"Well now that that's out of our system," I say as I sit up on my knees, buckling my jeans. Kylie gives me a weird confused look which I just quirk a brow at, she shakes her head and reaches for her top.
"So that's it?" She asks a bit angry, weird.
"Yea? We agreed on getting it out of our systems and moving on?" I say stating the obvious.
"No, YOU agreed on that." She frowns as she puts her pants back on.
"Aw don't tell me you are catching feelings? And that you actually liked it? Or worse like me?" I grin at her teasingly.
She sits there, leg halfway through pant leg with her lips parted. She looks like a mess, I mean we did just have car sex so her hair is a tangled mess, her eyeliner and mascara are totally smudged, and her lips are swollen.
"Wait don't tell me you actually did-" I remark knowingly.
"Of course not, this doesn't change the fact I still want to kill you."
"Mhmm, you say that now when only 15 minutes ago you were screaming and begging me to fuck you." I roll my eyes and crawl back over to the driver seat, while Kylie crawls to the passenger seat.
"Great now my coffee is cold." She whines holding her plastic cup.
"Cry about it." I roll my eyes as I start the engine. I hear her huff in annoyance.
For the rest of the ride, it's silent. Kylie won't even look at me, which is good because I'd look back and imagine her swollen lips around my cock, and I am not in the mood to get into a car accident just yet.
"Where am I dropping you off?"
"What?"
"I asked, where am I dropping you off?"
"Yes, I know what you said." Kylie rolls her eyes as I stop at a red light.
"Then why'd you ask-"
"You're throwing me out already? How gentlemanlike."
"Oh cmon, we both know I'm nowhere near a gentleman, now where are you going?"
"My mom's I guess." She crosses her arms frustrated.
"Don't go around spilling everything, because I know you do with any chance you get with that big mouth of yours." It's true she's a big tattletale, like a big baby. "From us ever meeting to the trafficking, for all we know, we are being set up so we have to go along with this whole thing," I explain as she puts her address into the GPS.
"Yeah, I know I know, no need to tell me twice." She groans.
I nod, keeping both hands on the wheel as I follow the GPS's directions. Around 8:30, I finally pull up to her house. It's nice, it looks decent enough, at least for her. But I'm sure her mom has other abode's around the globe, just like my father.
"Don't miss me too much." I roll down the window and wink at her as she walks up the driveway. She shoots me a glare and both her middle fingers making me chuckle. She will and I know it.
