Malakai's Point of View"I know you still want to play but it is nine at night and frankly, I don't think ten-year-olds should be awake at this time," I argued back and tried to tug the blanket over his chest. Tried to tuck it beneath his chin.Keanu relented. Flailed his arms so that it was near impossible for me to tuck him in. There was a deep frown on his face. His lips were lightly pursed in defiance. I sighed."I want to play some more. I only got to see Kamari once today and now I have to sleep. It isn't fair." He argued back. I rolled my eyes and sat down on the edge of his bed. Why my mother still insisted that Keanu be tucked in at night, I had no idea. It was preposterous. No one ever did such things for me.Maybe that's why she insisted now. Mommy didn't give me enough attention as a boy and that is why I have all these issues. Fucking hell. "I have given you more leniency than you would have gotten at home. Let you stay up an hour past your bedtime. I think I have been
Kamari's Point of View The blanket was tucked up to his chin. Made Keanu seem a whole lot smaller than he actually was. A child wrapped comfortably in bed but I knew the brave heart that beat underneath all that. "Why didn't you want Malakai to tuck you in?" I asked, tucking away some stray hairs from his face. Keanu beamed up at me, a rather large gap in his front teeth. One was significantly smaller than the other. He was ten and his grown teeth weren't all in yet. How adorable. "Because I wanted to say goodbye before I left tomorrow morning. Daddy is coming in before the sun is up and I just... I just wanted to say thank you." He stammered and a blush crept up on his cheeks. I cocked up an eyebrow. "However much I appreciate that Nu, if your dad is coming that early you should have been in bed a long time ago. Don't you think? Besides. You had no guarantee that I would even show up to help Malakai." "I knew you would," His little smirk looked almost identical to his older brot
Kamari's Point of View Nolan was leaving us earlier than we had all anticipated. After about five vodka shots each and a few scotches, the man was rolling around on his feet. Blurred his words. Blushed whenever I smiled at him for too long. Giggled, like a schoolgirl, whenever someone would give him a compliment. It was a side of him I had never seen before. I was pleasantly surprised. Elated, to be honest, not to see him in his constantly buzzing self. For the first time since I had known Nolan, he had settled into his skin. Became brighter than I had ever seen him before. I couldn't deny the warmth it brought to my stomach. The absolute menace of butterflies flew around in my stomach. Or how my eyes would trail to him, even now. But Zayan still lingered in the back of my mind. Which made me liking Nolan feel like a crime. "You know... You are the prettiest girl I have ever seen before." Nolan was rolling his Rs a bit too much. Stumbled aimlessly toward me. Malakai watched him
Malakai's Point of View I nearly gave myself away. Fuck. It would have put everything in jeopardy. If Kamari had told Rachel about the plan... "Nolan isn't a topic I like discussing," Kamari replied, eyelashes fluttering across her cheeks. Pink stained her face, moving all the way across to the tips of her ears. It was utterly adorable. "Oh, and why not? Unrequited love?" I jabbed. There was obviously something between them. Something she wanted to keep hidden. For what reason, I couldn't say. But there was a tension. A draw. He looked at her as if she was the last lifeline left on earth. Spoke about her in very much the same way. It almost made me jealous. If I only didn't believe in non-monogamy. Kamari gave me a flat stare then. Shuffled her arms across her chest. I cocked up an eyebrow. This was clearly a subject of contention. One I had hit the button on and wanted to know more about. Here he was, Nolan Grey. From what I heard, the only son of a wealthy and powerful fa
Zayan's Point of View The conversation with Nolan made me feel hollow on the inside. Left me wondering what I was doing. The decisions I was making. Until I got home and saw her. Eris was cooking at the stove in tight booty shorts. Swung her hips from side to side as her black hair swayed over the top of her ass. The shirt she was wearing was mine but I didn't expect anything else. Her clothes from yesterday were torn badly. Splattered with blood. We should go shopping for her soon. Or I could go and beat Arik until he gave back all of her stuff. The second thought was the one I wanted to do most. Feel his throat crush beneath my hand. Eris' hips swayed more and her hair fell over one shoulder with one swoop of her arm. This gave me the perfect view of her frame. How delicate her spine ran beneath the bagginess of my shirt. The waning sunlight caught the white shirt perfectly. Made it almost see-through. Suddenly, all the bad things from before vanished in the blink of an eye
Kamari's Point of View There he was, hinging so close to my face. Clasping my hands in his. Desperation clung to his eyes. He was furious about what I had done to myself. The opened cuticles I had torn off. Blood dotting the outside of my nails. A perfect stranger in my book wanted to know why I was always hurting myself. The explanation felt frail in my mouth. I remained silent. Watched him as he retreated out of my space. He seemed genuine when he asked me to open up but it felt like a wave would crash too hard on my shore. Recoiling, I pulled my hands out of his grasp and faced away from him. Peered at him only from the corners of my eyes. "I think I need to go to bed," I whispered and pushed the martini glass away from me. What had started as a normal conversation between two people ended with my heart about to burst. "You can't carry on running from this," Malakai replied and took his glass in his hand again. Whilst he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down relentle
Kamari's Point of View By the time we woke up to leave, the sun barely cracked across the mountain range behind the house. Nolan had a headache the size of the sun, thanks to last night's endeavors. Whilst I was still reeling from what Malakai had told me. It was odd to consider his proposal. Thus I promised to think more about it once I got home. Neither Nolan nor Zayan might find it substantial but apparently, I owed it to everyone involved to be honest with them. Something had also shifted last night with Malakai. But it wasn't something my mind could focus on right now. "You look like death," I commented as Nolan finally stood up and moved to the bathroom. The second I spoke, he froze. Looked back at me with wide eyes. He blinked. Blinked again and decided to rub his eyes with his fists. "Did you sleep in my bed?" He groaned, voice almost completely gone from the cotton mouth. At least I had my memory intact. Thanks to a whole lot of water and four aspirins before I craw
Zayan's Point of ViewThe first thing I thought of when I saw the lake house was Kamari. Her hair blew behind her through the bottom of the helmet. Her stunned face when I fell.Our conversation that followed.Back then, I thought we had made progress. Took a step deeper into our relationship. But she had chosen Nolan and I had chosen Eris and now she was just another memory to me.One that lingered a bit too close to home.Sometimes I wondered what it would be like if we didn't have to choose. We could have more than one person. More than one right fit for you. Then I snapped out of it and carried on.Eris was smiling at me as she walked to the house. This time around, we weren't going into the garage or even close to it. Some staff would drop by tomorrow and clean the place up a bit.For now, it had to do."This place is magnificent." Eris cooed as I trotted closer with most of my clothing bags. We had stopped by the shopping center in the human town to get her some clothes. Got he