Page 34 of Bonding with the Beta
Kayden:
Yeah, blondie. I do.
Kayleigh:
This isn’t a date. I wanna get off campus
Kayden:
So you’re using me?
Kayleigh:
Precisely
Kayden:
Then use away.
I’ve got things to do tomorrow morning, but I can come by in the afternoon.
Kayleigh:
Oh, I can come to you
Kayden:
I’ll come to you, Kayleigh.
Kayleigh:
Fine
Kayden:
I’ll text you when I’m on my way.
Looking forward to annoying the fuck out of you.
Kayleigh:
I’m already regretting this
Kayden:
Na, you like me too much.
See you tomorrow, stalker
Kayden textsme he’s downstairs in the carpark as I stare at myself in the mirror and adjust my red sundress over a white T-shirt. I grab my bag and head downstairs despite there being a slight shake in my step.
I press my hand to the door and step outside. Kayden leans against his black Jeep Wrangler, and I’m relieved we’re not going for a ride in my beaten-up old Fiat. He’s leaning against the edge of his car, biceps bulging out of his black T-shirt as usual.
His eyes drag down my attire as I approach him, his mouth lifting at the side. “Damn, blondie, you look–”
“Don’t,” I say loudly, pointing my finger at him. Kayden’s lips pause mid-sentence. “Don’t say it.”
He exhales a smooth laugh and shrugs me off with a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. “I was going to say you look like crap,” he says playfully, pushing off his car and opening the passenger side.
