*** Lex's POV ***
After having not slept well over the past week, I passed out shortly after we ate. Kinsey was sitting upright in bed, wearing my button down. My head was in her lap. Between her stroking her fingers through my hair and the sound of the waves from outside, I didn't stand a chance. It was the deepest sense of calm I had ever experienced.
I woke up the next morning alone in bed. I shook my head, a bit disoriented, grabbing my phone to check the time and seeing a text from Kinsey.
Text from Kinsey: Needed to get a last rehearsal in before the showcase today. It was hell leaving you. I'll be back to get ready before brunch.
"Fuck."
Brunch...with Lucas. I hope they aren't stupid enough to invite Cara. She'll be nothing but trouble. I'm treating her like she's a liability because she's fucking unpredictable. She, of all people, even more so than Lucas, needs to stay the fuck away from Kinsey, especially now that she knows who she is.
I order coffee and fruit through room service to tide me over and get freshened up while waiting for it to arrive. Once it does, I take a mug of coffee and sit out on the porch enjoying the sights and sounds.
I must doze off because the next thing I know I feel a familiar body sit on my lap and cuddle against me. But something is off. My eyes fly open and I dump the person sitting on my lap at my feet.
"Ouch!" Cara yelps.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I yell at her.
"I came to see if you wanted to grab drinks together and talk." She says extending her hand to me for me to help her up.
"No." I brush her hand away.
"No? Come on baby, loosen up." She puts her hand on my knee.
"Get the hell out of here, Cara. I don't know why it's so hard for you and your brother to take a hint, but let me just be clear. Kinsey and I are a couple. Neither of us are interested in seeing anyone else or rekindling old feelings." I leave no room for misinterpretation.
Cara stands up, brushing herself off. "What do you see in her anyway?"
"A future which is more than I can say for us. Leave, Cara." I demand.
"I'll leave, but it won't mean that you've moved on. This bimbo is a rebound for you. Neither of you see it yet, but I'm calling it. Your relationship with her will burn bright for a moment and then...snap! Fizzle out." She snaps her fingers for dramatic emphasis.
I roll my eyes and walk away from her. I know what I feel for Kinsey and it's so much more consuming than I ever expected love to be. It never felt like this with Cara. I had good times with Cara. I liked being with her for a lot of those five years and I can't deny the physical attraction I felt.
But Kinsey. I need Kinsey. Kinsey makes me feel like I've never felt before. Like for the first time I'm seeing mundane, everyday things in a whole new light. Like last night, the moonlight peaking through the windows seemed brighter. The power of the ocean outside more forceful.
I also see a clear pathway moving forward in my life. Even amidst the chaos and drama. Jealous lovers. Unemployment. She's at the center of it all and has become my driving focus.
Cara leaves. I'm pissed that she thinks she still holds some command over me. I decide to go find the gym to blow off some steam. I'm about an hour in when I hear the door open.
"Here I thought I'd find you still cuddled up in bed and vulnerable to my attacks." Kinsey says.
"Your attacks?" I ask, curiously.
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Romansa*** COMPLETED STORY *** With a rough past that sent her life down an undesired path, Kinsey has made it work. She's in a job she mostly likes and excels in. She's a bit aimless in love, but who doesn't go through a time like that in their lifetime? ...
