"Would you let me, Sasha? Hm." 

His words reverberated to my ears, as his opposite arm extended over to grab my other bottom cheek. Both of his hands squeezed and kneaded at the fleshy skin. He seemed to have a growing obsession with its generous size. When the pleasure became too overbearing, I could no longer control my senses. I longed for our lips to become one again.

"Kiss me." I pleaded, desperately wanting to feel the stroke of his addictive kisses.

I didn't have to wait long before his soft lips came crashing into mine again. His tongue immediately darted inside my mouth with little resistance met this time. The sloppy sounds of our exchange beamed louder and louder with time. 

It wasn't until Kendall's phone began to ring that we pulled apart with finality. His aura immediately shifted after answering, letting me know that the heated moment would be cut short.

"Hand me your phone." He instructed, after ending his call. I obediently gave him the device and watched him enter a new number into my contacts list.

Returning the phone to me, he slipped his hands into his pockets. "I have to go, but you have my personal phone number. Use it." With that, he walked back into the hall.

~~~

Caleb had been calling me all weekend. Yet, for some unknown reason, I couldn't get myself to answer any of his calls. I still needed time to think and reflect on whether I truly desired a relationship with Caleb. I didn't want to string him along or harbor onto false hopes about where our relationship had the potential to go.

"Sasha, Ahmad's inviting a group of friends to his house in Vermont next weekend. You should come." Coco said, as she returned to my living room with a large bowl of pretzels in her hands.

"I don't know, I'll think about." 

Being in the snow did sound fun, especially if it meant I could snuggle underneath a warm blanket while sipping on creamy hot chocolate. But, if Ahmad was inviting all of his friends, then that meant Kendall would most likely be there. Given that we had just shared a steamy kiss, I was nervous to learn whether it meant as much to him as it did to me.

"You know me, I never take no for an answer." She grabbed a handful of pretzels and plopped it into her mouth unabashedly.

A ping from my phone caused me to momentarily look away from her to read the alert on the screen.

*Kendall Fine now follows you*

My heart skipped a beat after reading the five words that comprised the notification. Opening my social media app, I was instantly directed to his page. From the looks of it, he had only recently created an account, but had already acquired a rather decent following. Most of them being women.

Yet, what most shocked me was the first photo that appeared on his profile. Clicking on the small thumbnail, I zoomed into the picture of Kendall and I together on the red carpet. 

His hand was locked tightly around my waist, as I stared up at him and he glared coolly at the camera. Dare I say, we actually complemented each other well. Swiping left, I saw that Kendall had also posted additional pictures with Frank, my uncle, and a few other executive board members of Milton Co.

Of course, it had been a smart business move. Nothing more.

But, I did wonder about his intention behind specifically choosing the picture of us as his thumbnail. Nonetheless, I curiously followed him back, not daring to take a peak at the comments circulating under his post. My nerves jittered, as I overthought about what precisely the follow had meant. 

Did he even run his account?

"Girl, what's got you smiling so hard?" Coco leaned over her chair, trying to look at my phone. I immediately locked it, playfully pushing her away.

"Fine, I'll come. But can I bring Marco?" I ignored her latter question and responded to her previous one. 

"Of course you can bring him. You know how much I love him. Hold on, shut up I love this part!" She squealed, scooping another handful of salted pretzels into her mouth. Her eyes glued to the screen. 

I rolled my eyes, but  couldn't help the amusement I also felt in watching the scene unfold before us. It was our millionth time watching Twilight and Edward had just followed Bella into the forest and forced her to say that he was a vampire. 

Once the scene was over, I pulled my phone out, opting to take a quick selfie of Coco and I. Not even one minute after posting it onto my story, Kendall's name was one of the first to appear in my views. I instantly regretted uploading the ugly selfie, which featured my makeup-free face and untamed hair. 

But, there was no use deleting it now. After all, Kendall, or whoever ran his account, had already seen the dreadful state of my appearance.

For the rest of the night, Coco and I watched every movie in the Twilight Saga before finally drifting off to sleep. Despite her constant attempts to annoy me, I truly loved having her around.




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