Chapter 8
Lacy’s POV
Talking about the young Kol and thee grown up Kol, there were
many evident difference. When we were young, he had no broad
shoulders nor the attractive stomach muscles that would leave
anyone staring and drooling.
He spent enough time in the gym to achieve that perfect body.
He was the only one that ever used the gym in the house. anyways. His body became perfect overtime, even his blue eyes.
were not as captivating as now. Being stared at with those eyes
always manage to leave me a mess- I mean confused about
my feelings.
Kol and Jim have been friends for as long as I can remember, one could say their character complimented each other well. I didn’t think them to be gay or something.
But my thoughts wandered back to the scene of Kol and Jim
masturbating together, Leouldn’t help but wondered if they do
that often.
They were the mega–jocks in high school.
I don’t know why those dumb girls keep coming back to them
even though they know that a relationship with those two jerks never last, it was mainly about sex.
My head was filled with thoughts of last night all day long that time wandered past me unknowingly, even my book was laying at the edge of the bed, long forgotten.
I had lunch late and in my room because I still couldn’t face Kol. I was getting ready to late about the rest of the day when Mom walked in.
“Lacy!” she hollered looking at me in disbelief. I sprang up
wondering what I have done wrong again.
“How are you still undressed by this time? Have you forgotten about tonight’s schedule?” chided angrily, her knitted brows showing how displeased she was:
Oh, it is about the dinner party.
“It crossed my mind” I put forth in a small voice–didn’t want to
go actually.
“The hairstylist is already waiting and you haven’t even gotten into your dress. Wash up and meet us downstairs” she turned
around and left without waiting for me to reply.
Mom had organized the dinner party to honor the director of a
movie they had just concluded the filming, he is also the director
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she liked working with the most.
A movie director… that meant the media press would be present. Which also meant that I have to be at my best behavior for the rest of the day. I just hope I would be able to ignore Kol and behave normal after last night’s event.
While the hair stylist was curling my hair into some bouncy curls, Kol passed by, indifferent towards me as if nothing happened. He gets a Coke out of the fridge, while my mom starts harassing him about what he’s going to wear.
For all that he’s rude to me, Kol has always been very charming with my mother. He lays a hand on her shoulder and gives her his nicest smile and says,
“Melina, I’m going to dress so nicely they’ll probably honour me instead of that old man.”
She laughs delightedly and swats his arm.
He has the power to turn his own stepmother into a blushing schoolgirl.
I had a hard time zipping up my dress as the chest area was a bit small for me. It worked out finally, but my cleavage would be on display all night.
I could feel Kol’s eyes on me as I got into the car. I’ve been
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sitting beside Kol in the backseat of a car for the past ten years,
but suddenly I feel awkward about it.
Mom and David sat at the middle seats in front of us and the
car began to move. I shifted uncomfortably in seat, my grip on
my sliver bag tightening a bit.
“You look sexy. Did you wear this on purpose? For me?” I almost
jolted on feeling Kol’s hot breath on my neck as he whispered
into my ear. I swallowed, eyeing Mom and David to be sure they
didn’t hear his vulgar words.
They were busy talking about something to hear him. I breathed
a sigh of relief and turn to him, glaring.
“Don’t start it Kol”
“So that’s it, what’s why you read those books” He lowered his
voice.
“That’s what you’re touching yourself in your room”
“Fuck off” I raised my voice more than I mean to, and it caught
our parents’s attention.
“What is wrong?” Mom asked, looking at us over her shoulder.
“Nothing much. I was just asking if she is thirsty” Kol replied
with a sweet smile as my mom turned back.
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He had already opened the compartment and was pouring
some water into the glass. He gave it to me but I rolled my eyes at him and rejected his ‘kind‘ gesture.
I hated myself, but when he tilted his head back and swallows, I
couldn’t help but noticed the lines of his neck–the prominent
Adam’s apple, the contours of his chin and jawline.
He was freshly shaven, his skin tanned from summer days by
the pool. He was so irresistibly sexy, it infuriated me.
“Tonight is going to be fun” Mom exclaimed happily. She loves
any event that attracts media attention; she’s the only one
among us who’s genuinely looking forward to this dinner.
“Yes sure, I’m already fully excited.” Kol replied as he suddenly
grabbed my hand and placed it on his groin area, rubbing it against his fucking bulging crotch. He quickly shoots a glance at
the rearview mirror to make sure no one’s looking.
I stifle a gasp and pull my hand away. My cheeks are burning
red, and I’m completely shocked. I glare at him, but he just
smiles back, throws out a provocative look, and blows me a
kiss.
