipping around to check the bar.
“She needed another drink,” Tommy says like it's no big deal he just threw her out to the masses.
“Fuck me,” I groan, finding her at the bar standing next to some guy. Smiling. That smile's for me, fucker.
I walk over to the bar and order another drink, pushing to stand on the other side of her.
“Hey! I'm getting us drinks.” She leans into me before pointing to the guy next to her. “He knows one of the sound techs at the concert so he got to hang backstage the whole show. I was telling him I'm jealous!”
Of course she was. She's nice. Kaydence could hold a conversation with anyone, which is one of the things I love about her, but not when anyone is a guy that looks like he wants to devour her as dessert tonight.
“How's it goin'?” I nod at him but look at her again. “Let's head back to the table, babe.” I take her by the hip and glance over at concert guy.
“Our drinks!” She laughs, turning for the bar again and when I look back, the asshole next to her is paying for her drinks.
“On me.” He winks at her.
I growl. “She's taken, dude. No need to be buying her drinks. What do I owe ya?”
“Chase, he's just being nice.” She rubs my arm. “Thank you.” When she tries to hand him thirty dollars, he smirks at me.
“Keep it. If you get bored later.” He glances at me but looks at her again and moves closer. “Call me,” he says pushing a napkin with his number on it toward her. I swipe it before Kaydence can and crumble it, tossing it to the floor behind the bar.
“She's good, buddy.” I try to calm the anger inside me but when he lets out a chuckle and raises an eyebrow at her, I can barely hold it back.
She grabs my arm and quickly spins, pulling us back to the table where the guys have been watching and they're laughing their asses off.
“I'm sorry,” she blurts with a shake of her head. “I was just being nice.”
“That guy took nice as you wanting him in your pants.” I take a long drink from my glass and fall to my chair. Tommy and Grant both snicker from across the table and I glance over at them. “What's your problem?”
“You about murdered that guy!” Tommy laughs.
“Did you see that? He...he was ready to break that dude's face!” Grant claps through his laughter. “Holy fuck you're pussy whipped!”
I shake my head, taking another long drink.
“He's not.” Kaydence smiles at them and rubs my arm. “He's not pussy whipped.” She pushes her fingers through my hair before grabbing her beer.
“He's in love, that's about as pussy whipped as they come.” Grant groans and stands, stretching. “Fuck, man, I gotta break the seal.” He walks away and I glare daggers in his direction because he just said that.
“He gets so fuckin' mouthy when he's drunk. Doesn't remember half the shit he's even saying,” I grumble, really fucking hoping she didn't catch him telling her I'm in love with her.
The table falls silent for a moment before Tommy claps his hands. “Right, so. Jukebox?” He all but yells then pulls his phone out to pull up the app and start to search for songs.
I manage to glance over at Kaydence who's got a smile on her face, drinking her beer and people watching. Maybe she didn't hear him. Tommy plays some music and with the booze in his system he's out in the middle of the bar, shoving tables and making his own dance space within minutes of the music starting. I laugh, stretching back in my chair and resting my arm around the back of Kaydence's then I grab my phone out of my pocket and hit record. He's making himself look like a mega fucking tool, but I'm not about to miss a chance to get this on video.
Kaydence laughs and lands a kiss on my cheek before she gets up and joins him. She doesn't look nearly as stupid as he does, but they're both owning this area Tommy created. When she reaches for me I tug her toward me instead, bringing her to my lap.
“I like you here.” I smirk, cupping her face with my hands.
She pecks my lips and turns, pressing her ass to my lap and grinding her hips, her hands twist her hair up while she outright gives me a lap dance. I'm too busy enjoying the show and my girl grinding on me that when Grant walks up behind me I don't even realize it until he boasts out a noise.
“Fuck, Haring. She's been hiding her freak side from us!” His voice brings me back down from heaven and I grip her hips, pulling her down to my lap and not letting her move anymore.
“Time to go,” I blurt, grabbing my phone and keys from the table before helping her off my lap and standing.
“Leaving when the fun gets started. Typical,” Grant says, laughing as I drag Kaydence out of the bar.
“Hey,” Tommy barks, stopping us just outside the door. “Why're you leaving? We drove together, dude. I'm not leaving yet.” He pulls his pack from his pocket and lights up a cigarette, taking a long drag.
“Kay's tired. It's been a long day. You can get an Uber.” I grip her hand and notice her cheeks are flushed and the look she's giving me tells me she's got one thing on her mind.
“Babe.” Kaydence grabs my hand. “We can wait for them.” She smiles at Tommy. “We'll wait until you're done.” Glancing around, she bites her lip, trying to hold back a smile. “I have to pee.” As she walks backward, she grabs my hands, pulling me with her toward the side of the building.
“Kay, you can go back inside to p—” She stops me when she slams her lips to mine, forcing me back against the wall. I can't help but chuckle, but it soon turns into a growl when her hand snakes down the front of my pants. “Fuck, Kaydence,” I pant, twisting us and pressing her against the brick wall.
It's cool outside, and the air is crisp but this girl's made me burn for her tonight. Our mouths devour each other. The way I wanted to before the concert. Or in the fucking car. Hell, I'd be a happy man if I never put my lips on another fucking girl again. Her fingers scrape through my hair, the sensation of her nails on my scalp does something to me, and I press against her, letting my hand trail down her cheek, over the swell of her breast, and land right under her dress between her legs. She gasps when I push her underwear out of the way and slide my fingers inside her.
“Chase.” She moans and grabs my wrist.
Headlights bounce off us, but it doesn't stop me and when her eyes roll back and her lids flutter, it makes me pump faster. The car horn beeps and people yell out the window in encouragement and I grin into a kiss, especially when she starts to tighten around my fingers. My dick is almost painful against these jeans. If it wasn't bad enough her grinding on me at the concert, then that lap dance inside, feeling how wet and tight she is for me could damn well send me over the edge before I'm ready. I pump my fingers faster and dip my head, licking down her breast and probably leaving a mark I suck so hard, but I don't care. Her pussy clenches around me and her breath hitches. Her fingers are digging into my arm and when her orgasm finally comes, I slam my lips to hers to muffle her cries.
When her legs stop quaking, she opens her eyes and gives me a grin I've never seen before. Her hands reach for my belt buckle and I let her, because we're not walking out of this alley tonight with my dick this hard and I refuse to stop this now.
“Being with you makes me do things I never would have. I love who you make me turn into.” She bites my lip before hiking her leg around my hip and pulling me to her.
“It's like I bring out the best in you,” I whisper and grip the backs of her thighs, lifting her and pushing into her in one clean movement that leaves me buried balls deep, pressing her hard against the wall. “Shit.” I pant, trying to get used to how tight she is but I don't think I'll ever get used to it. It's fucking perfection.
I start to pump, each thrust she makes more and more noise and the only thing bothering me right now is anyone else around is going to get to see my girl come undone and that's a sight only I want to be privy to, but I'm not stopping. I pump into her, her nails scratching my back and her legs tight around me. She's fucking perfect and with each thrust I have to stop myself from blurting those words that could ruin it. When I come, I come hard with a growl. Her arms tighten around me and her lips slam to mine. We're completely out of breath and paying no attention to what's going on around us.
Until we hear the clapping.
When Kaydence gasps, I look to my left and see a small crowd that just watched us go at it. Kaydence drops her head to my shoulder and I think she's crying until I lift her face and see she's laughing so hard she can't gasp in a breath. Now I'm leaking out of her and back onto my cock.
I pull out quick, letting her dress fall to cover her while trying to adjust everything back into my pants. It's not as fuckin' easy as it sounds.
Kaydence looks at me, still laughing. “We're going to be on World Star,” she says through laughter.
“Fuck it.” I smirk then press my lips to hers through her giggles. “It was hot as fuck, doll.”
“I love—” She's cut off by one of the guys yelling down the alley and my stomach sinks.
“You sex freaks done? 'Cause we're ready to go!” Tommy yells.
My eyes search hers, waiting for her to finish what she was saying but she pastes that smile back on that she's always wearing and grips my hand.
“Y'all are gonna make this car ride extremely awkward,” Grant bitches when we make it to the parking lot.
“Fuck off.” I laugh, pulling her close to me.
“I'm horny as fuck, guys. Thanks for that. Now I have to share a room with this fucker,” Tommy blurts, making me bark out a laugh.
“Chase, you got somethin' on your pants,” Grant says, trying to squirrel tap my nuts and I shove him out of the way.
“Fuck you two. Knock it off!” I let out a laugh and tickle Kaydence's side.
She's been quiet since we left the alley and I really hope she's not pissed they know what we just did. She squeaks out a laugh and shoves away from me, darting to my truck. When she climbs in she slides directly to the middle and when I get in, she lays her head on my shoulder and kisses my jaw before getting settled. A few seconds later I get thumped in the back of the head by one of those two fuckers but before I shove Kaydence away and jump back there to beat their asses, she slides her fingers into my hair and rubs where he thumped.
I knew this girl was too good for me when she first walked into that bar. I knew she'd be the end of my dating life when she smiled at me. How she can calm me with one tiny, insignificant gesture is beyond reason, but she can. So, instead of beating the shit out of fucker one and fucker two in the back seat, I ignore them and start the truck, ready to drop their asses off and get my girl to bed.
It's been weeks since the concert. Weeks since I knew how much I loved Kaydence and have fucking pussied out each time I think about telling her. I will. But right now, as we trek across the field and through the woods to this friendsgiving bonfire she didn't forget about, isn't the time.
I really fucking hoped she'd forget about this. I made it a point not to bring it up again. It's not that I dislike my friends from back then, but lately they've seemed to have a pretty big problem with me.
“I've never heard of a friendsgiving bonfire,” I mumble on the short walk to the lake from Kaydence's house.
“I think you can make up anything now, and as long as you follow through, it's real.” She wraps her arm around my waist.
“Can I make up a holiday called 'Fuck Bunnies' where all we have to do for a week straight is stay in my apartment and fuck every which way we can think of?” I slide my hand into the back pocket of her jeans and laugh.
“If I can make up a holiday called, One-day-my-boyfriend-will-be-comfortable-enough-having-sex-with-me-in-my-house-and-not-scared-of-my-brother. The title's long, but you get it.” She pinches my side.
“I'm not scared of your fucking brother. It's common courtesy.” I lean down and press my lips to hers. “Anyway, my bed's bigger.”
“But mine's comfortable. Although, I do love when you sneak in and we cuddle all night, then you slip out in the morning before Tyler wakes up. It's cute.” She throws her head back, laughing at me.
“I'm a fuckin' ninja, doll. Deal with it.” I can't stop smiling, even though I don't want to be here.
When Kinlee runs over to us, I flinch back. “Chase!” she screams, practically plowing me over when she slams into me.
“Ow, fuck Kinlee,” I whine.
“I'm so happy you two are here…together.” She grins devilishly and I look over at Kaydence who's also smiling.
“Yeah…” These chicks are too much. “So, where's your brooding cowboy, Kinlee?” I glance around.
“He's not brooding. And he's over there drinkin',” she says, waving toward the fire. “Night without the baby, ya know. Let's go, everyone's already here.” She takes off and I grip Kaydence's hand tight.
I lean down and whisper in her ear, “We can still back out and go to my place.”
She grins and pecks my lips. “Try and have a good time. These are your friends.”
“Were,” I mumble quietly, following her as she holds my hand and almost has to drag me to the group.
Jo glances over at us and a grin slips across her face. I'd say a sweet grin, but there's something about Jo that terrifies me when I see the light of the fire flicking across her features. She walks over to us, stopping just before she runs into us.
“Seems like you two have a little announcement to make too, huh?” She cocks her eyebrow.
“Do you?” I ask, grinning at her because if there's one thing this woman's been busy with for the past ten years, it's popping out more Kenshaws.
“Maybe. But.” She points at us with both hands. “You two are together. Like together. I fuckin' knew it. Kaydence wouldn't say shit, but I knew it. And guess who's gonna lose their shit? Probably Tyler and Brandt. Bo might lose his shit for fun, 'cause I think he still resents you for when you were in love with Kinlee back in the day.” Jo's eyes dart to Kaydence. “He's not anymore,” she blurts then looks at me, like I can save her from running her stupid mouth.
“You done?” I ask, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Completely. Anyway, I think it's cute.” She grins at Kaydence who's still smiling. “I'm not sure if you deserve her, or she deserves you...but it's cute. I'm fuckin' pregnant, I don't know what the hell I'm even talking about anymore,” she mutters before wandering away from us.
Kaydence looks at me with wide eyes and giggles.
“You're the one that wanted to come tonight. Just remember that.” I huff and glance around. “I need a fuckin' drink, Kay. Jo's right. Your brother's here tonight. And Brandt's already eyeballing me from over there.”
“Hey.” She turns toward me. “Happiness is a choice, and I choose you.” She pops to her toes to kiss me.
“I don't know why, but I thank the stars every day that you do.” I smile, then groan and let out a puff of air. “Alright, where's the beer?”
The night progresses slow as fuck, but after a few cans of beer I'm feeling okay. Even better since Kaydence hasn't left my side all night. Also the fact that her fuckin' cousin hasn't tried starting shit and I haven't even seen her brother yet. Thank fuck for that. The little twerp needs to back off. And I need to stop fuckin' caring. I should also probably lay off the beer since nothing good ever comes of it, but fuck it, there's no whiskey tonight.
“I gotta piss,” I say, standing from the old log bench Brandt made when we were in high school. “Wanna give me a hand with this, doll?” I ask Kaydence, chuckling at the look on her face. “Suit yourself,” I say, then head out to the lake.
I wonder how many fish have drank my fuckin' piss over the years? Or how many people have caught a fish one of us assholes have pissed on.
That shit's sick.
I zip up and grab my beer before heading back to the fire. Kaydence is sitting next to Kinlee and I hear Kinlee laughing.
“You swear this is a natural red? It's not even orange.” Kinlee tugs on one of Kaydence's pony…pigtails. Pigtails.
That's a stupid fucking name.
“I need another beer,” I say, watching these people interact like we're all still the best of friends. Hell, Brandt wants my ass beat for even knowing his cousin. And Tyler wants my ass beat 'cause he's a little bitch. I don't have time for either of these little bitches. I pop the top to another can and walk back over by the fire.
“Kay, come here. It's warmer and way more fun over here.” I pat the log next to me.
She walks over to me and sits down, pressing in close. “You okay?” she whispers and the fire illuminates her eyes that keep darting to the can in my hand.
“Fuckin' peachy, doll.” I push my lips to hers and in moving so fast, beer sloshes out of the can and onto the ground. “Ha! Shit.” I laugh, my lips still on hers. Fuck she tastes good.
“Kay!” A loud voice comes across from the fire and we both look over at Tyler. There the little fuck is. “Whose jacket is that?” he snickers.
“Mine, dickweed, got issues?” I pull her closer to me.
“Chase.” Kaydence grabs my hand. “Please,” she whispers.
“So you two have gotten close,” Brandt speaks up. “This a thing? Or just adding her to the pile?”
“Fuck off, Kenshaw.” I down the rest of the can in two gulps and smash it. “She's the only girl I need in my pile.” I smile at her and her eyes shine back at me.
“You gonna tell the other chicks you’re screwing about her?” Brandt stands and Jo grabs his hand.
“I'm pregnant!” she blurts and everyone looks at her until Kaydence is pulled out of her seat.
“She's not goin' in your fuckin' pile, buddy,” Tyler spits at me, pulling his sister away.
“Aw, come on now!” I groan. “She's been my fuckin' girlfriend for a while. Exclusive, you little fucking twat. Who the fuck are you to tell your sister who she can and can't date?” I stand, dropping my can to the ground. The world wobbles under my feet but I gain my bearings ready to take him. “Happiness is a choice. She chose me.” I smirk at him.
Kaydence walks over to me and takes my hand. “Let's call it a night,” she says.
“Kay, the guy can take himself home.” Tyler grabs her wrist and I grab his, glaring at him.
“Don't fucking touch her like that, man,” I warn.
“Come on.” Brandt says and pushes us both away from Kaydence. “I'll walk you to the house.” He wraps his arm around her shoulders and she glances back at me.
“Come on, Chase. Please,” she says.
I clench my fists at my side and glare at Tyler before looking back at Kaydence. I want nothing more than to smash this fucker's face in, but this fuck is the girl I love's fucking brother and I can't do that to her. I fucking love this girl. You don't hurt the ones you love.
With a low chuckle, I shake my head and resign to let it the fuck go tonight. I'd rather be with her anyway.
“Yeah,” I say and start to follow her.
“You're not fucking welcome at my house!” Tyler bellows before shoving me right to my ass.
The girls start yelling, but everything falls silent to me. I can only have so much control in one evening and I'm still managing. He's snickering, looking down at me, and all that control I thought I had just went flying out the fucking window.
“Stupid fuck!” I bellow, charging him and knocking him to the ground then land a few good punches before he tosses me off him. Kid's stronger than he looks. “Goddammit!” I yell when he slams me to the ground again and we're a tangle of punches, kicks, and so much dirt flyin'.
Mother fucker.
I get an arm around my neck before I'm dragged in one direction, and when I look up, Bo's attempting to drag Tyler in the other.
“Let me the fuck go! I'm fine!” I try to wriggle away from Brandt's grip, but holy fuck he's strong. “Fuck, Brandt! He fuckin' started it!”
“Calm the fuck down.” He shoves me farther away. “Fuck! You need to get off the property tonight, Chase!”
Kaydence grabs my arm and waits till I stand up straight before she faces everyone. It's like it's us against them. There's a line dividing this fucking friendsgiving and the only person I need on my side is Kay.
“Why are you guys doing this?” she asks in the saddest tone I've ever heard come from her. Heart and soul crushing. And it's all because of me. They didn't do this shit to the dozens of other guys she dated before me.
“We're looking out for you, Kaydence,” Brandt finally speaks up.
“Speak for yourself,” Kinlee says, standing up and walking over to Kaydence, giving her a hug. “Not everyone's an overprotective asshole.”
“You guys royally fucked up our friendsgiving,” Jo barks at Tyler and Brandt, marching over to our side of the battlefield, hugging Kaydence.
“I'm sorry, Jo,” I mumble, the adrenaline dying down some and I'm suddenly going from drunk, to feeling pretty low.
“I'll drive you guys to town.” She starts walking toward the trucks.
“I only had a beer,” Kaydence says, gripping my hand tight and pulling me along to catch up to Jo. “I can drive us, Jo. Thanks.”
She takes the keys out of my hand and holds me tightly as we walk back to my truck. My guilt is weighing heavily on me and I'm afraid that I may have just fucked up her relationship with her brother. But the way she looks at me and the way she treats me...like I'm not just wanting to 'add another girl to the pile'...well she makes me want to be the man she says she sees in me. Not the old Chase everyone else can't let go of.