Destined Our Unexpected Love (18+/BWWM) ( Final Chapters Coming Soon)Completed ✅

Chapter.40 FRIENDS OR ENEMIES(PT.2)

    ⚠️ Kayla Gianna-Rose🌹♥⬆️ ⚠️

⚠️ WARNING VERY LONG CHAPTER ⚠️

Dashawn had given his statement to the police along with Kayla, and they were allowed to leave. The police held Michael and Admiral Troy a little longer for further questioning. Neither one of them talked to each other, but they did back up the other's story.

Dashawn decided to take Kayla to Michael's house, even though she preferred to wait on Michael. But due to Dashawn's persuasion and the fact that she didn't feel well, she eventually caved in.

When they pulled into the driveway, Dashawn glanced over at Kayla. She was still a ball of nerves and tears. Poor kid. He followed her inside and turned on all the lights. Kayla sat on the couch and started crying again.

Dashawn thought it best to let her cry and have her moment, so he quietly walked out.

When Michael finally pulled up to his house, he noticed all the lights were on. Truthfully, he had hoped that Dashawn had taken her to her house. He couldn't deal with her right now. He was still so wound up. And now that the police had Chase again, his mind drifted to Kayla. She had lied to him.

He got out of the Jeep and walked to his door. When he opened it, he saw that she was balled up on his couch again, asleep.

He gently placed his keys on the TV stand and removed his shirt. His house was still burning up, but with everything that had happened, fixing his air-conditioning was the last thing on his mind.

He walked to his bedroom and changed into some comfortable athletic pants. He had so much negative tension he had to get rid of. He pulled out his weightlifting bench, laid on his back and started doing reps.

He knew with the amount of weight he had on the bars, he should have a spotter, but he just wanted to tire himself out so he couldn't move, and his fucking brain couldn't function. He wanted to stop thinking about everything from earlier today.

"Do you need any help?" he heard her tiny voice ask him.

He placed the weights back on the lift and glanced at her. Her caramel face was void of any makeup and her cute round nose was a reddish tint. Her raven hair hung a little past her shoulders with some strands she had tucked behind her right ear. And he noticed that even though she had just awakened, her skin was glowing, and she was ten times prettier than any woman he had ever seen.

He raised up and wiped the sweat off his face and arms with a towel. He couldn't let that distract him. He was still too damn pissed to speak, so he chose to ignore her.

Kayla waiting patiently by the door. She hadn't heard him come in, but she heard the sound of his metal weights clanking back and forth along with his grunts. She noticed his knuckles were bruised and cut up. She immediately went to kneel beside him to inspect his hands, but he jerked back from her.

"Kayla, I can't do this right now, okay," he said as he walked around her and out of his bedroom.

Kayla stood up and thought for a moment that she should give him some time. He was probably still really pissed with Chase.

She went back to the front of the house and watched as he poured himself a glass of water and drank. She watched as his throat flexed up and down taking in the water. She stood staring, jealous of the cool liquid. And she loved it when he walked around without a shirt. His pants hung really low on his body, accenting every perfect outline of his toned, tall body. God, was there anything about this man that wasn't so fucking sexy?