Novel & Cerita Hickey From Kenickie Is Like A Hallmark Card

“Wait… what’s that on your neck?” I touched the spot instinctively. My fingers brushed over the faint mark — the hickey Ezekiel had left. My heart sank. Garrett’s expression changed completely. “Nyla… is that a hickey?” I froze, the leftover chicken still in my hand, the torchlight from Garrett’s phone illuminating the mark on my neck. My heart slammed against my ribs. “It’s not!” I yelled, my voice sharper than I intended. “Damn! I know a hickey when I see one,” Garrett said, his tone mocking. “Besides, I had a girlfriend who liked it. So tell me, who is the guy?”

Ken smacked Fred on the back of the head, cursing, "Watch your mouth. Don’t scare her off." Fred, unfazed by the hit, grinned and said, "You’re right, Ken. That was out of line." Ken was the eldest son of the Fisher family, a name that commanded respect and fear in not just the city but the entire country. Ken gave them a sideways glance before approaching Haley, his eyes raking over her. "Has anyone ever told you that you look like someone?" Haley took a step back, positioning Zac behind her. She looked up at Ken, her eyes devoid of panic, but holding a hint of mockery. "Has anyone ever told you that your pick-up lines are extremely outdated?"

On a Saturday morning two weeks after Simon leaves me fighting tears–unsuccessfully–outside the departure area, I’m sitting at the kitchen island, on a video call with Nicki. “What’s that on your neck?” she asks, making a gesture towards her own neck. I reach for my neck and raise my brow. “Like what?” “Like a hickey.” Nicki’s eyebrows pull together as she moves closer. “Wait…actually that looks more like a bite mark.” She sits back and wiggles her brow at me. “I suppose you are not taking it slow this time, uh?”

The hickey thing looks like it's a common word everyone knows and I don't know it. “I didn't want to spill the bean but I will do it now, hickey is given when someone kisses and sucks your flesh," she replied. What! I blushed so hard. Does it mean that Nina knows that Mr. Dominic sucked my va**na a br**st. Oh! My Gosh!This feels so embarrassing. “Don't be shy Vera. Is a common thing among men and women." Is it a common thing? I never knew. Does that mean that someone has also sucked Nina's br**st and va***na.

Unconsciously, I replied, “ Hickey.”

“I drew pictures! One for you, one for Mommy, and one for Grandpa. Come see!” Grandpa June stood in the doorway, leaning on his cane with a warm, knowing smile on his weathered face. His eyes twinkled with quiet amusement as he watched the family reunite. As Cecilia walked closer, carrying Hope, the old man’s gaze flicked to her neck. A faint, reddish mark a fresh hickey was visible just above her collarbone, partially hidden by her hair but unmistakable under the porch light.

Nick knocks on the door. (Yeah?) I yell so he can hear me. (I’m going down to the kitchen to get something to snack on, do you want me to bring you something?) He asks through the door. (Uhm! Yes, please can you bring me a cold soda, some chips if there is any. OH! And some pickles too, please and thank you.) I reply. I hear him chuckle. (Okay, I’ll be back in a few minutes.) He responds.

Even though I still wonder how he got to know what an hickey means, well let's blame his dad. Yes it was kene's doing, he actually gave me an hickey that was so visible for everyone in the world to see, I had to wear turtle necked clothing through out the week so as not to be discovered and questioned. Like what will I tell people if they ask. Zeebah my tall skinny cousin kept on telling me it looked good on me, but what would you expect from a teenager, it actually looked disgusting, like a bruise, pink and almost red. My fair skin didn't even help matter, it made it stand out like a tattoo.

"What the fuck are you doing here Kenneally?" "Got a fish that I need to be reeled in," replied Brick causally. Ken seemed to take a moment before un-balling his fists. "What kind of fish?" he asked. "The illusive slimy shit kind...heard it swam upstream and been hiding ever since," replied Brick. "Sounds like an expensive fish," said Ken still staring into their eyes of Brick.

Almost as one, my family members all look at me. “What? We found a cougar before, and Hacker and I saw Stellan’s heat source in the packhouse after we entered. I know what I’m looking for now.” Quirin grins at me, then looks at Yorick. “Our little Wendy is growing up.” Henry looks at him. “You do remember how much Kennedy hated you calling her Little Pup, right?”