"Alright, here are your keys. Enjoy your stay." The hotel clerk smiled, heading over two cards in a paper pocket.
"Thank you," Kilo smiled before grabbing my hand.
We made our way to the elevator and then our room. Kilo dropped his bag and fell back on the bed. I flopped down beside him and crawled on top of his body and rested my forehead on his. He intertwined our fingers and I pecked his lips.
"I'm in love with you, Lana." Kilo breathed.
My heart stopped for a split second as u raised up and pursed my lips. I wasn't in love with Kilo.
"I know," I smirked before kissing him to end the conversation. I had to get his mind off of this.
My hands held either sides of his head as I stared into his eyes. He looked sincere and here I was riding the wave just for the hell of it.
"Say it back," He urged.
"Why? You already know I do."
"I wanna hear you say it. You don't even say it when we have sex. Just say it if you really do."
"Kilo-" I stopped short and rushed to the bathroom when I felt everything in my stomach on its way up.
I kneeled and heaved everything up. Kilo met me in the bathroom held my hair.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
I shrugged, "Probably that yogurt I had. I typically avoid dairy."
"Or the fact that the condom broke the last time we had sex..." Kilo mumbled.
"What?"
