Kyson I had been on a run for the last hour. I needed to clear my head before I headed over to see Arya. I am sure she picked up something was off with me last night, but I am thankful she never said anything. The reason for me being off is because there may be a slight chance that I am starting to feel things for her that I don’t want. It is supposed to be strictly sexual, but recently I have found myself wondering what it would be like having her as my official girlfriend, and that was never the plan.I don’t do relationships. I can’t do them because I know without a doubt that I will fuck it up and break her heart. I need to get a grip of myself because if I don’t, then there is going to be nothing between us, and that isn’t what I want.I stop, taking a breather and enjoying the view, drinking some water. I felt better than I did when I woke up. Once I catch my breath, I make my way back. I need to shower and change before heading off.I glance over at Arya’s cabin and see her si

Kyson Arya still has her body wrapped around mine when I wake up. I don’t know how we managed to sleep in this position, but my neck is feeling now. It is sore and stiff, but it will ease soon.I sigh, glancing down at her, and she is still sound asleep. I push a few stray hairs away from her face. Last night was strange for me because when I realised she had gone to bed without me, I didn’t like it, not one single bit. I can’t explain it! I don’t know if I want even to try and make sense of it, anyway, because that would mean getting in touch with my feelings, something I do not do!I lay staring at the ceiling, debating whether I should move or stay put. I divert my eyes back to Arya and swallow hard. She is so damn beautiful. It is hard for me to stay away from here, even if a considerable part of me knows it would be the right thing. She is too good for me and any guy like me, like her ex.I need to snap out of it and find a way to distract myself, and I soon get an idea in my he

Kyson I am pissed at Arya, even if I don’t have the right to be. It annoyed me when she didn’t seem phased about Callie. No, we aren’t together, but it would have been nice for her to act like she cared. It isn’t like anything happened with Callie anyway, but it may have well had.I sigh, heading into my cabin and crack open a bottle of Scotch, drinking it straight from the bottle. I probably shouldn’t have stormed off; it would have been a better option if I had gone after her and talked. I have my pride to blame for that.I grab my phone, calling Callie back since there is no reason not to or maybe I am acting out because of how it went down with Arya. Callie answers quickly.“Hey, I thought you were ignoring me,” she laughs, “No, sorry, I was busy when you called. Are you still up for that drink?” I ask.She falls silent for a second, “Yeah, sure, just name the time and place, or you can come to mine?” she suggests. It would probably be easier. I don’t want her to come here and ris

Kyson I had been up since seven this morning because I wanted to go out and pick breakfast up for us. I had gotten us some bagels, cream cheese, fresh fruit, yoghurt and of course, coffee too.I left a note on the pillow next to Arya to let her know I had to nip out in case she thought I had changed my mind and went again. I am so thankful she gave me another chance, even if I didn’t deserve it, but it means I need to work damn hard if I don’t want to lose her, and I plan on exactly doing that.I had set a blanket out right by the lake with our breakfast laid out on it. I headed into her cabin and to the bedroom, but she wasn’t in bed.“Arya, babe, where are you?” I call out. There was no reply. I made my way through the cabin, hearing her in the bathroom, the shower on. I knock loudly on the door, “Can I come in?”“Yeah, come in,” she answers. I let myself in, and she was in the shower.I sit on the toilet seat, “Are you going to be long? I have a surprise for you?” I didn’t want to

Kyson I have tried my best not to let my mom’s call get to me. I am pissed at her for even asking me to come back to the city for the party. Why the fuck would I want to attend the part of my cousin and ex-best friend who stole the only girl I ever loved from me? Gordon and I were always close since we were kids. We were the same age and grew up together. He was more like a brother than a cousin. We had been through a lot, but when he stole my girlfriend from me, everything changed. Gordon knew I wanted to marry her, but he still went after her. They had been having an affair for a few months before I found out. I caught them together, and I have never been the same since. It was two years ago, but they have recently become engaged—one of the reasons I needed to get away because I couldn’t deal with it. So why my mother thought it was a good idea to ask me? I will never understand. “Christ, Kyson, would you be careful,” Arya says, appearing next to me, taking the knife from my hand.