Chapter 12 - Lunch

KENZIE

My head hurt when I opened my eyes.

But not because of the alcohol I drank the previous night. Because I couldn't forget the feel of Wyatt's hands on my body, or the feel of his tongue entwined with mine.

I couldn't forget his taste.

I sighed heavily and looked over at the clock. It was late, but being a Saturday, I was off and didn't need to go in to work.

Or so I thought.

As soon as I switched my phone on I was bombarded with numerous amounts of missed calls, some were from Axel, but most were from Wyatt.

I decided to call him back.

"Where the hell are you?" He barked.

"Jeez, good morning to you too. Why are you screaming?"

"Did you forget to keep your phone on? Or were you too busy fucking around to care?!"

"Wyatt, it's Saturday. We don't work on weekends." I attempted to keep my voice neutral, refusing to let him get to me.

"You work when I tell you to. Get your ass over to my place, now!"

"Why?"

My question was met with silence and when I pulled the phone away from my ea