The aroma wafting through the air and around the entire house is heavenly. I can feel my stomach grumble in anticipation for the meal we are about to consume. Placing my phone on speaker, i drop it by the kitchen counter as i watch Caroline work her way through the cooker and try to dice a few onions myself while listening to Ali's chirpy voice coming from my phone.

"It was crazy!" She exclaimed, I can pretty much imagine her throwing her hands up while making a fuse about something that's supposed to be simple. "I mean come on! I know i fucked him at the club but that doesn't mean he had to crash my date last night."

Hearing her blunt outburst, I look up at Caroline to find her giving me a side glance with a lifted brow while mixing her seasonings undistractedly. My cheeks flame and i drop the knife, dust my hands on my apron before taking it off and excusing myself.

Getting comfortable on the living room cushion, I fold my legs together and turn off speaker phone, placing it on my ear. "So let me get this straight, the guy you hooked up with that night at the club suddenly showed up at your date last night 'which i absolutely knew nothing about', and blew up about how you left him high and dry just when he was about to cum?"

I could basically hear her eyeroll "I don't know if the asshole was expecting me to suck his STD infected sperm but I'll give it a pass slip."

I sit flattered and amazed, "You are one wild bitch."

"That i am."

I shake my head, laughing a little lightly at my friend and her sassy way of speaking. "So let me guess... you flanked his two piece peanut sized balls and offed em off the window."

"Do you read my mind or what?" I can hear the wide grin in her tone. "The guy was a total wack. Do you know he chased me down the fucking club that night and tried to manhandle me into deep throating him till he had his own fill? until Kyle intervened and made the fucker back down without even lifting his fist."

I sit up, my interest suddenly pitched up a little more than it was before as i tried not to ruin my face with the little frown that managed to form up my brows. "Kyle saved you?"

"Well... I won't say saved, but yeah thank goodness he was sober, if I'm being honest I don't know what i would have done to that two faced shit head that wasted, probably something i would have ended up regretting."

This time i let the frown take over my facial features "Where was I when all of this happened?"

I remember i had been glued to Kyles side the entire night, and I'd had a side eye on Ali before myself and Kyle got wasted, she had been somewhat safe... as crazy as safe can be, going all steam and out on the groin of a total stranger in the middle of the dance floor, if she was nearly rapped i would have seen it.

"Passed out in the back seat of Kyle's car." She mocks, oblivious to the turmoil going speedily through my head right now.

"And you're sure he was sober?" I swallow hard.

"Yeah, how do you thing we got back to his place?"

I never thought of that. He obviously drove us back home that night, all in his total and complete senses even though he had just two glasses of alcohol.

The events of that night replaying in my mind like I'm watching it all on screen. His laugh, his smile, his constant teasing. And his hands... around my body, his lips... molding slowly with mine... 

The thought makes me angry and now i feel stupid and cheated on. He told me he'd been out of it but he clearly wasn't, he knew exactly what he was doing when he kissed me.

My grip on the phone tightens and i hear Ali's frustrated voice from the other end of the line. "Are you even listening to me?"

"I've got to go help Caroline make dinner, the guests are probably going to be here any minute from now" I say checking the time on my phone, "Talk later."

What I really need to do is to clear my head and talk to Kyle.

Caroline told us earlier today that she was inviting a few old friends over for dinner tonight and she wants us to be as chill as possible, according to her, we're going to like them if we tried to get to know them even with light conversations and small talks. I don't think I'm in the mood for any of that anymore, Ali's outburst just sent it flushing down the drain.

Without hesitating even a little bit, I let my feet lead me right up to Kyle's room only to halt on my steps when i hear his masculine laughter coming from the kitchen followed by Caroline's. I take that as my cue to reverse and make my way into the small kitchen space, then i stand there by the door watching them. Watching him. 

He has on the blue apron that I just took off from my body a couple minutes ago as he whisks together a small bowl of eggs while laugh- sorta- snorting at something his mum is saying to him. His chestnut brown hair a mess decorated with some kind of white powder that draws down to his face, I'm guessing it's the flour Caroline is using to make pie for dessert and she's the one that put it there.

For a moment i hesitate stepping in and just watch them laugh and play around like little kids and i can't shake the lustful feeling in my chest. It used to be like this at a time for myself and mum, cooking, cooking, baking, and baking nonstop everyday. Playing with flavors and trying new recipes everyday.

Suddenly I feel cold and my arms instinctively rap themselves around each other as i step in quietly and take a sit on the counter stool opposite from Kyle. He looks up at me and his smile stretches even wider.

"Hey." His voice sounds gruffy and hooked, probably from the excess laughing and giggling but i don't return his smile. I'm too annoyed to. "You good?" He asks, probably noticing my attitude.

"Actually no. We need to talk!"

And just like that he stops whisking, his brows frowning with a bothersome look in his eyes. Maybe i said that too brusquely. He opens his mouth to say something but Caroline's hurried voice interrupts us both.

"Eggs!" She yells, "Eggs. They should be here any minute from now." 

Kyle quickly rushes over and hands her the small bowl of whisked eggs which she collects thankfully. And just like she could see into the future, the door bell rings at this instant causing us all to freeze on our movements and stare right through the living room at the entrance door staring right back at us.

I let out a sigh and look down at myself, checking out if the denim jeans and black sweat shirt i have on is presentable enough. Agreeing with myself that yes i look comfortable i say "I'll go get it."

"No!" Kyle quickly interjects before i can take a single step forward "I mean... no need, I'll handle it myself."

My brows crease "Kyle you do realize you look like you were just pulled out of a flour factory and you can't go out there looking like that." I shift my gaze to Caroline who is watching our interaction nd find out she's in no better condition. "So it's best i get them settled while you guys clean up yeah?"

Without waiting for a response, i lead myself to the living room and push the front door open, only to feel my heart drop right into my quivering hands at the sight in front of me. 

Before me stands a beaming middle aged dark skinned man in casual clothing I could have mistaken for anyone else if not for the strong resemblance and resentment i have towards him, and beside Andrew is a very confident looking Brittany with a brilliant smile on her face as she stares a few inches down at me.

"Hello daughter!"