He let out a growl of sorts before placing a wet kiss on the crook of my neck. Sparks immediately flew from my body to his as my heart began to pound out of my chest. He knew that that was my spot, and he had the audacity to do it in the middle of a...
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- K Y L I E -
"The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from simple things."
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I got out of the shower and wrapped up in a towel before walking out of the bathroom and into Kason's room. Lying on the bed there were some black ripped jeans and an oversized red hoodie that I figured was Kason's.
I swiftly dropped my towel and changed into the clothes before walking out of his room and down the long and narrow hall way. As I reached the end of tunnel, the scent of pancakes and bacon hit my nose.
"Now you just flip it," Derick told Kason with an annoyed tone.
"You put the spatula under the pancake and flip it dipshit," Derick snapped at him, "You run a million dollar company, but you can't cook a fucking pancake."
"I have people I pay to cook for me," Kason snapped back as he carefully and slowly flipped the pancake, "I specialize in my business, not flipping pancakes."
"Obviously," I chimed in before I sat on the kitchen bar stools, "God forbid you have to do a simple task every once and a while," I joked.
Derick laughed, "It took him twenty minutes just to make the batter."
I giggled before looking at Kason, "What's this for anyway?"
"You," he said before he pushed a plate in front of me, "Once you finish I'll take you to Valentina's and Milena's place."
"Okay," I quickly agreed before picking up my phone, "Holy shit."
