(68): Take You For A Spin

Kyle's POV.

"Babe. Ouch!" I holler moving away from the girl and the razor.

"Stay still" She scolds.

I sigh before sitting on the closed toilet sit again as I watch her. I can't help but admire how cute she looks all concentrated; her lips are slightly puckered, her head tilted and her forehead is creased.

My chin is covered in shaving cream and she's currently using a razor to help me shave. She's crouching a bit and I'm tilting my head up so she can do it properly. She's actually not doing that badly, but she scratches me sometimes. I have a towel on my lap so that my beard hair and the dirt doesn't fall on my jeans.

Chelsea-Anne breathes heavily before moving to the sink to rinse the razor.

"Done?" I ask hopefully.

She shakes her head returning "Almost"

"I'm tired. What's taking so long?" I complain as she reapplies more cream on my chin and starts the job again.

"Hush" She says simply.

She's having too much fun with this. She's lucky she's so cute and I'm half distracted looking and admiring her face in front of me.

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

That's Nathan's voice.

"Here" Chelsea-Anne shouts. I would but I know she's gonna get annoyed if I move my jaw and disturb her.

A few seconds later, Nathan joins us in the main bathroom, before chocking to fits of laughter at the sight. I can imagine how ridiculous it looks; my girlfriend shaving me and me just sitting and watching.

"Dude, what the fuck?" He wheezes.

"Don't speak to him till I'm done" Chelsea-Anne warns giving him a stern look before turning to me "You too, mister"

"Why are you shaving him?" Nathan snorts.

She puckers her lips again concentrated "Cause he asked me to"

"No, I didn't" I reply quickly before she has time to protest.

She scowls "Kyle! What did I say?"

Nathan laughs again, raising a brow at me "I hate to admit it but this is kind of cute. I'd let Kathrine do this for me if she's wasn't so damn clumsy"

"Honestly" Chelsea-Anne grins.

After a while, she's finally done as she gets a wet towel and wipes my chin clean.

"How do I look?" I ask.

She smiles, looking to admire "Damn, I should be a professional shaver" She muses, hands on her hips.

"Yeah, not bad, little player" Nathan says.

I just huff since she won't tell me how I look as I get up to the mirror. I'm actually surprised at the clean job she did. She's quite good at this and it makes me like her even more for some reason.

"And?" She grins, eyes wide and hopeful.

"Good. I'm impressed" I reply, looking at her through the mirror because I'm still assessing myself.

She comes to stand next to me "I thought you'd be ugly without the stubble but you still look good as hell" She compliments as she touches my clean jaw and kisses it.

I needed to hear that.

"Okay, can you guys not do that" Nathan protests, giving us unimpressed looks.

Chelsea-Anne giggles looking back at him "Sorry, I honestly forgot you were even here"

Same.

"Ouch" He shouts feigning hurt.

I clean up the little mess as Chelsea-Anne excuses herself to get dressed for school. Nathan surprisingly helps me cause he's a lazy ass like that.

"Dude, you let her shave you?" He asks.

I shrug "She wanted to. I couldn't exactly say no to her"

"And why not?"

Cause I'm a pussy when it comes to her.

"Jesus, does it matter?" I roll my eyes at him and he snorts "She did a clean job so I'm really not complaining at all"

He looks at my chin "She really did"

"What time does our class start today?" I ask him glancing at my watch.

"Uh, not until two hours" He replies.

"Okay"

We finish up while making light conversation before we just chill and watch some tv in the living room while waiting.

"Are you two good? You look happy" He smirks my way as he waggles his brows.

I flip him off amused.

"Yeah, we're good. Very good actually" I find myself telling him. Normally I feel uncomfortable talking about my feelings to anyone else but it's kind of easier with Nathan.

"Yeah? Have you two... you know, done it?" He asks seriously.

"Dude, no" I basically whisper.

I don't want Chelsea-Anne hearing this.

"Shit, sorry, I was just asking" He whispers too "Kathrine told me she was a virgin. Is it true?"

I nod "Yeah. So we're taking it slow"

"Dude" He laugh, putting a fist against his mouth "How the fuck are you surviving? I'd probably have severe blue balls if I were you"

"You think I don't?"

God knows how much I do. Chelsea-Anne is just so fucking sexy and I don't know how much longer I can resist her like that.

He laughs again "Shit"

"It's not fucking funny, dumbass" I scowl.

"Don't worry dude. I know it'll be worth it when it finally happens. I know how much you and Chels like each other" He says.

"I know" I murmur.

He shakes his head, smirking "I wish you could see how fucking whipped you are"

"Shut up"

Chelsea-Anne gets my attention as she shows up from her bedroom, her bag on her back, her hair in a high ponytail, rocking tight blue jeans, a navy bomber jacket, and her white Nike Air Forces.

She's so beautiful.

"Okay, I have class in ten minutes so can we go?" She announces grabbing a Granola bar from the kitchen.

She loves those.

Nathan and I share an amused look before getting up and following her outside. We climb into Nathan's Jeep, Chelsea-Anne in the backseat and me in the passenger before we start to drive away.

"Where's Kat?" She asks.

I see Nathan glance at her through the mirror "She went with Nicholas. They both don't have class so god knows where they are"

"Are they with Avery?" She asks again.

"Nah, it was just the two of them"

"Kyle" She calls getting my attention as I hum to signal that I'm listening "Your friend here doesn't want to do anything for his birthday even though he's turning freaking 21" She continues.

I shrug "I don't see the problem"

"Thank you dear friend" Nathan smirks.

Chelsea-Anne scoff incredulously "Are you kidding? The two of you are so boring. I can see why you get along"

I laugh "It's literally just a number"

"Just a number? It signals that he's officially an adult" She rants.

"Maybe he wants to spend the day with his girlfriend" I nudge Nathan and he glances at me "Right dude?"

"Yeah, maybe. Or you guys. I don't think I want anything too big" He replies.

"You're dating Kathrine" Chelsea-Anne deadpans "You know she goes all out for literally anything"

Nathan laughs "Shit, you're right"

After a while of them reminiscing of all the stupid and funny things Kathrine has done, we finally reach campus.

"Okay, I'll see you guys after classes" Chelsea-Anne bids.

"Bye" Nathan says.

She starts to smile sheepishly while looking at him and he raises a brow "Uh, do you mind if I kiss Kyle?" She asks and I laugh. I would've done so anyways, with or without his consent.

Nathan sighs looking away "Go ahead"

I undo my seatbelt so I'm fully turning to her and she smiles widely at me.

"We're still on for after school, right?" I ask.

She nods "Yeah. You'll call me"

"Okay. Gimme a kiss" I say leaning in closer and I hear Nathan make a gagging sound causing me laugh. Chelsea-Anne does too before pressing her lips to mine softly. It's not enough so I coax her into opening her mouth and she does so slowly. I smile internally as I get to enjoy her addictive taste and how good her lips feel against mine.

I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

"Okay... Nathan's still here" She giggles pulling away.

"Yes I am" He basically shouts, looking our way now.

I just ignore him as I peck my beautiful girlfriend a few more times with her giggling and protesting "Fuck Nathan" I say against her lips and bite gently, before fully moving away.

"Fuck you. This is my car" He retorts back and I just laugh at him.

I hear Chelsea-Anne open the back door until she's out and closes it. I roll my window down and she walks to me, her head sticking in and tip-toeing so hard. She's so short (at least compared to me and this car) it's actually so damn cute.

"Okay, I'll see you later" I bid.

She kisses me quickly "Bye. Have fun and be nice to Nathan please" She half pleas.

"Anything for you" I wink and she smiles as I kiss her one more time; lingering.

She has no idea how true that statement is though. I'd literally do anything for her. I can't seem to mind much and I don't know if I should be scared or not.

And then she walks away and I immediately see her being embraced by that Avery girl who was probably waiting for her.

Shit, I miss her already.

"I'm traumatized" Nathan announces, snapping me out of my dreamland.

"Yeah right. You and Kathrine are worse"

He suddenly grins "Dude, I actually can't believe how cute you two are. I know I sound like a girl but it's true"

I just snort "You really do"

"So, where to? You know you still need to tell me all the shit you've been hiding" He says seriously.

I sigh "I know. We can go anywhere. I don't really care"

"Okay, man"

***

I'm busy updating Nathan on what's been happening, while having some delicious breakfast at Kristy's and a bubblegum milkshake.

"Seriously?" His eyes are wide.

I nod swallowing my bacon.

"Woah. So your sister is in town? You dad tried to fucking kill you? You and your crazy brother are kind of cool? The fuck?" He gapes, his voice getting louder with each question.

I nod again "Crazy, right?"

"Dude, I'm just glad you have Chels. I don't know how you would've been able to handle all this by yourself" He tells me taking a bite of his cheese griller "I'm glad you're good now though"

"Thanks, man. I appreciate it" I smile.

"So I'm guessing Nick and Winnie know your sister. Have you told them?" He asks hesitantly.

I shake my head "Nah. Chelsea-Anne has been pestering me about it too. I don't know, man, I guess I'll have to tell them at some point"

"Yeah" He trails thoughtfully.

"You and your mom good?" I ask him.

Ever since he told me the story of his family and his abusive father, I make sure to check up on him every chance that I can. I mean, I really care about the guy.

He nods "Yeah. She's going out with this other guy now. Cool dude actually"

"Really?" I drawl amused.

He laughs "Yeah. His name is Burt so I thought he was some retard but he's actually quite cool. He has a big ass stomach though"

"Woah" I chuckle covering my mouth.

"She's happy so I'm not complaining" He shrugs with a small smile.

I fist pump him "That's good"

We eat our food for a while longer before he says "Okay, dude, I know you don't like Kathrine and shit... but do you think it's too soon to get her a promise ring?"

"A promise ring? What the fuck is that?"

"Dude, a ring. Like, a promise that you two will stay together and stuff"

I raise a brow "Why do you need to get her a ring for that though? Isn't that kind of weird?"

"No, girls like shit like that"

Girls? Would Chelsea-Anne like that?

"I don't know. It's up to you"

He scowls, giving me dry look "You're not helping, dude. Should I or shouldn't I? It's almost our six-month anniversary"

He's been cuffed for that long?

My eyes widen "Really?"

"Yeah" He deadpans "We've been together for six months, dumbass"

"Woah, dude, that's actually quite impressive" I praise absentmindedly and he smirk arrogantly "I still don't know about the ring thing though. It's all up to you"

He shrugs "Okay. I'll see"

We carry on speaking for a while longer until my alarm rings, signaling that we have ten minutes to get our next class, before finishing up and doing just that.

I missed the guy.

***

I feel Chelsea-Anne's hold on my hand tighten as I'm about to knock on the door.

"You good?" I ask.

She nods slowly "Yeah"

I know she isn't all too good but I just decide to let it slide cause I'm sure the last thing she wants to do is speak about it.

I offer her a smile before actually knocking.

The door is answered in a few seconds "Oh hey, my favorite couple" RJ grins toothily.

"Hi Riley" Chelsea-Anne greets mirroring her smile as she moves in to envelope her into a hug "You good?" She asks.

"Uhm, I'm not the one who was in a hospital bed so I think I should be asking you" She responses playfully.

"I'm good" Chelsea-Anne says.

"I'm here too, you know" I deadpan, getting both their attention "Are you gonna let us come in or not?"

RJ moves aside laughing "Oops, forgot all about there, little brother"

"I didn't" Chelsea-Anne whispers and kisses my cheek when RJ looks away. I smile, basically blushing like a little pussy but I wink at her to act all composed.

Why is she so cute?

We enter the place and Zach is watching some TV, paying us no mind.

Chelsea-Anne's hold tightens again and I can tell the sight makes her uneasy. I mean the dumbass did assault and kidnap her multiple times. Fuck, he even had a gun pressed against her head. Suddenly the 'progress' we've made over the week is quickly forgotten and I just feel anger. How dare he? He's lucky my girl is a strong person and didn't break because of him.

Deep breaths.

"Do you guys want anything?" RJ asks, snapping me out of my anger.

"Can I have a glass of water?"

This seems to get Zach's attention as his head snaps back to look at the source of the voice. He just analyzes Chelsea-Anne, saying nothing before his attention is back to the tv.

Better he says nothing that anything, to be honest.

RJ quickly brings back a glass of water and Chelsea-Anne gulps it all down in one round before putting it down. She's nervous.

"Chels, wanna go to the room and catch up quickly?" RJ offers with a small smile.

Chelsea-Anne nods instantly squeezing my hand one more time before disappearing with my sister.

"So you brought the girl" Zach says.

I move to take a seat next to him on the couch. He's just watching some baseball. Not surprised. I remember when we were younger we would always argue about which sport was better and more entertaining between baseball and soccer.

It's definitely soccer.

He would always say something like "A.Rod is bigger legend than Messi or Ronaldo" Dumb statement really.

"She has a name" I reply brashly.

Zach just laughs "Woah, chill. I only did half of that shit because of dad. Oh yeah, and because I thought you killed my twin sister. Plus, she's pretty cute"

"What the fuck, Zach?" I snap shooting daggers at the back of his head since he's not looking at me.

Fucking pussy.

"I meant kitten cute, not a 'I wanna fuck her' cute. She's all yours, no worries"

"Fuck, you're a dick" I breathe.

I don't want to react too much because I know that's exactly what he wants and I'm not going to give it to him.

Finally he looks to me, amused "Touché. Anyways, you're here for the car?"

I nod annoyed.

He retrieves the keys out of his pants before throwing them to me and I catch on instinct "You better take good care of her, man, or I'm taking her back" He warns.

"Whatever. I can handle a car better than you can anyways" I reply.

"Fuck you" He curses thickly.

I just laugh at having pissed him off.

He's always been angry at the fact that I was a better racer than him. He's never won to me ever and I know that pisses him the fuck off. It drives him insane and I love it.

"Nice doing business with you" I snort provocatively and he shows me his middle finger saying nothing else.

Just like old times...

"Not that I care about you or anything, but dad was asking about you" He says as I get up with the intentions to go call Chelsea-Anne.

"What'd he want?"

Zach shrugs "He was asking if I'd heard from you and I said no. He's probably going to reach out pretty soon though"

"Nah, fuck him" I spit at even the thought.

"You can tell him that face-to-face" He replies, eyes still on the tv "RJ tell you she's meeting with mom today?"

"That's today?"

He nods "Yep. I would love to see how that goes"

"Yeah..." I trail thoughtfully.

Mom's really gonna lose her shit. I don't know if for better or for worse. Maybe she'll be slightly less angry than Zach and I. The female species is apparently way more affectionate and 'understanding'.

He turns to me after a while of me just standing there thinking "Okay. Bye. Why are you still here?"

I shake my head "Dick"

He chuckles as I walk past the corridor and knock on the door.

I hear a faint "Come in" and I do so to find RJ and Chelsea-Anne sitting on the bed, both of them laughing about something. She looks so beautiful when she laughs.

"Done?" Chelsea-Anne asks looking to me.

I nod "Yep"

"Okay well I had fun catching up with my future sister-in-law" RJ winks causing Chelsea-Anne to start blushing and me roll my eyes.

"Ha-ha. Very funny" I deadpan.

RJ laughs amused "Jeez, I'm kidding. Is he always this uptight, Chels?" She asks looking to her.

Chelsea-Anne looks to me sheepishly, as if on instinct even and I raise a brow waiting to hear her answer on the question.

"Only sometimes" She mutters.

"Traitor" I mouth to her and she just laughs at me while shaking her head.

"I'll take your word for it" RJ muses, glancing between the two of us with a stupid smile "You two are so cute"

Not again.

"Okay, we're leaving" I announce.

Chelsea-Anne just giggles waving at RJ one more time before following me out of the house and into the car Zach borrowed me. It's a white 'GTI' Volkswagen so I'm not complaining at all.

"Nice" Chelsea-Anne approves as she admires it inside. It's not new or anything but Zach surprisingly keeps it really clean.

"I know, right" I agree.

I snap out of it before I start the ignition, enjoying the revving sound, before backing out and driving away.

"So what were you and RJ talking about?" I ask curiously.

"Girl stuff" She replies.

I glance at her for a second, with a dry look "What girl stuff?"

She giggles "Only girls can understand"

"Isn't it weird that she's six years older than you though?" I enquire, genuinely curious and interested about the matter.

Chelsea-Anne shrugs, looking thoughtful "Not really. Uhm, she's obviously a wife and a mother but it's really not as weird as anyone would think it is. She has a young heart so it's easy to speak to her"

That does sound like my sister.

"Interesting" I trail.

She just hums quietly "So, what about you and your brother?"

"What about us?"

"What'd you two talk about?"

I just snort at the fact that she has the guts to ask me that question "Guy stuff"

"Oh come on" She whines catching on.

"Only guys would understand" I mimic her earlier statement amused.

I glance at her slightly to see that she's feigning madness. She has her arms crossed against the seatbelt, her eyes squinted and she has a cute pout on those pink lips. She has absolutely no idea how perfect I think she is. Everything she does is just so perfect to me. I don't think I'll ever stop feeling like this either.

It's exhilarating.

I have a busy few days coming up. Nathan and I have to start shadowing at a company for our assignment, I have gym and racing is back and I need practice again. So, I decide that I want to spend some more time with my girl.

"Kyle, where are we going?" She asks slowly, after seeing me take a detour.

I smirk "You'll see"

"Kyle, no. Tell me" She protests annoyed, pushing my arm.

"Hey, you can't hurt the driver"

"Okay, so tell me" She says and I keep quiet amused as she huffs and glances out the window "Wait, I know this road. It's where you pick up your race car"

I nod "Bingo. I'm gonna take you for a spin"

Her eyes light up "Really?"

"Yep"

The biggest grin breaks out on her beautiful face before she starts to dance in her seat, clapping happily "Yay! I've been waiting for this day my entire life"

I raise an amused brow "Really?"

"Okay maybe not my entire life but since I watched you race for the first time I've always wondered what it would be like"

"Well you don't have to wonder anymore"

"Yay" She squeals grinning.

And in that moment, I vow to always make her happy and keep that beautiful smile on her face for as long as I have her. Which I hope and pray is forever.

Forever.

***