My heart is speeding through me like a car racing from the cops. Every step I take following Aunt Lacey and Knight into the kitchen feels like I'm trudging through quick sand. I'm so beyond angry at him but I'm also ridiculously confused as to why he's here and how the fuck he knew where I lived. It's not like I went around advertising that I moved in with my aunt when I got here so how in the hell did Knight Thomas figure that out?
Aunt Lacey goes around the kitchen counter grabbing the house phone and turns around to face us. "I was just about to order some food for us. Did you want to stay for dinner, Knight? I'm sure Skye could use the company, she's had a hard day today and I have to go to work in about an hour."
Bless my aunt's heart for thinking of me but right now all I want to do is punch her in her face for even suggesting Knight to stay! She has no idea that he was the one who caused my day to be hard. Nor does she know about everything he's put me through in class but she does know that he's the one I lost my virginity too. Last week she asked me if I wanted to set up an appointment at her gynecologist and if I wanted to be put on birth control. I just laughed and told her that I had been on birth control since I was thirteen when dad had found Knight and I making out behind one of the shacks at camp. Her eyes had widened a bit before she laughed and told me to dish everything.
I felt overcome with a weird feeling. Something that made the moment feel like it was exactly what I was supposed to be doing. Like it was a mother-daughter moment and it just felt...right. So I ended up dishing everything...well, almost everything to her. I told her how I lost my virginity and all of my first to Knight without going into too much detail but when it was over she looked at me with a glisten in her eye. Something I had never seen on her before. A longing look like she was so beyond happy for me but also a little sad.
She had pushed a piece of hair behind my ear and smiled down at me. "You found him."
"What?" I had asked, looking at her like she was on crack. She just simply laughed at me, shaking her head. "You found him. Your penguin."
"My penguin?" I honest to God thought she was on some type of drug and just when I was about to ask her what it was she cut me off.
"Yes. Your penguin; they mate for life. They always find each other no matter how far the other goes. He's your penguin. I can see it in your eyes the way you talk about him. Your Knight, he's the one you'll never forget. The one that will always stay with you no matter how far you go," she grazed my cheek and I looked up to see tears brimming her eyes, "Keep hold of that. Those memories, those feelings, it's rare to get that in a lifetime. You never know if or when it'll happen again. Trust your gut, honey, and if you ever see him again make sure he knows to never let you go again because if he feels for you the same way I can see you feel for him then I know he'll never forget you either."
My breath had hitched and I hugged her close but what could I say to that? She was right in the fact that I would never forget Knight. That he would always be a part of me. Tucked away in a special place that I kept hidden. But my penguin? My mate for life? No. Knight had made it abundantly clear that him and I would be nothing more than enemies from here on out and even when I thought there was a tiny sliver that we could go back to the way things were. Forget all of the hurt he caused. Back to friends. Back to more. He turned around and shattered my heart, proving me wrong, by destroying the one thing that meant most to me.
I cleared my throat as my aunt looked at us, waiting for Knight to answer. My mouth opened to tell her he couldn't stay but before the words escaped me he shocked the shit out of me by saying, "I'd love to."
My eyes went wide and Aunt Lacey smiled brightly. "Great. I'm ordering pizza, any preferences?"
"Nope. I'm good with anything," he smiled at her and I shook my head. I looked up at Aunt Lacey when she looked at me. I let out a breath of disbelief before answering. "Just don't get mushrooms on the supreme otherwise he won't eat it," she knitted her brows in confusing. I don't blame her he just said he's good with anything but I know him better than anyone else. Knight looked back at me, his eyes filled with something that looked a lot like love when I said, "he doesn't like them. He doesn't understand how people can eat dirt. Last time he had a mushroom he literally shuddered and spit it out quiet dramatically. I think I actually spit out my coke when it happened."
I looked down, smiling and letting out a laugh at the memory of us eating pizza at camp and his reaction. I heard Knight laugh before he said, "sprite."
"What?" I looked up meeting his gaze. His stare was so intense I felt it penetrate my walls, making goosebumps travel down to my toes.
"Sprite," he said again, his pupils dilating and making a gush of heat flow between my legs. "It wasn't coke. It was sprite. It was all they had left and you threw a fit because you didn't want anything else but that coke. I ended up kicking Patrick's ass later to give you his and then we went back to the cabins to play...games."
My cheeks flushed. He remembered all of that? I figured he would remember the games, that was the first time we played seven minutes in heaven and I let him cop a feel of my tiny boobs but I never thought he would have remembered my tantrum about the soda.
I was lost, captured deep with his stare on me when aunt Lacey coughed behind him. I glanced over his shoulder looking at her and she smiled, "okay. You guys go hang out. Talk, maybe? I'll order the pizza and let you know when it's here."
I nodded and stared back at Knight who was watching me with caution. I didn't want to bring him up to my room so instead I walked us into the garage where Lacey couldn't hear us.
The second I shut the door I got in knights face, pushing him in his chest. "What are you doing here, Knight?!"
He stared down at me for a minute. No doubt seeing all the anger in my eyes but before I could blink he grabbed my wrists, pulled me closer and took my lips with his.
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Never forget you
RomansaSkye Davis: Once upon a time he was my best friend. I wanted him to be more. We spent every summer together at camp weehawken but then everything changed. He was my first and I was his. I thought he was the prince all the fairytales talked about, li...