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Raelynn's pov:

Time went by fast.

After we finished eating, we remained seated and talked, not realising how fast time went by. We eventually paid and left the restaurant making our way to the parking lot.

Kyson put his hand on my waist pulling me close to his side while his other hand was buried in his pocket.

At the entrance of the parking lot, there were three teenage guys in hoodies standing by the fence, smoking. They were talking among themselves but when they saw us approaching, they glanced our way.

Everything was going smoothly until one of the guys decided to wolf whistle. I ignore them but Kyson didn't. I felt his fingers tighten on my side but the good thing was that he remained calm. After the whole conversation that we had in the restaurant about him not liking other guys 'eye raping' and him wanting them to be 'dead', I knew if he snapped right now, this will end up badly for the teenagers.

I glanced up at Kyson and he was trying hard to remain calm. I could see him clenching his jaw while looking straight forward. We successfully made it to the car and sat down. He then started to drive to my place.

"Thanks for not killing those teenagers," I spoke, messing with him.

He gave me a look before looking back at the road in front of him. He suddenly moved his hand on my thigh, squeezing my flesh. The sudden touch made my heart skip a beat.

"Keep taunting me and I'll delay my flight time just for you." There was a warning hidden in those words.

I move back a little in my seat.

"For me? I wonder why." I said as I crossed my leg on his hand.

"Raelynn!" He groaned squeezing my flesh.

A laugh escapes my lips.

The drive home was quick. We didn't talk much and let the music from the radio fill in the silence. He parked the car and we both stepped out. However, he took a little longer to step out as he took something from the backseat.

He turned to me with a pink gift bag.

"I bought something for you."

Oh.

He handed me the gift bag and I reached to grab it from him. Curiously, I opened it. There were a few layers of pink paper and the gift was hidden underneath it. I took them out and the first thing that I saw was a white bracelet. Then another one... There were five bracelets and a chain.

"I don't know if you'll wear them or even like them." He said and I could feel the nervousness in his voice. Not gonna lie, it's been a while since I've worn a charm bracelet but these look cute.

"I love them, thank you." I smiled.

He gave me a nod.

"Do you want to come inside?" I asked him.

He took out his phone and check the time, "Okay but I have less than an hour before I need to leave to go to the airport."

"Then let's make the most of the time we have."

I proceed to open the door and I turned on the lights as I walked inside while Kyson closed the door behind him. I put the gifts on the counter beside the bouquet that he gave me earlier.

I felt him move close to me, his front pressed against my back. Then I felt one of his hands on my hips before I felt him move my hair to one side. He pressed his lips on my shoulder, leaving kisses as he slowly trailed down the length of my tattoo.

Then as he moves up to my neck, his arm wrapped around my waist pulling me back onto him. I closed my eyes, letting myself get lost in his touch. His other hand was on my arm, his thumb doing circle motions on my skin. He kisses the back of my neck before he stopped at my ears.

"I wish that I didn't have a flight to catch tonight." He murmured.

"Hmm," I agreed with him, "Me too."

He pecked my cheek before laying his chin on my shoulder, both arms wrapped loosely around my waist. I opened my eyes and tilt my head to look at him.

"Thank you for the date. It was amazing." I smiled.

"I know, we should do it again." He gave me a wink making me chuckle. We were interrupted by his phone ringing. He reached to grab it and look at the id.

"I have to take this," he told me.

"Okay, I'll change quickly," I said and he nodded.

He removed his arms from me and went to the living room to take his call. Meanwhile, I made my way upstairs and changed my clothes. Tonight, I chose to wear one of my red and black silky PJs set. The top was a spaghetti strap top with a black design on the boobs area connecting in the middle while the booty shorts had a black design at the end of the seam.

When I first bought this set, I was uncertain but when I wore it, the fabric was surprisingly comfy.

I quickly wash my face, removed all my make-up and brushed my hair before doing a messy bun. Once done, I made my way downstairs. Kyson was still by the glass door talking on his phone. As I sat on the couch, the leather fabric made a sound making Kyson aware of my presence.

He turned to me and strolled to the couch, before sitting next to me.

"Yes, I heard of it and I will look after it later." He talked.

He absent-mindedly put his hand on my bare thigh, rubbing my skin.

"I don't care, I'm busy," he added.

"Okay, I'll think about it." He removed the phone from his ear. I could still hear the man talking but Kyson didn't care and hang up.

"That's rude," I commented.

"He's used to it."

I chuckled.

He leaned in toward me and pecked my lips. I put my hand on his cheek, kissing him. A little peck turned into a full make-out session, it was slow but passionate. Kyson pulled me onto him, making me straddle him. His hand crawled under my thigh to my ass, squeezing it firmly in his palm.

We pulled away, breathing hard.

Kyson reached to stroke my cheek, his eyes never leaving mine. His hand went to my hair and I felt my hair fall on my shoulder, "Now that's better." Kyson spoke.

"Why do you hate it when I tie my hair?" I asked curiously.

He shrugged, "Don't know, I just hate it."

"Hmm,"

I leaned toward his neck and started to kiss his neck. I left a few open kisses and he leaned his head back against the couch, giving me full access to his skin. I bite his skin between my teeth, leaving it for a few seconds before sucking the skin earning a low moan from him.

He dug his fingers into my skin.

We were interrupted again by his phone. He groans reaching to grab it. I pulled away and let him answer the call. I was tempted to continue while he was talking but I figured that I tortured him enough.

"What?... Okay and?... Seriously! Fine.. I'll be there." He stated before hanging up.

"I have to go. I need to go get my suitcases at the mansion and head to the airport. My flight is leaving earlier." He sighed.

I wrapped my arm around him, hugging him, "Have a nice flight."

"Thanks love."

"Call me when you reach," I say and he nodded.

He pecked my lips before I moved away and he stood up. I accompanied him to the door and I waved at him as he drove away.

A/N

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