Losing Your Memory ° Kai Parker

Chapter 16

With his educated eyes and his head between my thighs

-Sexual content-

Jennifer's pov

I stood on the door, unable to say anything. It was like it had completely escaped my mind why I was here in the first place.
The cold air that was hitting my face, brought me back to reality, which I didn't want to face. Kai had spent the night with a woman, it was obvious and while I knew he didn't own me anything it still stung like a bitch.

"Are you going to tell me why you are here because it's cold and in case you haven't noticed I am naked." Kai snapped me back to reality, his irritated voice triggering my anxiety. Why the hell was I here, indeed.

Ι looked down at my trembling hands and I clasped my hands together to stop them from quivering.

"I wanted to talk to you but it seems you have company." I didn't intend to sound bitter but I couldn't help the sarcasm that tainted my voice.

Kai's lips twisted into a small grin as he nodded his head. He seemed to be enjoying this.
"I'll go get dressed." He said and warded off the door. As he did the view of the room became clearer and I could make the clothes that were tossed on the pastel blue carpet of the motel room.

"You can come inside in the meantime. This time you are allowed to do so." Kai's voice echoed from inside the room.

I hesitantly took a step in and closed the door behind me. I took a long breath and tried to focus on the warmth of the room and the cosy feeling it caused with the change of temperature, rather on who was inside this room.
I stood awkwardly in the middle and looked around.
Besides the clothes and a few other small objects there really wasn't any personal items. I assumed he must have hidden his grimoire.
The room looked too tucky for Kai's taste, I thought.
With the light, washed out pink walls, the blue carpet and the uncomfortable looking bed. It seemed like it had jumped out of a 90s bad horror movie. Kinda like Kai himself, I noticed and chuckled to myself.

A few seconds later the girl, whose voice I previously heard, walked inside, fully clothed (thankfully) with a half smile on her face.
"You're Kai's friend?" I noticed a British accent.
I bit my bottom lip, holding myself back from cursing her.
"Sure. We are just friends." I forced a smile.

She grabbed her jacket that was tossed on a chair beside the window and put it on.
"Too bad for you, he's totally hot." She eyed me in a way that made me very self conscious. I tried to force myself to look at her and not reveal how insecure I felt.
She was really pretty, with warm brown eyes and long black hair that reached her back, nice body...
Extremely different from me. My self esteem went straight to hell as well as whatever need I had to talk to Kai. I didn't even remember what I wanted to say anymore.

Soon enough the devil himself came into the room as well and along with him a fresh smell of Cologne that if I am being honest in combination with the stubble that was forming in his face, made me drool.
I coughed a bit trying to compose myself and not look that desperate, a failed attempt I might add.

He wore a black sweater and a pair of washed out blue jeans that did fit him very well.
Only when he spoke did I realized my eyes were fixed on his biceps.

"Jennifer?"

The sound of my name made me look at him.
"Hm?" I hummed.

He seemed to be very amused by the effect he had on me.
He crossed his arms over his chest and arched an eyebrow at me.

"Will you tell me why you are here Jennifer?" He questioned again.

There was something about hearing him saying my full name that made my stomach twist in a way I couldn't explain.