The Killer Secret

15.

It was well past ten, when we finally ate. The sandwich that I made, an hour ago, didn't look that appetitising anymore and so I upgraded to a Hawaiian pizza instead.

Travis looked at his food in disgust as he picked the pineapples of his slice. He couldn't understand why I loved pineapples on pizza and I explained to him why.

"The sweet from the pineapple balances out the salt from the cheese and ham," I said, licking my fingers. "You should try it."

We were curled up on the couch, in the living room, attempting to watch the entire John Wick series.

"I'll pass but I would like to try some of those spicy wings you're hogging over there."

I grinned, pulling the box further away from him. "Eat the pineapple."

Travis, sensing my teasing mood, came forward slowly. His smirk grew every inch he took towards me and my heart rate quickened. Still holding my gaze, he leaned in and took a huge bite out of my slice then kissed me. "You're right. It's not that bad."

"I thought..."

He smiled, chewing the remainder of my pizza and realisation dawned on me.

"I should have known!"

Travis was never one to shy away from anything especially food. I felt played and I wanted him pay for duping me.

I took the box and ran, shovelling a wing in mouth. Travis bolted after me and I screamed when he almost grabbed my shirt. It felt good to be like this with him again. The drama was put aside for tonight and we were just us.

I screamed again when Travis pulled me into his body, swinging me around. We laughed as he took the box from me and raised it high up in the air where I couldn't reach.

Pouting, I jumped as high as I could to get my chicken wings back but failed miserably. Then, a thought crossed my mind. If Travis wanted to play dirty so can I.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tugged him closer to me as I sat on the counter. I licked my lips to draw his eyes to them and smiled, leaning closer to him. My legs were wrapped around him, bringing his middle closer to mine. I can feel the buldge in his pants start to grow. He gulped, lowering the box to the counter but, before I could, get the box back, the front door burst open.

"Kayla! You okay?" Liam asked, weapon in hand. When he noticed my compromising position, be lowered his gun and looked away from Travis and I.

A heat of embarrassment clouded my cheeks, painting them red as I stood up to my feet.

"What are you doing here?" I asked softly, still feeling the heat on my cheeks.

Liam looked up from the ground, holstering his gun. "I heard screaming and thought...I should go." He turned around and headed to the porch but I could tell there was something up so I called out to him.

Travis tensed beside me. He was sensing something between Liam and I that I, myself, could not confront and I knew it made him possessive.

"Can you give me a sec?" Travis didn't answer but walked towards the stairs and I sighed.

The night breeze blew through my tank top and I wrapped my arms around me, in order to cover my nipples as I approached Liam. I had put on some shorts but it did no justice.