step Sister《J.G》

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Jack's pov:

I laid in my bed, thinking over the events of this morning.

I smirked.

This girl is something else.

I looked up, seeing a shadow in the doorway.

Slowly, kynlie appeared wearing a loose tee, and her underwear.

"I had a bad dream." She whispered, hugging herself.

"Come lay with me." I patted the bed.

She looked relieved as she crawled into the bed next to me. She wrapped herself in my blankets, and cuddled into my chest.

I smiled. I could lay like this forever.

"I love you." I whispered quietly, instantly regretting it.

I heard a soft snore, and she was asleep.

Thank god.

I laid, admiring her gorgeous features.

I think I'm gonna try to win her back, if it's the last thing I do.

Kynlies pov:

I woke up and quietly rolled over facing jack.

I stared at his pink lips, then his sharp jaw line.

His eyes slowly fluttered open.

He smiled, looking into my eyes.

"Morning, gorgeous." He whispered in a deep raspy voice.

"Good morning, jack." I kissed his cheek.

"So what was your dream about? Lastnight?" He whispered, wrapping his arms around my waist, and nuzzling his head into my chest.

"You died." I whispered.

"And that scares you?" He laughed, not believing me

"Jack, stop. You know that I care about you. That's why I came to you last night, and not johnson." I said, accidentally.

"But shouldn't you be going to johnson? He is your boyfriend afterall." He scoffed.

"Jack, stop with the attitude. Please? I was yours before I was his." I rolled my eyes.

"Not really, you were never truly mine, kynlie. You reeled me in and fucked with my mind." He sighed.

"What do you want me to do about it?" I shrugged.

"Be mine." He let go of me, and rolled over.

I got up and headed for the door, walking out.

I went to my room and threw on some skinny jeans paired with my converse and a purpose tour shirt. I threw my hair in a sloppy bun, and dialed johnson.

"Hey babe." He answered.

"Hey, baby." I laughed.

"Why are you calling so early?" He asked, yawning.

"Wanted to see if you wanted to go to Starbucks for some coffee this morning." I shrugged.

"Yeah, I'll meet you babe." He whispered, hanging up.

"Fucking whore." A voice bellowed behind me.

I turned to see jack standing at the door.

"You dont understand." I whispered, picking at my nails.

"Don't need to." He scoffed, walking away.