Two Miles to Heaven

-Chapter 25- «Meeting Evil»

Larry was scratching the blood residues from the wall that I found, yesterday.

My building turned into a series of crime scenes with the police officers asking every neighbor if they ever witnessed something strange going on, in the last couple of days.

I was peeking at the parking lot from one of my kitchen's windows, looking at Harold and Sam. They were trying to unlock Susan's sports car, which made me angry because I thought I was the one assigned for inspection.

-"Care to help?" Larry yelled at me, raising his head from downstairs.

I looked at him, laughing at the position that he was put into, strumming blood crumbles on his hands and knees.

-"That's your cue, man." I stifled a laugh. "I'm taking a day off."

Larry rolled his eyes, back to his not-so-very glorious task.

-"Baby, I'm having a problem in your bedroom. Can you come and help me, please?" Kendall called, her voice sounding soothing and alluring.

One last glare towards Sam where he lifted his eyes to look straight at me with his signature smirk before I headed to my room, only to find Ken lying on my bed.

She was wearing a Victoria's Secret light blue glittery lacy corset with black Giuseppe Zanotti strappy heels that had the laces' color matching the ensemble. Incredibly sexy.

I couldn't place a word as I kept devouring her entire body with my ravenous eyes, trying so hard not to overbalance. She giggled when my reaction was pretty noticeable so, as teasing as her personality was, she stood up, took a few steps that looked more like a catwalk and ordered me to sit on my office chair before plumping herself on my lap.

-"Hi." She sweetly cooed, wrapping her arms around my neck with her face inches away from mine, our eyes locked for the longest moment.

-"Hey." I greeted back, kissing her puffy lips and tightening my grip on her waist. "Your smell is so... Aphrodisiac."

-"I take into account that you liked my little surprise." She teased again, fluttering her eyelashes.

-"I adore it."

-"Good." She nodded, her legs spread on my lap. "Well, I'm about to make breakfast... How do you like your coffee, mister?"

-"Strong." I groaned in her ear.

-"Strong like Miles Jr.?" she giggled, slowly lowering her hand down the Taco Warmer.

I kept staring at her until she figured out that I was no longer focused on the steamy situation going on in my bedroom.

-"What's wrong?" she asked, running her fingers in my hair while kissing my left cheek.

-"Hum... Nothing, it's just... Hum, I'm feeling tired, that's all." I kept stuttering, squeezing her waist hard and trying to get aroused harder.

A moan escaped her lips for a moment until it sounded more like a high-pitched squeal.

-"Miles, you're hurting me!" she jumped, standing up and looking at me with those big brown eyes, widen.

-"Sorry..."

I rested my head in the palm of my hands, gathering all the energy in my body to compose myself from the last stressful days.

-"There's something going on... What is it?" she demanded, sitting on my bed, arms crossed and waiting for an answer.

I know Kendall very much. She's the type of overprotective woman who'd always be there for her entourage. That was the first thing that made me like her in high-school but it also upset me because she can go as far as sacrificing herself to save one another.