Snaked🐍

Chapter Five

I needed to know what happened that night, whether it would hurt me or not.
"Please tell me..." I said slowly to Carter.

"Oh, there you are baby!"
Kam suddenly trotted down the stairs in her pink jammies. She grabbed Carter in a hug and I watched how he pulled her into a grip, showing her all the love and affection that I wanted all to myself.

"You're up early Saigey," Kam looked surprised. "that's not normally like you."
I just shrugged. "Bad dream."
Kam totally ignored my statement and headed into the kitchen to make breakfast I suppose. I looked in Carter's direction and watched as he lay back on the sofa and kicked his legs up on the coffee
table. I couldn't help but admire his well-built calve muscles. I always wondered if his body type was generic because Kam never mentioned anything about a gym membership. I began wondering what it must be like to have Carter sleeping next to you every night... feeling the warmth of his body, the safeness within his arms and listening to his heartbeat to fall asleep. Kamryn was more blessed than she knew.

"Carter." I hit his rock hard arm.
"Tell me what happened. Tell me now." Damn. I was really proud of myself at that point. Carter looked at me and for once I didn't get lost in his beautiful eyes, I saw how intimidated he looked. I learned then that I could be serious and stern around a gorgeous man if I wanted to, you know.

Carter edged closer and put his hand on my thigh. Water-fucking-falls right there. I slapped his hand away and gave him a look.
"MAY I REMIND YOU THAT YOUR WIFE IS A FEW STEPS AWAY." I said in a loud whisper.
Carter laughed and there I went again, getting lost in his perfect being. I remember thinking that God really did work overtime on this masterpiece.
Carter, being Carter, disregarded what I said and allowed his hand to slip further up my thigh.
"I'll tell you some other time, when we have more privacy."
I was too caught up in the moment to even argue with him so I just nodded my head and let his hands explore me.

WHAT. WAS. I. DOING? Carter pulled my legs and wrapped it around him and I snapped out of it. I know, I was a real bitch for even letting him touch me, but it was hard to stop it. It felt like a whole different universe when I looked at him.
I sat up straight and crossed my legs up on the couch.
"You know what we're doing is wrong, right?" I protested.
"It may be wrong, but you know it feels right." Carter looked at me with a sparkle in his eye.

What a total idiot. How cliché of him... not that it was a problem. Not that I didn't go absolutely red after he said that.
"Stop blushing, love." He touched my cheek. Dammit, he noticed. WAIT. LOVE? LOVE? Carter Mason just called me 'love'. That wasn't right. None of it was right even though it made me feel magical.

Without saying a word, I jumped up, grabbed all my things that I had already brought downstairs and rushed out the door. Walking down the street, I found myself starting to tear. I broke down halfway home and found a bench to lay down on. Everyone who passed me stared at me like I was some psycho person who needed help but I really didn't care. All I could think about was being such a shitty friend to Kam when all she was to me was kind, honest and loyal. I was officially thee worst best friend in the world.

What I hated even more was that no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't get Carter out of my head. Although, I couldn't quite figure out how he had ended up there in the first place. It was like I was under his spell and there was nothing that could possibly happen that would break it.

The way he looked at me, the way he made my tummy do flips and the way my skin felt when he touched me... I couldn't let go of that. He had imprinted himself on me and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it.