Page 112 of Don Caselli

“You not gonna miss me?”

He kissed my neck. “Gonna miss the fuck out you.”

“I’ll stay. Only because I would like to have some fun with my parents. Not often that we can do stuff like this.”

“Yeah, well, that’s gonna change.”

“What you mean?”

“Don’t worry about it now, baby.” He kissed my temple, as we remained at the table, in our own zone, and space.

Ken: Ignoring me is really childish.

I saw the message pop across his phone. Looking away, I pretended like I didn’t see it.

“Ready to head back to the villa?”

“Don’t do that.”

“What?”

“Act like you didn’t see the message… speak yo’ shit, Pooh.”

I looked at him. “Why is she texting you if this is over?”

“Ask her.”

“Huh?”

His fingers swiped on the screen and then the phone started to ring. “Well, look who isn’t being a complete child. Are you going to be in Vegas?” Kennedy answered.

As if she was standing by her cellphone waiting and praying that he would call her. “Yo, Ken… my baby wanna know why you texting me still?”

The line was quiet, but I could hear how gagged she was on the other end of the line. She eventually started to fumble over her words. “Lan…Landon, are you fucking serious?”

“Dead ass serious, Ken… she right here and can hear you,” he continued, completely unbothered that he had called this woman to ask why she was texting him.

The line beeped, signaling that she had ended the call on us. “Why would you do that?” I pinched him, tickled at the same time.

“If I can grab your phone and make my place in your life known with your ex-boyfriend, I can do the same thing when it comes to Kennedy. Not giving or leaving any room for you to second guess anything. I know what he did to you, and we not bringing that over here in our shit... alright?”

“Yes, baby.” I smiled, feeling all giggly on the inside. “Just so you know… I am definitely going to that little dinner in Vegas if you decide to go.”

“Already told you that you were.” He kissed my lips, putting my feet back down, and helping me stand to my feet.

I watched as he removed his feet from his slides and placed them in front of me to slide my feet into them. His feet were so big that I had to walk carefully so I wouldn’t fall. Landon held my heels as we made our way back to the truck that was waiting for us.

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After checking in with my parents, taking a shower together, and eating the cake that Gera had made me, we found ourselves on the balcony wrapped in the sheets. We both were completely naked.

I laid on top of Landon, my ear pressed against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His hands moved slowly across my back, holding me tighter like he didn’t want to let me go. I felt him growing hard beneath me, as I lifted my head to look at him.

“Stop poking me with your dick, Landon,” I teased, laughing at the same time, ‘cause he had been doing it for the past ten minutes.

“Why?” he mumbled against my neck, placing a kiss there.

Leaning back, my fingers brushed across his cheek. “Intimacy doesn’t always have to be sex, baby. We can be close… real close without going there.”

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