Sinful Secrets

Chapter 8

On Kesha's way to her mother's house, Faith called her phone. "Hello?', Kesha answered. "Kesha, I'm right behind you just to let you know. I gotta talk to you about something when we stop. After pulling up at Kesha's mother's house, Faith hopped in Kesha's car. "Girl what is wrong with you?", Kesha asked. Faith gave a deep sigh as she hung her head down, Avoiding Kesha's stare. "Well I guess there is no other way to put this, but me and Keith kissed.", Faith admitted. "What!?", Kesha blurted out. "Faith, what in the blue hell is wrong with you??" "Kesha it's not really what you think. We were really drunk and -", Faith explained before cutting herself off. She didn't want to bring up the part of Desiree possibly cheating on Keith. Even if it eased the weight on her back. All Kesha could do was shake her head. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Faith, out of all people, went behind Desiree's back. "Kesha, me and Keith already met and talked about it. We're still friends and that kiss meant nothing. There is nothing going on between us. I'm kind of taken by Tracy anyway.", Faith continued to explain. "Well as long as there is nothing going on between y'all. Cause I don't wanna see Desi drag your little ass across the room.", Kesha retorted as she started to get her stuff out of the car. Faith just gave her a stare. "Girl don't stare at me. We both know you can't fight". While Kesha was still cracking jokes, Faith felt even worse about the secret, even though she believed it wasn't a big deal. She then got out of Kesha's car and called Keith. "Hello?". "Keith, meet me at my house". "Uhh ok? Give me 10 minutes". Kesha's mother already had the door open for her. "Heyyy Mama.", Kesha greeted as she entered, "Hey baby. Now can you explain what happened?", Her mother asked. "Dam- dang Mama can I atleast get my stuff in first? Before Kesha could get back out of the door, Faith hurried Kesha's bags into her mother's house and got into her car to meet Keith. Keith threw on his jacket, not bothering to throw a shirt over his body, and headed for the door. "Where are you going babe?", Desiree asked him before he made it out the door. "Uhh just out. I'll be back real quick.", Keith responded as he shut the door. "Hmmm. He didn't give me my kiss", Desiree thought to herself. As Keith made it to Faith's house, he noticed the door not closed fully so he opened to see Faith sitting on the couch, looking like she was in a very deep thought. "What's going on?", Keith asked. "Keith. When do you think we should tell Desi?". "Faith I can't answer that. I don't want to lose Desi over something that was completely meaningless. I mean I know Desi, and she can be very emotional at times.", Keith said as he paced back and forth. "Keith don't worry yourself about it. I was just asking. I just don't want her to find out then it will be even worse", "Faith said as she grabbed his hand, comforting him. Keith then jerked away quick as he looked down at their hands. "You're right. I'm probably just overthinking, but hey, I should go. Desiree is probably wondering why I left so abruptly". "Hehe you're probably right, but can you help move some stuff in my room right quick before you go? Tracy is working over and I really am not strong enough for all this furniture.", She explained. "Haha no problem Faith". Watch out though, it's dusty on some top parts.", She warned. Keith then decided to remove his jacket to avoid it getting it stained. "Um, where is your shirt mister?", Faith asked. "I was in kind of a rush. I thought it was something serious.", Keith answered. "Well isn"t your body going to get dusty? ". "Nothing a shower won't fix. That jacket expensive though", Keith said. As he started to move a couple of furniture pieces around, Faith began to stare. Just seeing that smooth, caramel complexion compliment his bulging blue veins cascading down his arm like a small stream of water. His chest poking out a little further than his abs, which were far from disappointing aswell. His body was like a girl's dream pillow. She could picture is arms wrapping around her. Protecting her from the uncomforts of the outside world. "Umm you okay? ", he asked her.  "Wha- oh. Yeah I'm fine. ", she responded as she came to her senses. She began to have a guilty feeling in her gut. He was her closest friend's fiance. Plus she was in a relationship now. She grabbed his jacket and tossed it to him.  "Here. I'm about to turn the air on
".  As she walked over to the thermostat, he looked over at her. Her curvaceous glory. Long curly hair flowing down to the small of her back,  nice hourglass figure,  inviting hips, and a rotund butt, somewhat of a peach shape. She turned facing him with beautiful brown eyes that held a powerful gaze. Her bright complexion went well with her glasses, giving her an intelligent, innocent, geeky look. It was cute. "Umm are you okay? ", she asked. "Oh um yeah.", he answered as he put his jacket on. They avoided talkimg about how they felt at that moment, but it was like their gazes said it all. He finished up moving then they headed to the front door. "Thanks Keith.", she said, proceeding with a hug. "No problem Faith.", he responded. Their hug lasted a good moment before Tracy pulled up. "What's up man.", Tracy greeted Keith, proceeding it with a handshake. "Hey man. I'll catch you sometime. Gotta head home", Keith said as he walked to the car. "So what was he for?", Tracy asked as Keith drove off. "He was helping me move some stuff". With no clothes on?", he interrogated. "Baby he was in a rush when he came I guess.", Faith responded. She saw a jealous look on his face and followed him around, holding his waist. "Baby, look at me. I love you and you only.", Faith proclaimed. He then proceeded to turn around And look at Faith. "And I you sweetheart.", Tracy responded,  following it with a kiss.