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"Oh, baby girl, your hair is so beautiful," Miss Simona raved over Kayla's full mane.
"Thanks Miss Simona. Um, can I ask a favor?" Kayla asked as she bit her lip. She was nervous for some reason.
"Sure honey, what is it?"
"Can I use your phone for a moment please? My cell phone battery is dead," she lied.
Miss Simona smiled down at Kayla. She had been coming to her hair salon ever since her mother left years ago. "Of course, just go in the back. You don't have to dial anything to get out."
Kayla jumped up, "Thank you!" She ran to the back room and was about to pick up the phone and dial when out of nowhere, Khris jerked it from her hands.
Kayla stood there for about 2 seconds with her mouth open before she launched into him.
"What the hell are you fucking doing?!" she shrieked at him.
Khris stood there for a moment looking so uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry Kayla, your father told me to watch you okay. He said you were not allowed to leave my sight and that you were not allowed to use any phones. I really do hate doing this to you, but I don't want to let the Admiral down okay," he stated with a tiny smile and shrug of his shoulders.
Kayla was in fucking hell. Officially. She broke down right there in front of him. She slumped to the ground and pulled her knees against her chest and sobbed.
Khris was stunned, he didn't know what to do. He didn't know everything that was going on, but Admiral Jackson had told him that Michael Taylor or MT as everyone called him, was to stay away from Kayla and she was to stay away from him.
He really liked Admiral Jackson. His father Terrence had always spoken so highly of him over the years. And he seemed like a great guy. It made Khris feel like a burden though, coming in on their family during this stressful time.
His first day there, he never even saw Kayla. She was locked up in her room, and she refused to come down to meet him. Over the course of a few days he caught glimpses of her here and there. Mostly he just heard her. In screaming matches with her father or breaking something.
He had never seen someone act that way. In his house back home, his father Terrence was all about discipline. He nor his sister Naia could have ever behaved that way.
But seeing her like this now, crumpled to the floor and crying, he felt so sorry for her.
"I'm really sorry, Kayla. Trust me, this is not what I want to be. I just want to be your friend, not some kinda of freaking warden. I'm, well I really am deeply sorry."
Kayla wiped her face; she had not meant to cry in front of him. She was sick of crying, she stood up and walked out of the back room and Khris followed.
She quickly paid Miss Simona and walked to Chris's black 2016 Maserati Gran Turismo coupe car. She leaned up against it and sighed.
"So....where to next, princess?" Khris asked trying to lighten the mood.
"I don't care. Home, I guess," was her solemn answer.
"No, today's your one day of freedom. You still have to get a dress and if you want, we could stop by a friend's house or something, anything you want to do. I'm at your beck and call."
Kayla stared at him for a second. He had to be on damn drugs to be this chipper all the time. But she thought about it. She really did not want to go back home. She was sick of that damn house.
"Okay, well, do you mind if we pick up my friend Lori, and then go dress shopping?" she asked trying to slow her sniffles.
"Sure, anything you want," he said with his beautiful classic smile.
"Okay. Just keep me out as late as possible, I just don't want to go home yet."
Kayla got in the car and turned to him. "Oh, and thank you," she said quietly.
He nodded and they drove off.
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Destined Our Unexpected Love (18+/BWWM) ( Final Chapters Coming Soon)Completed ✅
Romance***WARNING: MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT*** Passionate forbidden love story with Kayla Jackson a beautiful young black woman & Michael Taylor a white Navy Seal who is a bad boy. READ TO FIND.... Re-Started:9/15/2020 - Ended: ©2006 All Rights Reserved By Ar...