Meet Kitty Proud, a wallflower who prefers to blend into her background. Ever since her mom died, she had receded into a shell, emotionally blocking herself from everyone.
Meet Wesley Bane, who doesn't seem to understand 'walls'. He is cocky, arrogant and finds great pleasure in getting on Kitty's nerves. But sometimes when someone has walls as thick as Kitty's there needs to be a conceited jerk to shake her world and make her live again.
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"I like a bit of danger," Wes whispered, his grey eyes shining.
"Yeah?" I said in a flat tone. "Then you have nothing to do with me."
"It's the quiet girls that are the kinky ones," he winked.
I blanched, but tried to keep my cool, "And it's guys like you who're man-whores."
He opened his mouth to say something but I quickly cut him off, "Well, if you don't mind, could you kindly remove your hand?" I looked pointedly at his hand.
His eyes had a certain glint to them as he winked at me before he squeezed his hand. The cap sprang off, hitting my face as coffee spilled over my hands. I shrieked as the hot coffee scalded my hand, effectively causing me to drop the cup. I was glad to see that I dropped it on Wes' shoes though, causing it to satisfyingly splatter onto his jeans.
"What the hell?" he shrieked, jumping back.
"Don't 'what the hell' me!" I shouted at him. "What is your problem, Bane?!"
"Well, you see, there's coffee on my shoes now," he frowned. "They were expensive too, you know."
I huffed in irritation, fuming, "If only money could buy decency."
"OH MY GOD." I quickly remove my hands from Ethan's face, but he keeps his arms around me. It was Lorena. "I leave you...outside for two hours.....and you're already fucking someone. I love this for you. I love.....college for you." She slurs her words and drunkenly stumbles towards us.
Callie and her boyfriend Cameron come out, not two seconds later. I push Ethans arms from around me softly and get up and out the pool. I know my face looks guilty as hell.
"What's going on? Why is Lorena screaming?" Cameron asks, looking at us both, and the guy in the pool questioningly.
"Nova...was fucking that hot guy." Lorena grins at Cameron and Callie gapes at me.
"I was not!"
"She was not!"
Ethan and I scream in unison. But how am I supposed to plead my case if I'm standing here, wearing nothing but his shirt, and both of us have a pile of clothes on the floor outside the pool. I look guilty.
"Nova you sly dog." Lorena smirks and stumbles towards me, putting her hand on my shoulder.