Chapter Sixteen

The Missing Bra!

Couple days later...

Ashley POV

"Ashley, your Father is on the phone." I heard Mrs. King yelling from downstairs.

I stood up from my bed and I jogged down the stairs then I took the phone from her...

"Hola." I said, happily.

"Hello, sweetie." My Dad greeted me over the phone and I watched as Mrs. King walked away.

"How are you?" He asked.

"Well, I am doing just fine." I said while I lean against the wall. 

"Our trip has extended a bit longer than I estimated due to some circumstances, so we will be returning home sometime next week." He informed me with a small sigh.

"Dad, if you wanted to go on a honeymoon or vacation, you could've just told me that." I rolled my eyes before I looked at the staircase.

"It's not like that, sweetheart." He claimed while I heard background movement over the phone.

"Okay." I said as I shrugged it off since it wasn't their first time going on an 'extended' vacation.

"Ashley, are you there?" I heard my stepmother asking through the phone while I continued to hold the phone against my ear.

"Yeah, I'm here." I answered while looking at my empty hand.

"I hope you're doing well and staying out of trouble." She told me with a hint of curiosity in her tone and I sighed while standing straight.

"Yeah, same to you." Is all I said before I hung up the phone and I returned to the guest room.

**********

After taking a warm bath, I wore a towel to my room and I went through my drawers to find a pair of casual clothing.

When I slide my panties on, I realized my red lace bra was missing from the drawer.

I slightly groaned in frustration while I quickly slide into the rest of my clothing.

"Tyson, you asshole!" I snapped as I exited my bedroom.

"HAVE YOU BEEN SNEAKING AROUND IN MY STUFF AGAIN?" I continued to yell as I went towards his bedroom.

"What?" I heard him asking as I marched into his room.

"No...why would I do it again?" I saw him laying on the bed while he shoved a hand underneath his pillow.

"You fricking pervert!" I said as I approached him and he chuckled while watching me.

"Wait..." I cut him off as I grabbed the pillow from his head and I gasped when I saw my bra.

"Go masturbate to someone's else bra, you pervert!" I told him as he sat up on the bed and I quickly snatched my bra with a small chuckle.

"I wasn't jerking off." He claimed as he rolled his eyes and I scoffed.

"Then what were you doing with my bra?" I slightly smirked at him and he looked at the bra in my hand.

"Noah and Mason dared me to snatch a bra from your room without getting caught." He hesitated as he looked up at me and I crossed my hands underneath my chest.

"And I would've gotten 500 bucks, but now I owe both of them 200 bucks." He slightly groans.

"Well, that's unfortunate for you." I chuckled at the frown on his face then I shrugged my shoulders.

"Unless, you give me the bra and play dumb, of course." He suggested while slightly tilting his head to the side as he looked at me.

"And why would I do that?" I asked as I took a step back with a playful smile on my lips.

"Cause I suggested it." He told me before he swiftly took a hold onto me and he started to tickle.

I laughed as he pulled me closer and the bra slipped from my hand while he threw me onto the bed.

"You...damn...asshole." I said between laughter as he continued to tickle my sides.

"You're going to play dumb, so I can win the dare, aren't you?" He asked while he looked down at me.

"Fuck you." I laughed as I tried to push him away.

He smiled at me.

"I thought you were on my side, baby." He said with disappointment in his voice and I continued to laugh.

"Don't you dare call me baby." I warned him as I finally got the opportunity to shove him over onto the bed.

"I'm not your baby." I said while I straddle him with a finger pointing in his face.

"Well, aren't you a cute baby?" He smirked at me as he slowly sat up without breaking eye contact.

"I'm still not going to play dumb and give you my bra." I told him while I glanced at his lips.

"Are you sure?" He asked while he slowly leans foward to my face and my breathing arches.

"What...are you doing?" I asked him and before I knew it, his lips were against mine while my eyes widened.

Why didn't I stop him?

I realized his lips were soft and gentle as he brought his hands around me in enclosure.

When I found myself lost in the midst of a strange feeling in my chest, I slowly closed my eyes.

My instincts responded to the kiss by cupping his face in my palms instead of pushing him away.

Our lips slowly moved in sync and passion filled my heart as I felt his hands sliding up my back.

Then a sudden thought appeared in my mind and I quickly pulled away from him in silence.

He stared at me, blankly and I immediately stood up from the bed while running a hand through my hair.

"My bad, I got carried away." He told me and I picked up the bra from the floor.

"Yeah, it's just a kiss, right?" I chuckled bitterly while looking at him and he raised a brow.

"Well, it is a kiss, but there's no need for you to be angry." He said while ruffling his hair.

"It's just because I didn't expected you to kiss 'something like me'." I used his own words which he once told me.

He rolled his eyes.

"I thought we got over that phrase." He said while staring at me and I placed my empty hand against my hips.

"Did you apologize for your mean words?" I said, curiously.

"Did you apologize for being bitchy?" He questioned while narrowing his eyes at me.

I scoffed.

"I was being a bitch, because you were being a total asshole." I informed him and he rolled his eyes before sighing.

"Well, I apologize for being such an asshole to you." He said as he slowly stood up from the bed and I took a step back from his close proximity.

"Good boy." I told him as I slowly started to walk backwards and he watched me.

"So, where's my apology, huh?" He asked as he spread his hands to the sides and I smirked at him.

"Don't ever go through my stuffs again." I tossed the bra at him and he quickly caught it before staring at me.

Then he chuckled.

I exited his bedroom and I slightly smiled to myself while I headed downstairs with a finger against my lips.

***********

"Let's go to the pizza hut, guys, I'm hungry." Noah suggested as he threw a hand over my shoulders while we all continued to watch a movie in the living room.

"No way." I refused as I shook my head and he groans.

"You're always hungry, Noah." I heard Mason saying while he stretched in the sofa chair.

Noah shrugged.

"The last time we went to a pizza hut, you guys almost fought the waiter." I recalled as I gestured a finger around the living room.

"And just because he asked for my contact." I said while I narrowed my eyes at Tyson and he raised a brow at me as he continued to relax in the other sofa chair.

"I didn't like his attitude." Tyson claimed as he returned his attention to the movie.

I scoffed.

"Neither did I." Chase agreed as he continued to sit at my left in the sofa.

"Oh, yeah...I remember ordering pepperoni pizza and he was like 'pepperoni is finish, what else would you like, my lady' as if I was completely invisible." I heard Carlos speaking in a british voice.

I slightly chuckled.

"Fine, but if you guys do anything like that again, you won't like it." I declared as I stood up from the sofa while pulling Noah by the hand since it seemed like he was inoperative at the moment.

"Now let's go before this dude die on us." I smiled as I helped Noah to his groaning feet.

They all chuckled.