Page 97 of The Pinkie Pact

"We'll see how long that lasts. I have big plans for you."

He revved on the gas, switching lanes to pass a car, and I couldn't help giggling. This boy was in serious trouble.

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The rest of the week passed in a lust-filled haze. During the sunlight hours, I'd study, go to class, and try to have some kind of focus. And then, Kieran would pick me up and take me back to his apartment. His roommate was always gone. Sometimes, I'd see him briefly when I arrived, but he disappeared to go out with friends and didn't return till after closing time when Kieran and I were already settled in his room, cuddled up together.

Usually, Kieran had dinner already prepared for me. And man, was he a great cook, telling me he learned everything he knew from one of their nannies. I wondered why Kara didn't learn also, but well... we were talking about Kara here.

We'd sit at the small table in their now-clean kitchen to eat like a couple of real adults, talking about our days, talking about classes, talking about life. There was something about conversations with Kieran that I loved, something I'd never had before. We could discuss anything—from music and movies to politics and social issues.

I'd never even come close to having that before with any guy, and I didn't even realize it was something I wanted. But of course it was now that I had it. Kieran was quickly becoming something more to me... a great person I always wanted to be with, an actual friend that I craved all through the day and night.

After we ate, we'd cuddle on the couch for a bit, maybe drink wine, maybe watch something. But it never lasted long. Because our hands always found each other, and before long, we were going at it like a couple of horny bunnies.

And God, Kieran was one fast learner. There were definite advantages to being with someone so smart. He actually listened to what I had to say and applied it—a first for me. In my experience, guys usually pretended to pay attention and then forgot completely, just doing whatever they were going to do anyway. But not Kieran.

In such a short time, he knew my body better than I did and knew exactly how to make me come faster than I could myself. He was also open to trying anything I wanted. More than open, I laughed to myself. He was thrilled that I was so free with sex, something he hadn't known was missing from his life.

Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep. At all. But I didn't even care because I lived for my nights with Kieran.

As I faced the mirror, combing out my hair, I thought back to last night and how I'd asked Kieran to spank me. After he stared at me for a good minute, he'd lightly swatted my bare ass, and then we'd collapsed together on the bed in laughter. Oh, my God, I loved him so much.

Grasping the counter, I stared at my suddenly pale reflection.

I love Kieran. I'm in love with Kieran.

Holy shit. How had that happened?Whenhad that happened? I didn't even know, didn't even realize I was falling. But I had fallen hard. He was all I thought about. I was obsessed, and I couldn't get enough of him.

I loved his mind. I loved his body. I loved his heart. I loved everything about him.

Never in my life had I come close to feeling this way about anybody. And while it was amazing to realize the depth of my feelings, it was also scary as hell—more than scary—because Kieran now held my heart in his hands, and I hoped to God he wouldn't crush it.

I didn't have time to dwell on it, though, because Kara came busting in the door just then, bringing in her crazy energy along with her.

"Are you ready yet?" she shouted from the kitchen.

"Almost."

Rushing to put on some light makeup, I felt the nerves buzz through my body at the thought of the evening ahead of me. Tonight, we were going to dinner at Mr. and Mrs. Emerson's condo. And tonight, we would be telling them about us.

Now with my realization about Kieran and the love I had for him, this night suddenly seemed even more monumental. I desperately wanted them to like me. Ugh, even their dad.

I was a total wreck. For fuck's sake, I didn't even know what to call them. Mr. and Mrs. Emerson seemed so formal, but I definitely wasn't going to call them by their first names. I'd just try to avoid it altogether.

Kara came into the bathroom, and we both finished getting ready in front of our small mirror. "Are you nervous?" she asked.

"Um, just a little."

"Well, you're not going to tell them about you and Kieran until dessert, right?" she said while brushing out her hair.

I nodded then applied a little lip gloss. "Right."

"So you can always change your mind if you want and not tell them at all."

My eyes met hers in the mirror. "That's true. Good point."

"See? I'm good for something." That made me laugh as she looked down at her phone and left the bathroom. "Car's here."

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