Dusty's Chapter

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Dusty's POV

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Dusty's POV

I'm chilling in the living room, soaking up the good vibes with both families. We're wrapping up the night with some games. My bubba finally popped the question to Kenny, and I couldn't be happier for her. I've never seen Y/n this happy before—she's got this whole new side with Kenny that I've never seen. They just went upstairs, and I bet they're fucking like rabbits. The last thing I want is to hear any of that when I walk past their door to get to my room.

I take a swig of my beer, watching her with her kids. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. Kim and I have shared a few stolen kisses, but she always avoids me afterward, even though she's usually the one to make the first move. She must've felt me staring because she looks up, catches my eye, and smirks a little before going back to chatting with her kids and mom.

I get it, she's like 17 years older than me, but so what? I've dated... well, hooked up with older women before. I guess Kim sees me as a fuck girl and thinks I'm too young for a real relationship or whatever. But I'd totally settle down for her and do whatever she wanted me to do.

I've always thought Kim Kardashian was insanely sexy and beautiful. Had a crush on her forever and watched the show just for her. Sure, Kylie is hot too, but she's happy with her own thing. Kim, though, she's had a tough time growing up in the spotlight. It's taken her years to get people to take her seriously. I truly admire her, I really do.

I mean, her lame ex Kanye dropped the ball and lost her. He couldn't even handle her. The dude is weird as fuck. I'm more on the masculine side, and I guess I'd label myself as a masc lesbian. I know I'm not ugly; I get told a lot that I'm good-looking. I'm confident, but I have my doubts sometimes. People say I favor Y/n a lot in some ways, but she and Wyatt almost look like twins.

When Kim saw me for the first time, I couldn't help but notice how she looked at me. I knew that look—I've seen it plenty when other women check me out. The thing is, I was looking at her the same way too. I know Kim's not really out with her sexuality, and she doesn't need to be if she doesn't want to. I mean I still wonder if she's even interested in me, but I can see she's battling with that in her head.

I just wish she'd take me seriously when I tell her I'm all in. Her kids aren't even a problem—I love kids, and her kids like me too. They're adorable. Honestly, all her sisters' kids are adorable. Must be those good genes. Part of me wants to say, "fuck it," and leave her alone, thinking she's not really interested. But then the stubborn side of me says, "hell no," and not to give up.

I see Dawn stand up from sitting by Cara and head to the kitchen to grab another beer. It's funny how Dawn swore up and down she was strictly dickly, but here she is all cuddled up with Cara. Honestly, I'm really happy for her. Cara is awesome and knows how to handle Dawn's dramatic ass.

"Ohhh Dusty," Dawn sings.

I look over and see my phone in her hand. "Your stalker Beth is texting you," she says with a smirk. I sigh and throw my head back. "She doesn't know when to stop." As I'm about to stand up, I notice Kim staring at me with a glare. I walk over to Dawn with a smirk.

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