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Chapter 18_ I'm sorry Texas boy

Author: Dee Butterfly
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I was already out the door when Kai honked the horn of his car. He came out the side of the car and jogged up to me.

"How's my little birdie today?" He grabbed my bag and opened the car door for me.

That was weirdly weird.

"Who are you and what did you do with my Kai?" I asked, suspiciously staring at him.

"Ha Ha, you're so funny Sinclair. Shoot me for being a gentleman"

"You ran so fast to get the door like you were some kid trying to win some browny points." I teased. "What do you want from me Mr. Anderson?"

I entered into the car, getting comfortable as usual.

It was cute to see Kai jog to his side of the car.

"Miss Sinclair, I'll be your chauffeur today, as with every other day. Make yourself comfortable, we're on our way to hell, again."

I groaned. Slumping deeper into the passenger seat.

"Don't remind me. I can't wait to be done with all these crazy schedules. This is slavery induced with forced labour"

Kai looked at me like I had just grown a second head.

"Are you trying to rel
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  • Teach Me How To Burn    Chapter 18_ I'm sorry Texas boy

    I was already out the door when Kai honked the horn of his car. He came out the side of the car and jogged up to me."How's my little birdie today?" He grabbed my bag and opened the car door for me.That was weirdly weird."Who are you and what did you do with my Kai?" I asked, suspiciously staring at him."Ha Ha, you're so funny Sinclair. Shoot me for being a gentleman""You ran so fast to get the door like you were some kid trying to win some browny points." I teased. "What do you want from me Mr. Anderson?"I entered into the car, getting comfortable as usual.It was cute to see Kai jog to his side of the car."Miss Sinclair, I'll be your chauffeur today, as with every other day. Make yourself comfortable, we're on our way to hell, again."I groaned. Slumping deeper into the passenger seat."Don't remind me. I can't wait to be done with all these crazy schedules. This is slavery induced with forced labour"Kai looked at me like I had just grown a second head."Are you trying to rel

  • Teach Me How To Burn    Chapter 17_ spread your legs for me

    We were still on the couch, laughter curling around us like smoke from a too-sweet candle. Kai had just made some stupid joke about me failing at karaoke so spectacularly, it should’ve been illegal.“Honestly,” he said, shaking his head, “you sounded like a cat trying to beatbox.”I grabbed a pillow and chucked it at him. “I tried my best, Kai. And you were just as bad!”“Yeah, but I was charming,” he said, ducking the pillow. “You were chaotic.”I made a face at him, then flopped back against the couch, breathless from laughing. It was calming, this kind of peace. This feeling of just being… us. No pressure. No awkwardness. Just best friends being ridiculous.Kai nudged me with his foot. “By the way,” he said, like he was only just remembering, “your boobs kept bouncing when you were chasing me around the couch. Like. Wild.”Of course the peace is short lived. Because I have a dirty mouthed best friend.My jaw dropped. “Kai!”He cackled.Mortified, I launched myself at him with a scr

  • Teach Me How To Burn    Chapter 16_ you're the star

    After I had successfully disgraced my country and Beyonce I flopped onto his living room couch and moaned dramatically."My insides are dying.""They’re not." He grabbed the remote and tossed it at me. "But your singing voice might."I lifted my head just in time to see him scroll to a karaoke app on the smart TV. My heart did a tiny flip.“No way.”“Oh, yes way.”“Kai, you said dancing”“Too late. You owe me. You threw up in my car, almost in my cup holder. Dancing ridiculously is not gonna cut it. You’re singing.”“Not fair!” I groaned, pulling the throw blanket up to my chin like it could shield me from humiliation. “I was intoxicated!”“And you still are. With syrup and shame,” he said with a smirk, stepping onto the rug like a rock star. “Now, pick your poison. Beyoncé or Backstreet Boys?”I wheezed. “Do I look like I have the vocal range for Beyoncé?”“Fine,” he shrugged. “Backstreet it is.”A beat dropped through the speakers, and before I could run or throw myself out the wind

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    I woke up to the faint smell of something warm. something like vanilla and… was that syrup?I blinked against the sunlight streaming through oddly familiar curtains, my head pounding softly behind my eyes. For a moment, nothing made sense. Then I registered the soft cotton brushing against my thighs… and realized I wasn’t in my denim skirtanymore.Oh. My. God.I sat up so fast my vision spun.The dress was gone. In its place, I was wearing a thin, almost see-through white sweater that fell halfway down my thighs. No bra. No pants. Just… me and shame and Kai’s soft gray sheets.My stomach flipped. Not from nausea but from sheer mortification.I scrambled to the edge of the bed and peeked around.This was definitely Kai’s room. The plain dark grey walls was enough evidence, the signed football, the shelf, that shelf that filled my dirty thoughts.Why couldn’t I remember how I got here?Then it hit me, yesterday at the pary, the taste of tequila, the fight, Lucas and the godawful moment

  • Teach Me How To Burn    Chapter 14_ freaking fuck!

    My heart slammed against my ribs.“Kai…” I breathed, though I didn’t even know what I was trying to say. A warning? A plea?His hand moved again, down, down, sliding past my hip to the top of my thigh. This time, he didn’t stop.His fingers brushed the hem of my skirt and slipped beneath it, inch by inch, until his knuckles grazed the soft curve of my inner thigh.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. I was anchored to that wall, my leg still hooked around his hip, his forehead pressed against mine, his mouth barely not touching mine.“I just need to know,” he whispered. “If I touch you here…”His hand slid higher.“Will you still pretend it’s not real?”A whimper escaped my lips. I trembled, hips twitching toward his touch without meaning to. My underwear was soaked. The heat between my legs pulsed—desperate, clenching around nothing.And then...“freaking fuck!"Kai froze.My eyes flew open.Lucas stood at the patio entrance, unsteady on his feet, holding a red solo cup and looking way

  • Teach Me How To Burn    Chapter 13_ fun game huh

    What do you do when someone dares you to sit on your best friend’s lap… after you just slapped for insinuating you're a whore?You drink.I tipped the shot glass back without a word, the bitter liquid burning down my throat and settling like fire in my stomach. I didn’t look at Kai, wouldn’t dare. But I felt his stare, heavy and unreadable. He didn’t smirk. He didn’t tease. He just watched me drink him away.The game moved on. Laughter. Music. More dares.My legs bounced as I tried not to fidget. My cheeks were still flushed from the liquor, or maybe from the tension. I wasn’t even sure anymore.Then someone, God, I didn’t even catch who, maybe Camron, turned toward Kai.“Dare or dare, Anderson?”He leaned back lazily, arms spread across the couch like he owned the room. “Dare.”A few heads huddled together, giggling, before one of them blurted out, “Let Brianna make out with you. Right here. Tongue and everything.”Brianna was already halfway across the room before he could answer.

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