CONSUME

[34] kiss about it

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axel conynghim

"This is where you wanted to come?" I asked Kam softly. She's clearly in a delicate state right now. The entire car ride here she's been silent. I only listened to her shallow breaths and the tears she clearly wanted to shed, but couldn't. I let her put in an address that I wasn't aware of, and I just drove the car. Wherever she wants to go, I'll take her. 

I parked her car (we drove her car since I drove to the hospital with my parents) and looked up at the sign outside of the building before us. 

"Yes." Kameron responded shortly. She was biting her bottom lip, like she was thinking about something and greatly distracting by it. Without giving me a second glance, she opened the car door from the passenger side and stood. I couldn't help but look down at her fleshy thighs that look unbelievably squeezable in those tight leggings, and her round perky butt that's large and hot as fuck. 

She slammed the door shut, which brought me to my senses. I instantly turned the car off and hopped out, locking it and swallowing with guilt. I'd better turn my brain off. This is obviously not the time to think of her that way. I'm just way too into her. She looks good all of the time. 

It almost feels unfair. 

"Kameron! How are you?" A tall, buff dude said at the front desk. The smell of animals and the sound of barking pounded through the walls. I frowned, looking at the guy. Why is he taking Kameron's name? Who is he? How does she know him? Why is he kind of handsome? Why is he looking at her like that? Why is she smiling at him? The fuck? 

At least I'm taller than him. Much taller. I straightened my back and flared my nostrils, looking down at the girl that's too good for me by my side. 

"Matteo," Kameron said, sadness still in her voice but a tainted smile on her full lips. Her brown skin is glowing from the tears she'd shed not within my presence. Her hair is messy and curly, and I wanted to get on my knees and beg for her to tie it up because nobody else should see her hair when it looks this gorgeous. It's too hypnotizing. 

Wait, Matteo?

I blinked, fighting my distraction from Kam, and eyeing the tan, tattooed guy who leaned against the white desk. I want to roll my eyes. Why's he got tattoos? I've always wanted tattoos. Sure, I want tattoos to cover up my ugly skin and obnoxoious freckles-- but I want them more than he wants them, and I'd get better ones than those. 

"Here for Leo again, huh?" This supposed 'Matteo' said calmly. Breifly he looked to me. He smiled. I kept a straight face, until Kameron looked to me. Her eyes seemed to glimmer slightly, and I think being here in this dog house is making her happy, for some reason. 

So reluctantly I gave Matteo a half-assed smile back. "Axel." I introduced myself, sticking my hand out to greet him. Happily he took my hand and shook it. 

"Nice to meet you!" Matteo said gleefully. Looking back at Kameron he asked, "This your boyfriend?"

I blushed deeply, the accusation feeling extreme. Boyfriend? Boyfriend?! Girlfriend?? Kameron?! My ears were burning, and I swear hot steam is emitting from them. I gulped, looking to Kameron. Her cheeks are pink too. She smiled lightly, looking up to me. Then she shrugged to Matteo as if to brush off the question. 

"Well," He nodded knowingly. Knowingly. The fuck does he know? Handsome fucker. So annoying. "You know I don't usually allow visitors until three o'clock, but... I always make an exception for you and Noah. The dogs just love you guys," Matteo explained. He walked in front of the two of us, and Kameron followed him but with purpose. Clearly she's been here before and obviously she knows where she's going. As Matteo said, her and her friend Noah obviously come here a lot.