Infinitely

Chapter Five

{| This chapter is actually a filler but has a few important details that you'll need. Later on in the book obviously. So hope you like it. |}

~Kylee (POV)

mo·tor·cy·cle

ˈmōtərˌsīkəl/

noun

a two-wheeled vehicle that is powered by a motor and has no pedals.

But my definition is a fucking terrible way to die. It probably would be slow and painful. Hell no.

"Hop on." Cole was already mounting his bike and I just kept inching away. "Come on Kylee I've got plans." "With Sierra?" "We broke up, c'mon." "I think I'm better off walking. See ya." I start walking away and hear his bike start up. He started riding slowly right beside me.

"Stop being a pussy and get on." He sounds like he's demanding when he 'asks' me. "Why?" "Because you can't walk home." "I can sure as hell try if it means staying alive." "Please?" "Fine." I say it still fighting my internal war. At least I'll get home before dark now. I climb on and he says "You might want to hold on." I just stare and am realizing how tiny this seat is. I scoot up so I don't fall off. I put the helmet on and lightly wrap my arms around his stomach. I can tell he's laughing at me from the slight rumble in his chest. As he takes off I squeeze my thighs tighter around him so I don't fall off. Then I hide my face in his back so I don't have a heart attack.

We reach my house and no cars are there. I think and remember my dad has the night shift, mom is meeting my sisters for shopping (not something I do with anyone besides Erin), and my brother is at a friends house.

I get off once he shuts his bike off and say my thank you's and head to the house. I dropped my keys and bent to pick them up. When I stand up my back is right against him. I think oh shit; what the fuck do I do. So I say what pops in my head.

"Thanks for the ride Cole, bye." "Can I use your bathroom?" "Sure, brace yourself." "For what?" I open the door and my biggest Great Dane, Tucker tackles Cole and licks his face. I get Tucker off of Cole and get him up. I decide he should use the upstairs bathroom because I cleaned it last night. I show him were it is and grab some gum. I feed the dogs down stairs. I grab my unfolded laundry and head upstairs. I dropped the basket at the sight of Cole laying on my bed. He sits up and probably sees books every where, sketchbooks, and every art piece on my walls.

"Nice room, love the books nerd." "Shut up." "Truthfully I like the art on the walls." "Thanks." He sounded genuine and then lays back down. "Your bed really does squeak, but its comfy." He scoots over and I sit beside him after picking up my laundry. "Why did you come back?" "I....umm. I guess I missed my old friends." "Okay." "Why do you even care?" "Because you've had three years to come back." "What are you saying?" "You're not here just because you miss friends. There's another reason and I won't stop until I figure it out." "Aren't you just little miss determined." I just give him the finger and tell him to go fuck himself. He just smiles and I can't help but smile back. "When do you plan on leaving?" "In the morning."

"What Cole you-" he cuts me off, such an asshole move. "Fair warning I sleep in boxers only. Well sometimes nude but that depends." "Cole your not staying the night." He acts like I'm not even talking. "I bet you sleep in a bra and underwear." "Shut up." "You do?" "No." "No?" "No, tank top and shorts." Do you take a shower in the morning or at night so your wet before bed?"

He smirks giving me a daring look saying tell me, so I do. I just leave of the part not so I'm wet. Just to see what he says. "Night, you?" He looks shocked especially when I add in a smile. But he quickly recovers. "Same" His voice sound off. Like and octave or two higher.

"Can I get a shower? I'll put my jeans back on." He almost sounded shy. But Cole shy, not possible. I nod and get him a towel. He leaves and I text Erin while I wait.

~Cole (POV)

I get in the bathroom and lock the door. I start to strip down; shirt, pants, boxers. I realize I forgot the towel on Kylee's dresser. Shit, well I'm already in the shower so I get all washed up. I wish I could shut my brain off. All I can think about is her.

So instead I call her name. She appears in the door way with my towel. I swing the door all the way open. Her face takes on the look of what the fuck, also known as shocked. She puts her hand over her eyes, yet I know she didn't see anything she just stared at my face.

Where I had on a huge stupid ass grin. It's only cause she looked so damn cute though. I'm almost positive she was asleep. A few prices of hair were out of place and her shirt was a lot lower then earlier.

"I can't believe you did that." "Well I thought maybe you want a shower to." "Just get dressed I ordered pizza." She moves her hands to find the door handle. I wrap the towel around my body, she finds the handle.

"Oh god Kylee, grip just like that." I made sure to kind of moan it out. It makes her make this weird sound between gasping and shouting but it sounded like a squeak. "Joking." She opens her eyes and punches me in the arm. "It's a good thing I had a towel on."

She blushes and heads down stairs. I get dressed and follow her. She's at the door paying the delivery guy. He says it $15 while staring at her chest the entire time. She doesn't even know how low her shirt is. She grabs her change from a twenty and the pizza. I just follow her to the kitchen. When she turns around she just stares. "What?" "Where is your shirt?" "It stinks."