Kylie Jenner: Fighting the 1800s

Chapter 6: Dying for Breakfast

James' bedroom was larger than Mae's. He even had a two sized bed and Kylie wondered if Mae's mother had laid in it once.

Do not go there, Kylie, she said to herself.

Kylie turned her back to James and scooped her hair over her left shoulder, painfully aware of how much of a mess it looked like.

But at this moment she didn't care anymore. She just wanted James to rip the dress off Kylie's body. James thought Kylie was royal, so obviously he knew he had to obey her orders.

Kylie heard James coming closer, the warmth of his hands soon on Kylie's lower back. She waited for him to continue, but he spent an awfully long time.

"Just rip it off already!" Kylie said impatiently.

"I'm sorry. It's been a long time since I undid a woman's corset." James exhaled deeply, but he didn't stop and kick her out like Kylie thought he would.

The pressure around her waist and lungs slowly loosened as his fingers traveled up her spine.

Before she knew it, the corset was undone and Kylie pressed a hand over her chest so she wouldn't expose herself completely. Not yet.

She did have boundaries you know.

"Thank you, Mr. James," Kylie said seductively and turned around.

God, she wanted to wrap her hands around his gorgeous face and kiss him like there was no tomorrow.

James didn't say anything to Kylie, but did a quick nod that said Alright now get the hell out of my room you stupid cow... or something like that.

James was hard to read.

Kylie pursed her lips and decided that today possibly wasn't the right time, but she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted. Like she always did.

"As much as I'd love to stay, I'm afraid I have to return to my room. Goodnight, Mr. James."

Kylie secretly hoped he would ask her to stay a little longer, but he didn't and nearly pushed her out of his room.

Kylie gaped outside in the hallway, still holding her hands on her chest. "Asshole," she muttered.

Ok. It was time to go to sleep.

"Kylie? What are you doing?"

Kylie blinked and saw Mae stepping out in front of her. She had changed into her white undergarments, made of cotton.

Kylie looked down at her feet. She was a terrible liar.

"I went to find my shoes."

"They're in the bathroom and you can go get them in the morning."

Kylie squinted her eyes. She didn't like the tone in Mae's voice. "Fine."

Kylie walked past Mae to get to the bedroom first and maybe lock her out of it.

"Why did you undo your corset?" Mae asked while she walked behind Kylie.

Kylie's eyes went back and forth but she couldn't think of anything to say, so she didn't and almost ran into Mae's bedroom which only caused Mae to run after her.