SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 90 - NINETY

- HAZEL -

I step into the Uber, sitting down and making myself comfortable in the back seat. Killian is with me, standing outside, while leaning on the car’s back seat door.

"Are you sure you don’t want me to drop you? Would be a pleasure to do so." Killian requests for the hundredth time tonight. I’m glad he’s interested but no way will I let him take me there and risk being spotted by his side crushes and get bamboozled with questions.

Although that would be kind of a brag but with Kate being in the picture and us sharing course mates? Not so much.

"Again, you don’t need to, it’s a school girl hosting. Plus, the last thing I want is to interrupt your work and clog your space." I say to him, nicely. I did sound nice, right?... I hope so.

The look on his face says ’I’m not complaining’ but Killian sighs. "If you’re so determined, sure. Just-" His hand brushes his silky hair backwards. "Send me your live update."

"Obsessive much?" I tease.

"Hazel!" He calls. Part of me feels like he’s agitated. But why? I can’t tell.

My face flattens. "Sure. I will." I hold my phone out and show him my screen while I share my live location with him. "Happy? Now let me leave, I don’t want to be late!" I drop my phone on the seat by my side.

Killian leans lower and holds my chin between his thumb and index finger then pulls my head up. A kiss lands on my lips. "Don’t have too much fun without me." He murmurs into my lips.

So this attitude was about me going somewhere without him? Really? That’s cute.

I shift my head back a little, just so our lips are a centimeter apart. "You’re adorable, you know that right?" I say and lock our lips together again. My eyes close. If this continues, I fear I may not only go late to Carol’s party but with a ruined outfit and I’d hate to put Natalie’s work to waste. Although it’ll only be fitting after our conversation in the changing room.

Killian pulls his head away from mine, leaving almost no space between our faces. "Me and adorable are two words that don’t mix well."

This makes me smile and I chuckle subtly. "I have to go now."

He groans. "Take care, love."

Part of me misses when he says ’kitten’.

He places one last kiss on my lips before letting me go. His hand is still on my chin. "You have smudged lipstick." Killian’s thumb strokes my bottom lip to the side of my face. "I kind of love it."

I trap the other end of my lower lip, where his thumb isn’t on, in my teeth, flashing him a seductive smirk. "Killian, I have to go."

"What did you say the name of the person who sent you an invite is again?"

"Carol."

His brows crease for a second then relaxes and he sighs, letting go of me. "Tell Carol that if she doesn’t bring you back in one piece, she won’t be the only thing I’d destroy."

I stick one leg out and run my heel up his pants. "Have anything else in mind to destroy?" My voice is low and husky. Killian’s gaze darkens. He gets down on one knee and holds my leg in his hand. Killian carefully puts my leg back in the car, his hand caressing my skin.

The door shuts by my side the moment he tuck my leg in. That leaves me wide eyed. That was unexpected.

Killian walks to the passenger seat and bends down, his head is directly in front of the window. "Take her to her destination safely and return back here. I’ll pay you in full."

I know what he’s doing. He wants to know my last drop. Very cunny.

Killian steps back and flickers his finger to me, waving a ’bye’.

I frown. I still can’t believe he shut the door like that. I sneer at him. The Uber starts moving. I look back to face Killian. He’s still watching me. I wind down and stick my hand out. "See you soon!" I yell, sticking my upper body out this time. "I love you!" I bring my hand to my mouth and blow him a kiss.

My body gets back in the car. I don’t know if Killian said it back and I didn’t wait to know. Love is a strong word and part of me gets shivers hearing or saying it. Is it weird that I’ve fallen hard for him in a short time?

I can’t tell why that is, if it’s the sex or raging hormones or what he does to my body or him.

It is him.

I look back again. Killian’s gone. My throat feels dry. I can’t tell if he said it back. If Killian at least likes me more than normal, I think that’s enough for me.

My phone makes a ding. I look at my side and hold my phone in my hand. Messages drop in the girl’s group chat. I told them earlier about the party and they’re all hyped about it, requesting for after pictures.

That definitely will be covered, after a long while being friendless, I’d be sure to record this moment with pictures.

One text catches my attention. It’s Kate’s. She hasn’t texted a word in this gc since she left back home.

[ Translation; gc means group chat ]

’Ditto!’ I read. She tagged someone’s message. It was Theresa’s, telling me to make out with at least two people.

A wry smile forms on my face. None of them know I’m seeing someone. Even though I know Killian and Kate are in an open relationship, I still think it’s so wrong to let her know I’m the second lady in his life.

I usually don’t have thoughts like these... but, can Killian ever love me fully with Kate in his life? Or will his care always be shared? I can’t tell. Especially when I don’t know how he is with Kate, but from what I saw during the short time all three of us hung out.... my mind goes blank as I try to remember all the moments. The moment living rent free on my mind is the last one in his house. She was there yet he was all over me. Jealous that I was with someone else and he followed me to the bathroom. He kissed me despite her being there and then, the best part about that night, he proposed.

This certainly gives me a confidence boost.

I sigh, pressing my thighs together. These thoughts can hold off till tomorrow, right now, I just want to have fun tonight. Without locking lips with anyone or being flirty.