Felicity was sleeping in my arms when the knocking on her apartment door started. We had gotten home late, and she was exhausted. I slipped out of bed, jerked on my discarded jeans, and headed for the door before she was disturbed.
Ate Tatiana stood outside Felicity's door with Kyrie and Adam Dela Fuente. I'd gone to school with Adam. Last time I heard, he was playing basketball at a private school. Dude was a monster on the court.
"What's this?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"Inside!" My sister barked, and strutted in. She had her "don't mess with me" look on her face. Kyrie and Adam followed her, and his eyes met mine.
"Your sister scares the shit out me, dude," he muttered as he sauntered into the apartment.
I managed a grin and turned to look at my sister, who looked like she was ready to lay the smackdown on anyone who interrupted her. "I took Kyrie to the doctor. I was tired of her not going, so I made the appointment and took her myself. She fought me on it a little, but then she decided it was in her best interest to do as I said," she said, shooting a glare at Kyrie, who stiffened. "She's pregnant, all right. Four months pregnant to be specific. Four months ago Kyrie wasn't even here in Manila. She had gone to see her aunt in Cebu. It was summer break, and she and Adam had hooked up and had been talking on the phone.
"Problem was, Kyrie's dad is super strict. She knew her dad would never let her date Adam. It didn't matter that he was already being drafted into the big leagues. So, Kyrie ran off to spend time with him." Ate Tatiana stopped and looked at Adam.
"Now you tell us all about the protection you used with Kyrie," she told Adam.
The guy stifled a yawn. Apparently, my sister had woken him up too. "We didn't. Kyrie said she was clean and on birth control."
"How often did you have sex with Kyrie that month?" Ate Tatiana asked.
"Fuck, I don't know. A couple of times a day, every day. She's a fucking machine." He paused and grinned. "Fucking machine," he repeated, and laughed at his own joke.
"And why did you want to slap Kyson with Adam's baby?" my sister asked Kyrie, who let out a loud annoyed sigh and shot daggers at my sister.
"Because I love Kyson," she replied.
"Wrong answer. Try again," my sister repeated in a sharp tone.
"Because the condom broke that one time. When it happened, I knew I could say it was his and he'd believe me."
Ate Tatiana motioned toward Adam. "I hate to point out the obvious, but when the baby is going to be born, it was gonna be obvious it wasn't Kyson's. He and Adam do not share the same skin color."
Kyrie threw her hands up in the air. "I didn't know what I was gonna do! I was desperate. I was starting to show, and my dad noticed. He demanded I tell him whose baby it was. He was yelling and calling me a slut. I couldn't tell him it was Adam's. He would have killed me. So, I said it was Kyson's."
My relief was turning into rage as I realized what Kyrie had almost taken from me. That Felicity had dealt with a life-changing bomb without me there to hold her because of Kyrie's lie. I took a step toward her, when Adam stepped in front of me.
"Back off, dude," he said.
"Kyson?." Felicity's sweet voice called out, and I turned around to see her standing there in my T-shirt. "It's okay. It's really better than okay," she said, a smile lighting up her face. She'd heard everything. She was right. "Let them go." Her eyes shifted to my sister's. "Except Tatiana. I can make coffee if she wants to stay."
"She wants to leave too," I answered without looking back at my sister. I was thankful for her hand in figuring this out, but I wanted my morning alone with Felicity.
"Damn," Adam said, reminding me there was another man in the room.
"Go back to the room," I told her, stepping in his line of view.
Adam laughed. "I don't blame you at all."
"Go," I said, pointing to the door.
Adam looked more than happy to leave, and Kyrie scurried out behind him. I turned to look at my sister. "Thank you."
She reached over and patted my cheek like I was ten. "That's what big sisters are for. Fixing shit," she said with a smile. "Now, go be happy. She came back, didn't she? Even when she thought you were gonna be someone else's baby daddy," she pointed out.
"If I run off to some place and get hitched, you'll forgive me for not having a wedding right?" I asked her.
"You run off to wherever the hell that is and I'll kill you," she said with a smile, then turned and walked to the door. "Bye, Felicity!" she called out.
Felicity's head peeked around the corner. "Bye! I'd say again that you could stay, but he doesn't seem to like that idea," she said, grinning as she looked at me.
"I can see that. I'll let y'all enjoy your morning," she said, then left us alone.
Felicity stepped out of her hidden spot behind the door and walked toward me. "I would have stayed by your side through it all. But I'm very glad that the only babies you'll be having will be mine."
Grabbing her and carrying her over to the sofa while she squealed, I sank down with her in my lap. "If you don't go get birth control fast, we'll be having those babies a lot sooner than planned," I told her.
"I'm going to the clinic today," she assured me, then kissed my nose. "I love you this morning."
"I love you more this morning," I replied, then slid my hands under my shirt that was covering her up. "I had intended to wake you up by kissing these beauties," I told her as I held her breasts in my hands.
"I hate that I missed that, but we can go back in there and I can pretend to be asleep," she said with a little sexy smirk.
"Can you pretend to be asleep naked? That way I can wake you up by sliding my tongue up that hot little slit between your legs."
Felicity's eyes flared, and she wiggled off my lap and stood up.
"Where are you going?" I asked, reaching for her to bring her back.
She dodged me and grinned. "No way. I'm going to go pretend I'm asleep." She ran for the room then glanced back over her shoulder. "Naked," she called out.
Jumping up, I followed behind, giving her just enough time to strip down and get back in our bed.
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Addicted To You (MAYHEM #1)
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