Chapter 8
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Avery’s pov
Ooh trying to impress Kyan?” Melissa teased as she layered some lipgloss on her lips once more. I had not intended to agree to the brunch today but it has been hours since Xade seen my message with no reply and I was dying to see him.
I sent her a shaky smile, staring at my reflection in the mirror as I ran my fingers through my blonde loose curls. I had taken my time with doing my hair today but it had nothing to do with impressing Kyan….
I flushed in realization.
Is Xade coming?” I asked to distract Melissa from teasing me about Kyan. I regretted it instantly by her reply.
“Oh I intend to have him coming tonight for sure,” She pass me a glance and winked, giggling as she ruffled her hair. I bit my lip, looking away from her. I cannot help but feel envious. And I know I shouldn’t.
But I would be lying if I didn’t admit that I have always been jealous of the girls Xade has been with. But this time around, I feel worse.
“He hasn’t replied yet,” she replied. ” but I am sure he’ll be there. You know how late he can be.”
I nod, fixing my red bodycon dress. Why am I dressed so pretty for just a brunch? Who am I really trying to impress here? Definitely not Kyan.
I’m going to change into some jeans and a t shirt,” I mumbled, turning
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around to head to the closet. “What? But you look hot! Kyan will not be able to keep his hands off you.” Mel whined.
I looked at her over my shoulder while I grab a t shirt out of the closet. “I’m not comfortable with it. I gained a bit of weight.” Technically I didn’t lie. I did gain a few pounds.
“Yeah in your ass, which I am jealous of by the way.” She snorted and pushed the lipgloss in her purse after the third application. She had on a black very short dress that fit her slender figure perfectly. “Just imagine how it jiggles during backshots.” she wiggles her brows, making me flustered as I imagine Xade and I-
I shook my head, biting my tongue as I ripped my eyes away in shame. I had a boyfriend, and yet I am imagining my best friend behind me thrusting…. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
After I got dressed, we headed out, ten minutes later Melissa and I were seated around a circular table with a menu in our hands while we wait for Kyan and Xade to arrive. Kyan is the first to walk through the doors, yet he isn’t the one my eyes are pinned on.
Xade is a few steps behind him, his hand in the front pocket of his pants while he approaches us. My stomach twisted when I noticed he was avoiding to look at me. “Baby,” Kyan grinned wide as he leaned down to give me a ki*s. I turned my head slightly so that his lips would only land on my ch*ek, my eyes flickering to Xade’s when he finally spares me a glance.
There’s something in the depths of his eyes that flashed but he is so quick to store it away.
If Kyan is confused by my actions, he doesn’t show it and only sits down beside me. ” Sorry we’re late, had to convince this guy to show up.” he jerks his thumb at Xade who drops on a chair beside Mel.
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She leans over to ki*s him but this time he turns a bit and her glossy lips touch the corner of his mouth. She giggled as she wipes the gloss. off and purposely spread it to his lips. ” Forgot how much you hate gloss baby,” she laughed.
She’s trying to get his attention but now all is on me. I squirm and look away, trying to listen to whatever Kyan was mumbling about beside me. He has my menu and he’s uttering something about being famished and needing a good cheeseburger to eat.
I should be listening and engaging in a conversation with him, however I find my eyes flicking over to Xade and Melissa. To my surprise his eyes are still on mine, but this time it feels like he ist glaring at me.
Mel whispered, leaning closer to Xade, her glossy stained lips brushing his ears. “I wore something really hot underneath this dress for you,” well tried to whisper since my ears caught her words. There was a flush of heat that brushed my skin as my gut twisted. I know that feeling well. Jealousy.
Ashamed that I am feeling envious when I should not, I ripped my eyes away and press my lips together when Kyan looked at me with a smile, his hand up to call on the waitress. “Want me to buy you that pistachio milk smoothie you like?” he questioned as the waitress approach us.
My brows furrowed as I gave him that‘ what the hell‘ look that he seemed to be oblivious about.” She’s allergic to pistachio jackass,” his gruff voice sent shivers down my spine and I snapped my attention to him. Xade is glaring at Kyan while his arms are folded.
“She’s your girlfriend,” he spits out the word girlfriend when Kyan’s eyes widen in surprise.” And you don’t even know what she’s allergic to or not.” he snorted, mockingly. “Best boyfriend, right V?” his eyes shift to mine, mocking me.
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I swallowed, squirming as all eyes were directed at me instantly as they await my response. Kyan decides to answer when I don’t. ” It’s just a mistake, I forgot. You don’t have to be an ass about it man.”
Mel gives me an anxious look.
“A mistake that could have cost her life,” Xade ground out, jaw popping. Melissa places her hand on Xade’s shoulder, squeezing and I can’t help but feel envious that it’s not my hand on there trying to calm. him down.
“Xade I’m sure he just forgot, cut him some slack,” Mel whispered, giving the waitress who now stood impatiently beside us a smile. ” Right Avery?”
I nod, not wanting the two boys to argue because of me. But I regret it when the chair legs scrap when Xade stands up. “I forgot I have something to do,” he mumbled, not sparing us a glance as he walked
away.
“Xade!” Melissa yells as she gets up to run after him. His long strides get him out of the place in seconds. I try to stand up to go after him myself but Kyan wraps his fingers around my hand and stops me.
“His girlfriend went after him, he doesn’t need you,” Kyan grits out, obviously upset by what Xade told him. His words stung and hurt, but Xade always came first before anyone else. I ripped my hand away. ” He’s my best friend.” and with those words, I rush to the exit, however, I stopped when I saw Melissa’s lips locked on his.
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