Reality

Chapter 16:Jacob

I can't believe she slapped me. I was home, after rushing from the party. I laid on my bed, and rubbed my lips. I closed my eyes. I could feel her lips. Damn her, she invaded all my thoughts. How dare she act like she didn't love my kiss. I remembered the moment she stopped resisting, it was heaven. She was all soft woman. I shouldn't have let go. Next time I won't. Next time? She was never going to kiss me again.

I rolled onto my stomach. One thing was for sure. I couldn't get her out of my mind. She was like a fly you couldn't get rid of, except she was the most beautiful fly ever who never went away.

*The next Day* 

I looked at the clock. I texted Kiana.

Her response was quick. Sigh. She wanted nothing to do with me. I shrugged on some chucks, and my soft leather jacket. My mom got it for me on my 15th birthday. I blinked away tears, I still hadn't talked to my parents. I grabbed my wallet and walked to the Starbucks.

"Hi, how may I help you?"

"Coffee. Black. Two sugars, one creamer... Vanilla."

"2.14 please."

"Keep the change."

All of a sudden, electric charges slid up my spine, tingling my neck. My head snapped to the back of the coffee shop. My eyes locked with a beautiful silver-blue one. Kiana. I grabbed my coffee, and walked towards her. She started to get up. 

'Listen Kiana I just wanted to say I'm sorr-" Someone had left a wet napkin on the ground, which I just so happened to slip on. My coffee flew from my hands, and i didn't have to look to know it hit Kiana. I heard her shriek.

Her shirt was soaked. The white shirt clung to her, showing off her black bra that from what I could see had hot pink pin striping.

"You bastard!" Sh*t. 

"Kiana, I am so sorry!"

"Oh, I am sure you are!"

"I am!" She grabbed some napkins and started blotting at her shirt. She figured it was a lost cause because she suddenly stopped and picked up her stuff and headed for the exit. 

"Kiana-"

"What do you want NOW?" She turned on me.

"What will it take for you to listen to me?" I stared into her eyes.

"What will it take for you to leave me alone?" 

"A date."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. One date. Then I will leave you alone.'

She crossed her arms. she looked at me doubtfully. "One date?"

I smirked. "Unless you beg for more..."

"Ugh. You are such a d*ck!"

"Is that a yes?" I waited for a reply.

She stared at me before saying, "Fine. ONE date. That's it, then you will leave me alone?"

I smiled. "Of course."

She stomped away. 'Sweetcheeks!"

She turned. "Don't you wanna know where?" I said teasingly. 

She grunted. "Meet me at my place at 6pm. I'll text you the address."

She turned and walked away. I pumped my fist. Tonight I would have to work some serious magic. I wasn't going to just take one date. I wanted all of it. All of her.