Intentional Foul • Kyle Kuzma

chapter 07: stay away or get closer

adrienne

kuz took his time on the shower and when he finally came out, zo and jordana were already fast asleep. he is wearing a black sweatpants that hangs low in his waist showing the waistband of his calvin klein boxers, my breath hitched at the sight of him. he's right there standing in all of his glory, topless and wet. he's drying his self up by a towel and he just manifested to me how glorious he is with his tattoos, i love how his tatts looks beautiful in him, how he has them all over him but he still looks gracious and noble. everything is in slow motion as he looks up to me with his mesmerizing eyes, and as my eyes met his i am unable to pull away again. why does he have to be like this! why does he have to be this beautiful? its unforgivable.
he put the towel aside and walk towards me, he crawled in to bed and he's looking like a whole snack. ugh can i sit on his face already?

as i look at him i came to realize that he's worthy of someone who'll treat him right and love him with all she's got, no one ever have so much respect as he do for me aside from my brothers, he's someone that you wanna spend your life with, have kids with and marry, he deserves so much more than he gives himself credit for and i cant hurt him, he's not a dipshit. so ive made up my mind, i'll try my hardest to keep my distance from him, to stay away from him because im a hurricane- one once said, i ruin everything that i touch and my sweet boy cant experience adrienne, he cant experience me. im not saying that he'll fall for me if we ever did but i wont take those chances and fuck up his soul because i dont belong to anyone.

i know i dont know him well yet, all i know is that he's kyle kuzma, 27th draft pick who was traded to lakers for dlo- damn he's so underrated that time, he's the steal of the draft. 23, from flint michigan who brings random girls with him because he got no one to bring. but i just know it, i trust my instincts and they were never wrong, i can spot a douche on the spot and he ain't one, he just pretend to be in the eyes of other people.

he laid down beside me and made himself comfortable, i throw a glance at him and gave him a small smile before turning my back on him as i try to get him off my head so i can sleep.

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i woke up with a light hitting my face, i opened my eyes to see that its the sunlight coming from the balcony. i looked around and saw that jordana and lonzo isn't around anymore and then kyle is on his boxers putting his pastel blue nike sweat shorts on in a hurry and then a hoodie, he didnt even put a shirt on before it.

"where's everyone?" i groaned and sat.

"at the practice." he's packing his things on his mcm red studded backpack. "you wanna come?" he ask.

"sure than rot in here by myself." i looked at my phone to see the time and its already 7:58. he's running late the practice is at 8.

"okay i'll wait for you." he said, i frowned at him and shook my head.

"oh no boo im okay you cant be late than you already are." i told him, he stopped on his tracks and fix his eyes on me.

"you cant lurk on this city by yourself, you're new in this shit." i wave him off gesturing him to go and that I'll be okay.

"i'll figure it out luv, im good. just text me the location and I'll just follow." i sighed. "and besides it takes me long to get ready and you can't hurry me with that." i continued to convince him but he shook his head.

"no, go on and take your time on getting ready. i'd rather be shouted and embarrassed on the team by luke for getting late than leave you alone." he insisted and stood his ground. i swallowed and bit my lip, he cant be this good- he just cant. if its ben or the other guys that I've been with they'll say "suit yourself" and then leave.

i get off the bed and walk towards him and put my hand at the side of his neck.
"Im okay kyle, please i can manage. you can go, bet luke would be furious he doesn't like to start the practice with the team being incomplete."

"I've made up my mind ball, there's nothing you can do to change it." he rolled his and brush off my hand, he just called me by my last name whoa.

"okay mr., wait for me." i pat his cheeks and chuckled and go straight in the bathroom. i took a shower and did my skincare and brush my teeth real quick, i don't like being hurried when i get ready i know he ain't hurrying me but i need to so i'll just throw something comfortable and some lipgloss.

when im done for my morning routine i wrapped a towel on my body and realize i didnt carry my clothes with me so i walked out of the bathroom dripping wet with the towel only on me to get them.

i saw kuz sitting on the bed waiting, leaning with his elbow on his thighs. he looked up to me and i noticed that he took a sharp breath, his gaze traveled up and down my body, steadily and intently. i saw the admiration and astonishment in his eyes and maybe a little lust.

"is she tryna make me not go to practice today?" i heard him said in a low and barely audible voice, i chuckled at that.
when he heard me he stripped off his eyes on me and look down, i swear i saw his light skinned ass cheeks blushed.

i walked where my duffel bags are located which is in front of him at the table and couch. i bent down to search for clothes that would look nice and comfortable on me, i heard him cleared his throat.

"is that towel really that short i can almost see your ass." he said behind my back. by that i already got my clothes and stood properly.

"forgive me my lord, it is not my intention to do such actions." i said in all formality with my british accent. he chuckled at that and rolled his eyes.

"sure it isn't." he smirked.

"you like what you see though." i wink at him and walk towards the bathroom laughing.

"pardon me?" i heard him say sarcastically before me, i didnt pay him an attention and close the door. i quickly put on my red velvet tank top, my laced panties first ofcourse then my high waisted distressed denim shorts because we are so dead to luke. i tried to dry my hair and squeezed the water out of it with the towel but it didn't do much its still damp. i didnt have time to fix it so i just brushed my short curly hair lightly with my fingers and apply some lipgloss and throw on a pair of classic low cut white converse and then im good.

"you're so pretty." kyle complimented me as soon as he saw me, he stared at my face for a moment. "you dont even have make up on." he smiled and then frowned as he look at me from head to toe. "and too sexy you cant be walking in this dangerous streets alone with that body of yours." why is he like this to me? i felt my cheeks flushed at what he said.

"you ready to go?" i looked up to him and gave him a toothy smile then i nodded. your girl decided that she tryna be cute today.