KNOCK OUT [LH]

Chapter 16: A Weird Cult Thing

Staying for breakfast was a mistake.

Not because I wasn't content with the steaming stack of pancakes sitting in front of me, absolutely drowning in maple syrup and decorated with fresh blueberries, no.

"Oh my goodness, Luke!" Stephanie squeals when the boxer's lips leave hers to travel down her neck and press a series of wet kisses into the skin there, making her moan softly as her eyes flutter shut in bliss; both of their plates sitting untouched on the kitchen table beside them. "Right there!"

This was why staying for breakfast was a mistake.

After profusely apologizing to Stephanie for nailing her in the gut with my shoe, she assured me that it was a simple misunderstanding, insisting that it was partially her fault as well, since her face mask was one of those super skin tightening ones and it inhibited her from forming any coherent words--hence the moaning and groaning.

The waitress then surprised both Luke and I by inviting me to stay for breakfast, suggesting that we make pancakes.

Of course I graciously accepted the offer, as my tummy just couldn't decline the sound of the sweet breakfast food, but Luke was reluctant to agree, because he wasn't too happy with me for breaking in and assaulting his girlfriend--which I agree, is a totally valid reason to be upset.

Luckily with a few kisses and seductive whispers, Stephanie was able to convince him to let me stay, but the kisses didn't stop there....

The couple just couldn't keep their hands to themselves while they made the pancake batter, kissing and squeezing each other's bums, as I awkwardly sat at the kitchen counter texting Calum about how much I regretted my decisions this morning.

Calum only texted back an 'I told you so', as he'd strongly advised against it--reminding me of the time we broke into our teacher, Mr. Thunderberg's, house in hopes of finding any incriminating vampire evidence, which ultimately resulted in my first arrest.

But being me, I was too stubborn to listen, and banked on the idea of getting to spend some friend time with Luke today. And in a way, I guess I technically was.

I just didn't expect it to be like this...

"You like that?" Luke growls into Stephanie's neck when she whimpers, breathlessly nodding her head in reply as she runs her hands through his messy golden curls, encouraging the hand trailing up her thigh as it ducks beneath the skirt of her uniform.

This is practically soft porn.

Eyes nearly bugging out of my head, I stop mid-bite, the sweet piece of pancake just barely touching my tongue as my mouth hangs open and I blink at the unmistakable hickey forming on her neck.

"I don't." I pipe up, setting my fork down loudly on my plate to remind them that I'm still here.

As Luke pulls away, a cheeky smirk sits on his lips, admiring the number he'd done on his girlfriend's neck and not seeming to be embarrassed in the slightest; while Stephanie straightens out the top of her pink waitress uniform with a clear of her throat, cheeks flush.

"Oh sorry, Winnie." She giggles, sending me an apologetic look, though it appears to be anything but genuine as she moves her glossy ponytail over her shoulder to cover the new purple addition on her neck. "Forgot you were here."

There's a hint of mild hostility in her bubbly tone which makes me feel even more uncomfortable, as she looks at me with a glimmer of something in her eye that I can't quite place. But I honestly can't blame her--I'd literally thrown my show at her stomach and called her a zombie no more than an hour ago; now I'm encroaching in on her time with her boyfriend.