Forgive and Forget

14. After party

Kennadee's POV...
I walk into the house, Scott right behind me. "Wow!" I breath out. "Sorry it's a bit messy." He says moving some stuff around. I go towards the middle and stand under the chandelier. I quickly spin underneath it. "It's beautiful." I say stopping myself. "Well. Not as beautiful as you." He says. I let out a giggle and he comes towards me giving me a small peck on the lips. "Why don't you follow me to my room so we can get you some clothes to change into." I nod and we go upstairs and towards his room. When we reach his room, I automatically sit on his comfy bed. He reaches into his drawer and grabs a white t-shirt and a pair of boxers. "Do you want socks too?' He asks. I giggle and shake my head yes. He sets the clothes down and then turns to head downstairs with his own clothes. 'Wait I need help unzipping my dress and I don't mind you changing in your own bedroom. I mean it is your room.' I say. He laughs and quickly dresses himself. I check out his abs quickly before he notices. I forget I'm holding up my dress and reach behind me and put one hand in his hair and the other a hand on the opposite shoulder. My dress silently drops to the floor and I don't notice. His hands then go to the front of my body and cups my breasts. After a few seconds he leaves light kisses up my neck to my ear, 'We're getting carried away.' He says silently. We let go of each other. I walk quietly over to the bed and put the shirt on and roll the shorts on so they compliment my hips and sit on the bed noticing he has been watching me the whole time. While I put on my socks I ask, 'Do you have netflix?' He shifts his weight uncomfortably and stifles a laugh as he eyes me and scratches his neck. 'Yeah I have Netflix, I'll , uh, go turn it on and let you pick.' He walks to the doorway and turns and smiles as he leans on the doorframe, 'Popcorn?' I'm at his desk beginning to unpin my hair. I smile brightly and say 'Yes please!' He stands there looking at me for a while licking his lips. 'What?' I ask. He shakes his head then adjusts his voice. "Uh. I'll get it running and make popcorn. In the living room , your pick." I simply nod laughing at how he just said that a couple minutes ago. I look at my hair in the mirror. It looks like I just curled it but messier. I run downstairs and notice he set up a little blanket and pillows in front of the tv. Beside us is a fireplace, it's a big living room so I see why they put it there. I lay down on my tummy. I'm running through my options and Scott walks in with a bag of popcorn. After a while I make him watch ghost adventures. "This is so fake." He scoffs. I turn my head towards him and concur, "You just have no imagination." He lets a breath out and smile then he tursn his head back to the tv. He's holding me, and I start to wonder, he stopped us back upstairs. "Scott, am I not attractive?" I say in a whisper, barely audible. His eyes bulge and his head snaps towards me. "Not attractive? Who the hell put that into your mind?" I shrug and sigh, "You stopped kissing me upstairs and I just thought you were over me." He shakes his head and flips me, so he's hovering over me. "You're fucking hot. I had to stop myself before I couldn't hold back." I blush at his words as they fall out of his mouth. "I watched you change, and you didn't stop me so I hope you didn't mind." I shook my head no. His face got nearer to mine. "Don't ever say that you are unattractive again." I'm entranced by his gaze and it's like mind control when I say yes. "Okay good, but your lips." I'm taken back, "What about my lips?" His nose is on my cheek as he whispers, "They need to be tasted." Without hesitation I fill in the space. Slow at first but with each passing minute our pace quickens. His warm hands sliding under my shirt and onto my stomach. I become fed up with his speed, so I flip him over and straddle his hips. This excites him because he quickens his lips. Just as he was sliding my shirt off the front door opens. We go unnoticed and continue what we were doing. Someone adjusts their voice. I look up in shock to meet eyes with some blonde guy. I roll off Scott, and he yells, "What are you doing here?!" The man laughs and moves his arms in a calming motion, "Chill little bro, introduce me." We're standing eye to eye level and Scott stands infront of me to block my body, for some unknown reason. "I don't think she wants to meet you." At that I walk out from behind Scott and stick my hand out to shake his, "My name is Kennadee, what is yours?"

Edited 6/19/15