The Strongest Hit.

Chapter 17: Angel Eyes and Little Sparrow

Kennedy's POV:

I pressed play to hear my first voicemail.
Justin leaned over to grab my phone, but I pulled away easily.
"Yeah...about...that..." he whispered.
I put my finger in the air to shush him.
His seductive cocky voice coming through my phone didn't match his pale complexion right now. Pretty boy was looking like he saw a ghost.

"I found your black fuck me heels that you left behind.
I couldn't help but fuck myself, imagining you riding me...wearing them.
Bet you listen to this message again and again, baby girl."

I bit my lip and hit replay.
Boy didn't lie....
His cocky tone mixed with the confession of fucking himself....
I had to squeeze my legs tightly together to help relieve the pulsing ache.

"You liked my black heels, huh?" I whispered, wiggling my eyebrows at him.

Justin pursed his lips...nodding his head slowly...heat starting to color his cheeks.

"It would appear so." His hazel eyes fixed on my crossed legs.

"I'd ask you not to listen to the rest...
But your so damn stubborn that I know it would be useless."

I rolled my eyes, but knew he was right.

"I'm gonna go hit the bag while you listen to the rest.
I don't want to see your reaction to my 3am confessions...my weakness."

He got up to leave, but I grabbed for his hand.
Tugging him back to the bed.

"Not so fast there!
You've seen me at my weakest moments too.
Give me this...
I would never judge you."

He kicked off his white Van's and spread his body out covering my bed, almost knocking me off.
I got up and moved my desk chair in front of the door before plopping myself down into it.

"You don't have to worry, baby girl.
I'm done running.
You blocking the door is kinda cute though.
Go ahead and listen to me sounding like a weak ass bitch.
But just know....it's only for you.
I'm still the King of the ring."

I was almost nervous to listen to the rest.
But he was giving me this.
Even though it made him feel vulnerable, he was opening himself up.
So I hit play on the next message.

"Charlie's a real dick. I freaking begged him to wait for me at the airport....but fucking nooooo!
Now I'm sitting here waiting for my flight and all these random people keep coming up to me, like they know me.
Every chick here has fake tits!
I mean it is Vegas but damn.
Too bad because I like yours the best...
I haven't seen them yet...or felt them...but I already know they are amazing.
Not that I have any right to them...yet.
I just really need to see you.
Be there soon.
This is Justin by the way.
You probably know that....frick...
Bye, Baby Girl."

So he did go to the airport?
And bought a plane ticket?
I was so confused.
The boob comments had me giggling.
He sounded so cute when he nervously rambles.

"Justin, why didn't you get on the plane?"

He took a deep breath and blew it out.

"Fucking Joey....he showed up.
Just keep listening." He mumbled, hiding his eyes from me.

I hit play still shocked that he had almost followed me home.