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How did he even get my number? I'm so confused.
**How did you get my number?**
**I've got my sources. (wink face)**
I can't tell whether he's joking or not.
**Do you wanna go out? Not as a date or anything just a little getaway you know?**
**Sure. I'll send you my address.**
I don't like Penelope but that shouldn't mean I shouldn't like Kyle. He seems like a friendly person and he's Ace's friend so I doubt he's going to try anything with me. Not to mention, he's so handsome and he can take my mind off Ace a bit.
I threw on a baby pink shirt and a pair of light wash jean shorts. I tugged down at them a little, they have gotten shorter than how they used to be. I really need to go on a shopping spree and buy new clothes to fill my boring closet with. My hair was in a messy bun but honestly I could care less about my hair. I walked downstairs and my mother called me in. I reluctantly approached her and Ademar.
I managed to muster the fakest smile ever as I went over to them. My mother was leaning against the counter and Ademar was sat next to her. I heaved out a sigh.
"You're going somewhere?" She asks, raising an eyebrow. She obviously knows I've been going out a lot lately, more than usual anyway.
"It's Friday. Why not?" I place my hands on my hips and cock my head to the side.
"Oh no reason. With who?" She interrogates me. It's not even normal questioning at this point, it's almost like she's investigating me.
"A friend you don't know."
"Oh so it's not Ace?" Ademar says. There was a hint of accusation behind his voice. I bit on my inner cheeks and I know they looked hollowed but I didn't care. "I hear you two have been hanging out a lot." Once again, the accusation in his tone was clearly evident.
"Ademar." My mom says in a warning tone.
"Just stay safe, sweetheart." He has the fucking nerves.
"Okay." I manage to say without lashing out and I heel off. The anger was boiling inside me but I'm glad he didn't throw suspicious accusations at me. At least not obvious ones.
"Hi." I say as I hopped inside Kyle's car.
His outfit was different. He was wearing a casual v-neck navy shirt and black jeans. His tousled dirty blond hair looked adorable as he pushed it backwards with his long fingers. I noticed so many rings on his fingers, and a silver necklace laced around his neck, it's like he had an obsession with accessories.
"Hey, I'm glad you came." He smiles. I admired his smile so much, it was beautiful and it complimented his beautiful face's features. His curly hair was the cherry on top of the cake. He's nothing like his sister, physically even.
"Yeah me too. Where are we going?" I asked. Greediness was painted on me like a red sign.
"Dinner...casual." He says. I'm still not completely sure why I'm going out with him but I guess a small part of me thought if wouldn't hurt if we went out once and ate some food together.
"Hmm. Where?" I'm surprised he's not irritated with my massive number of questions. Unlike Ace, he has manners and doesn't shout in people's faces for no apparent reason.
"La Casa di Porchetta." He says and I can't help but chuckle. "What?"
"It's just...I work there."
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Poisoned Love
Dragoste"You're all mine, Lydia." Ace spits. "Like hell I am." I fire shots back. Who does he think he is to boss me around like that? His hands snaked around my waist and he slammed me against the wall behind me. I found myself giving in. But that's what...