The Harper Family: Second Chances (Wattpad Version)

Hot and cold

Keaton

After a few days, the poison ivy started drying out. Marla and Ricardo played nurses to Dexter and me. I didn't mind since I had close contact with Ricardo.

"Will you stop giving me those eyes?" Ricardo asked while treating my poison ivy.

"The rash is fading. Can't we get closer?" I wiggled my brows and smiled.

"Not until it's almost gone. I don't need that shit."

"Oh, come on!"

"No. Now behave." Ricardo gave me a pointed look.

"Look, having you this close makes it hard for me to control myself."

"You'll survive."

"You're not helping."

"Trust me. I'm helping. Now chill." Ricardo gathered first aid supplies and left the room.

"Now chill," I mocked.

How can I chill when Ricardo confesses his feelings to me? It makes me want to jump him. You don't tell a guy you love him, then say chill. It's like throwing a bucket of ice water on a raging fire.

Well, two can play that game.

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Ricardo

It hasn't been easy taking care of Keaton when I want to get intimate with him. But I also don't want to catch poison ivy either.

After applying ointment to Keaton's rash, I washed my hands thoroughly and put the first aid kit away. Then I headed downstairs to grab a cup of coffee.

Dexter was lounging on the couch while Marla curled up in a chair.

"I see you're behaving yourselves," I mentioned, walking into the kitchen.

"It's not like I have much choice," Dexter said.

"I would rather not deal with poison ivy. Thanks," Marla said.

Dexter rolled his eyes. I snickered, filled a cup with coffee, and turned around to drink it. Keaton came down the stairs in a pair of basketball shorts, shirtless.
My eyes trailed his body, noticing the lean definition.

Keaton grabbed a cup and waved me to move out of the way.

"You could ask me to move," I said.

"I could, but I won't. I wouldn't want you to get poison ivy." Keaton rolled his eyes.

"Your poison ivy is drying up."

"Yeah, but it could last months." Keaton shrugged.

"What do you mean months? Poison ivy can last anywhere from one to three weeks."

"That's not what my doctor said." Keaton shrugged again while sipping his coffee.

"Who's your doctor?"

"Oh, now, I can't tell you that. Not with HIPPA and everything. That's an invasion of my medical rights."

"It's a violation if I ask your doctor, not if you tell me."

"Why would I do that? I prefer my privacy." Keaton sipped his coffee.

"What if something happened to you?"

"I have an emergency contact and gave my dad power of attorney over my medical decisions."

I stared at Keaton while he drank his coffee.

Keaton glanced at me. "What?"

I moved closer to him but kept a one-inch space between us. "What about us?"