He’s not bad as I thought he was, but still, the flirtiness and cockiness are his best charms. He doesn’t leave me alone without a single remark. He’s also funny and cheerful.
I want to consider his offer, and he’s right, it’s only a one-time photoshoot then I will have ten thousand bucks in my account.
“What took you two so long?” Kyland asks as I place three boxes of pizza into our small granite kitchen island.
“I’m sorry, man. We bumped into Xandry at the pizzeria,” Pyke answers, placing two plastic bags beside the pizza boxes.
“Why did you not invite him over?”
“I didn’t bother him. What is he doing in the neighborhood anyway?” Pyke smirks that something the two of them will understand.
“Uh, I got it,” Kyland murmurs.
My brows meet, but I remain silent. I start opening the cupboard to take some plates, then I walk to our round table.
Bianca comes over, giving me an inquisitive look. “Need help, Cam?”
“Later, B.”
We decide to watch The Other Woman after our late lunch causing Pyke and Kyland to release a disapproval groan in unison.
“Why don’t we watch a football match instead?” Pyke suggests.
I look at him who is sitting on a single sofa from my left. “I’m not a fan.”
His brow cocks. “Really? But your voice is louder than the stadium.”
“But your assholeness is worse than the Super Bowl, Pyke Kennan!”
“Did you google my name?”
“Like I will waste my time.”
“Wow, how did you know then?”
“Why does it matter?”
“You’re interested in me.”
“I should have-” I pause and look at Kyland who is now glaring at me. Meg and Bianca are doing the same. Why are they all on his side?
“Should have what?” Pyke asks and stands up. He gestures for me to move and give him a space on the couch. My body follows before I think that he wants to sit beside me.
“Are we going to watch this goddamn movie or you two will continue bickering?” My cousin’s annoying tone makes me stop.
“Play that damn thing, and let’s watch,” Pyke agrees.
“It’s a movie, and not a damn thing, Pyke,” Meg barks. She’s a Rom-com fan. Bianca and I love romantic movies and cry our eyes out when the leads go separate ways.
“Sorry to hurt your feelings, babe, but that movie is trash,” Pyke retorts.
“That’s harsh!” I say, hitting his thigh.
“Whoa! You’re not only a cantankerous but also abusive!” His eyes widen, glittering with humor.
I ignore his lips spreading into a smile and focus my eyes on the TV screen when the introduction starts to roll. It’s hard to concentrate especially now he’s sitting beside me.
“Good to know you like kinky,” he whispers into my ear.
Goosebumps start crawling up my skin. My heart hammers in my chest to feel his warm breaths caressing the sensitive area on my neck.
“I’ll make some popcorn,” Kyland volunteers and walks toward the kitchen.
Bianca raises her hand. “Let me help.”
“I need to pee.” Megan stands up. Seriously, Meg? Her excuse makes my brow lift.
“Do I need to pause the movie?”
“No need. It won’t take long,” Bianca answers.
Pyke looks around then speaks, “Think about my offer, Camila.”
I look at him. Something flickers in his eyes. Anticipation? “Just give me time, okay?”
“Okay.” He beams at me-so breathtaking.
“Just don’t tell anyone,” I whisper.
“You have my word.”
“What are you going to do with that?”
“I’ll hang it on the wall,” he answers, rolling his eyes. “I thought it’s cool to have a picture with a woman.”
“But why me?”
“You asked that many times, and I answered that I like you.” His answer makes me look at him in the eyes.
“What I mean I like you to be the woman with me in a photograph,” he corrects. His throat bobs as he swallows.
God, even his throat is sexy. What’s wrong with me?
“But I don’t like you.” That’s not entirely true. I mean let’s face it, he’s a very attractive guy, but he’s a playboy. There is nothing wrong to admire a playboy, right?
“You will like me, Camila.” His gaze pins on me, heat flickers in his eyes. “Sooner, you will end up being mine.”
My heart thunders. My breathing quickens with the word ‘mine’. He travels his eyes down to my lips, and I swallow hard and have to avert my gaze to the TV screen.
Don’t fall for his charm, Cam. He’s not good for you.
“Sit straight, Pyke. You’re heavy.” I push his shoulder away when he leans his body on me.
“Shush, I’m watching.”
“No, you’re not.”
“Babe, just watch, okay?” He rests his head against my shoulder.
Meg silently comes back to her seat. Bianca’s giggling from the kitchen makes me tilt my head.
“Don’t move, and leave them alone.” Pyke holds my arm.
It feels good. His warmth envelops me. My entire body screams with anticipation. My heartbeat accelerates. I let my gaze wander down at his beautiful face-he’s right, he’s watching-eyes focus on the screen.
I bite my bottom lip to stifle the moan to the sensation of his strong hand against my skin-it tingles and tensed. I can feel his thumb slowly caressing my skin in a circular motion. My breathing almost turns into a panting, and I want to close my eyes so bad and just concentrate on the feelings he’s giving me. My inner thighs clench as heat floods right to my core.
I just stare blankly at the screen. My brain fogs at the simple touch he does. This man clearly knows what he’s doing and knows how it affects. I’m seriously on fire-ready to explode with heat.
“What are you two doing?” Kyland’s voice startles me in surprise.
“Nothing!” I squeal, sounding as if someone has caught my hand in the cookie jar, and already push Pyke away from me.
“Ouch, woman!” Pyke reacts, chuckling.
Kyland laughs, and I don’t know what’s funny there. He just catches Pyke and I pressed together and yet, he is laughing.
“Pyke likes doing that. He’s a sweet boy, Cam, isn’t he? He leans on me, too, on everyone even Xandry or his cousins,” Kyland sits down with a big bowl full of popcorn on his hand.
Bianca places down another bowl full of tortillas on the coffee table.
He did that because he used to it? A little pang of disappointment hits my chest. I thought he did it because he wanted to touch me. I’m so stupid. Everything he does seems to get stuck in my head easily. This has to end.
“Oh, I like that part,” Megan cuts the tension, glancing at me. Her eyes are telling me something that I don’t get it.
“What?” I mouth, and stand up when she mouths the word ‘room’.
“Where are you going, babe?” Pyke asks.
“Don’t babe me,” I say through gritted teeth. I assume and make myself believe that he likes touching me.
I stomp to my room and Megan follows. She locks the door as soon as she gets inside.
“You like him.” Meg grips my arms.
I swallow hard, surprised at what she blurted out.
“No, I hate him!” I know and she probably knows it’s a lie.
“Don’t you dare lie to me, Cam. He likes you, too.”
I chuckle at the absurdity, “He likes everyone has tits and pussies.”
She barks out laughing, throwing her head back. “I never thought you have this dirty mouth, Cam. He’s already influencing my innocent best friend.”
“No, he isn’t. My mouth has been dirty since I was a kid, but I have no reason to say something naughty.”
“I know you’re turned on by his touch, Cam. You love it, and don’t you dare deny it.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I still deny despite her warning, and my face flushes with embarrassment.
“Don’t feel embarrassed. That’s normal. He’s hot as hell, and I can see that he’s into you. And his body language-he practically screams he likes you”
I touch my face-it’s warm. No, it feels hot.
“It’s obvious. You’re wet!” She laughs again.
My hand instantly covers her mouth. She’s still shaking as she tries to control her laughter. The more she does that, the more I feel mortified.
“Don’t say that, Meg, and you don’t know anything. They could have heard you,” I warn, taking my hand off of her mouth.
“They can’t hear us,” she whispers.
Ugh! This is the most awkward conversation I’ve ever had.
“Your reactions are too obvious when he’s touching your arm, Cam. I’ve been watching you there. What more if he touches your clit?” she teases, waggling her brows.
My eyes widen in shock to her bluntness. Involuntarily, my thighs press together to the thought of Pyke touching me down there.
“Or how does it feels when his head between your legs?” she teases more.
“How would I know?” My lips dry instantly. My body burns with heat that I think I can light up at any moment.
“You should start cleaning those cobwebs. Do you wax? It’s better than shaving. It’s smooth like a baby butt.”
“Stop, stop,” I whisper. “I’m not gonna sleep with him. Never ever. Did you forget he’s a manwhore?”
“He is, but it’s just sex. If you wanna lose your V-card then he is the right candidate. He’s hot and does an unforgettable one-night stand, then he walks away and forgets after that.”
It hurts hearing the last part, but it’s him. He’s Pyke, and that’s what he does. F & F. Fuck and forget.
“Does he even consider having sex with a virgin like me, Meg?”
“So, you’re considering sleeping with him?”
My shoulders droop. “Will he sleep with me even he’s Kyland’s friend?”
“Of course, it’s a one-time thing. After that, you both go separate ways.”
“Don’t you think things will get awkward between us when Kyland is around? I’m sure there is a chance that we might bump into one another.”
“It will only be awkward if you two will make things awkward.” She rolls her eyes. She has a point.
I blow a breath before getting outside my room, then take a seat beside Pyke again.
“What took you so long? You missed the best part of the movie,” Pyke says.
“I don’t see you watching a Rom-com. Does it deflate your ego? Or degrade your playboy-assholeness image?”
“I used to watch movies with my girls,” he says casually.
My stomach lurches. The image of him on threesomes pop into my head that makes me cringe.
“My cousins, babe,” he mumbles.
“I don’t care.”
“I watched Rom-com movies with my cousins Lizzy and Saph, and my cousin’s fiancee, Kiara.”
The movie credit finally rolls up. I don’t understand anything in that movie other than the cheater husband loses his wife, money, and breaks his nose into the glass wall he thinks doesn’t exist.
“Wright!” Pyke yells beside me. “I’ll take Camila to the car show.”
My head snaps to Pyke then to Kyland.
“Sure, she’ll love it.”
“Wait, what?”
“I’ll take you to the car show,” he says, pulling me into a tight hug.