I follow Dave down the building steps with caution. Who knows what he's capable of when he's high like this.
I get in his car slamming the door. He starts the car up and drives off. I wasn't too fond of him driving while he was hyped up on dank but I'd much rather get in a car accident than go back to the house with him. Sounds crazy right.
"Say something." He grunts, his eyes are focused on the road and the red behind them that I saw earlier has faded.
"I don't have anything to say to you." I retort.
"How about a sorry?" He was being really calm and I nearly laughed at what he just said.
"Sorry my ass." I snap. The car jerks off to the side of the road and cuts in front of another car, the car halts immediately and my head hits the side window, making my headache earlier come alive.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I yell my arms waving in the air frantically.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He yells back.
"No! What the fuck is wrong with you!" I jab him in the head with my finger. "You couldn't stop being an asshole for five minutes and drive correctly!"
"I did that on purpose." He says calmly. How could he be so calm when I'm loosing my marbles over here. I slowly close my eyes. 1, 2, 3...
"Listen I just-" he starts.
Oh hell no.
"No you listen to me ass wipe! You're absolutely bonkers! You know that? Bonkers!" I scream in his face. I am aware at the fact that he's smiling. Why the hell is he smiling?
"Bonkers?" He bursts out laughing.
"I shouldn't have even got in the car with you! You're high for god's sake!" I yell turning away. I couldn't tell if I was going to cry or punch him but either one would end well.
"Yes you should have. I would have dragged your little ass out of there. What are you like 5'4?" He snorts.
"You're higher than a kite right now." I'm still facing the window wondering if I should jump out since he stopped the car.
"Actually no I'm not. Well, I was when I walked in on you and cannoli cam, but your little screaming fit has pretty much brought me back to my senses. Thanks baby." He says.
Baby wakes up the butterflies in my stomach and I mentally shoot at them.
"How do you know Cameron's name?" I ask. I never told him.
"Nothing you need to worry about right now." He brushes it off.
"Shut up and drive." I yell.
"What's got your panties in a twist." He starts the car and drives back onto the road.
"You obviously." I retort.
"Baby honestly, if it was me you wouldn't be wearing panties." He smirks through the dim light.
"Stop talking to me." I say. Here it was, the infamous Kayla silent treatment.
"Don't be like that sweets." I haven't heard that nickname in a minute. It's past 4 in the morning and my headache has intensified due to my lack of sleep.
"You really aren't going to talk to me?" He sounds hurt. Boo fucking hoo. I look over at him and turn back around making my attitude known.
"Fine. Don't talk to me, I couldn't care less."
Minutes later I'm knocked out in the passenger seat. An arm shakes me and I snap up. Takes a minute for my vision to return so I blink a couple of times.
"Wake up sweets were home." Home. I almost responded but I remember my no talking rule. I get out of the car and follow him into the home. He walks into the kitchen and I rush upstairs. When I push open his door I hurry into the bathroom when I hear his footsteps and lock the door. The water is cold when I splash it on my face. I reach for the first towel and I flinch when the door falls down. What the hell...
"Still not speaking huh?" Goddammit Dave. He's standing in the used to be doorway with his shirt off and only a pair of boxers on.
Good Lord.
His tan torso is heavenly and goes great with the muscles straining under his skin. My eyes linger down to the slight bulge in his boxers and immediately my legs ache.
"I asked a question y'know you really have a problem with not answering people." He walks towards me and I stay quiet. Are you dumb? Or are you dumb? Say something! My subconscious screams.
"I'm going to take a shower but you can stand there like a deer in headlights." Dave snaps. He turns the water on letting it heat up and turns towards me.
"You gonna join me or what?" He smirks. I should, right? No, nope I shouldn't. Stay still, don't move. Better yet walk away Kayla, just go. I don't listen to myself and stand there like and idiot staring at him.
He jerks out and grabs my arm before I can make and attempt to move.
He grabs me by my waist and pulls me in the shower with him. His boxers are on the bathroom floor. I can't shake the image out of my mind when I blink a hundred times from seeing his thing.
"Stare if you want sweets." He winks. "I do all the time." I gulp and step back because my shirt was soaked.
Hey hey hey! How y'all doin?😆 I think you guys are gonna like the next chapter but gimme a chance cause I'm new to this whole sex thing💀 bye loves😘
