His weakness

Chapter Four - This can't be happening!

Nola

I watched as he walked away. He wants me to call him. I can’t do that because that is such a bad idea. I can’t believe what happened in the pool house. I don’t do things like that! It was incredible, though. I have never felt so much heat and passion before, not even when I have been having s*x. A kiss from him turned me on in a way no man ever had. Who knew a kiss could have such an effect? 

If I weren’t at an event with my family and people, I know I would be in a cold shower right about now. Every inch of my body felt like it was on fire. I could still feel his touch on my skin and his lips on mine. The heat between my thighs was ridiculous. Who knew I could get this way after one kiss with a man? Then again, Kylan isn’t just any man. I have never come across a man like him in my twenty-two years on this planet. 

For now, heading inside, away from everyone, will have to do. I avoided people as I made my way inside. I could hide in my old room until I got myself together. I arrived without distraction. 

My bag was in here, which was a good thing because I needed to hide Kylan’s business card in case anyone saw it since he had his personal number on it. I sighed, laid down on the bed and stared at the card for a second. I shook my head and put it away. I will not be calling him. I should probably put it in the bin, but something was stopping me. I wasn’t going to call for many reasons. 

I don’t believe I would be able to fulfil a man’s needs like Kylan. Yes, I enjoy s*x, I am not a prude, but something tells me his needs would be constant. I am not the most experience in that department. I have only ever been with three men in my life, the guy I lost my virginity to when I was eighteen, and the other were guys I was in a relationship with. I couldn’t handle Kylan. 

Also, if my father found out, Kylan would be a dead man. I am sure by tomorrow he will have forgotten all about me, which is what I want. I wished I could hide in here all night, but that isn’t possible because people will notice if I am missing. 

“Nola, can I come in?” 

I heard Paris’s voice say from outside of the bedroom door as she lightly knocked. 

“Yeah,” I called back. 

She must have seen me coming inside. Paris came in and sat on the bed next to where I was lying. 

“Are you OK?” 

“I am fine,” I smiled. 

“No, you aren’t. Has this got with something to do with Kylan?” 

I sat up, sighed, and ran my fingers through my hair. 

“Yes,” I whispered. 

“Did something happen between you?” she asked. 

“Um, you can say that,” 

I felt my cheeks heat when I answered. 

“Oh, exciting, do tell,” she smirked. 

I took a deep breath and started telling her everything that had happened. Paris and I have always been close. We know all of each other’s secrets. I trusted her not to tell anyone. 

“I have never felt such a desire. One kiss from him turned me on more than I have ever been during actual s*x,” 

“Damn! You need to get on that. You work hard between classes and work. You deserve a little fun, little sister,” 

“I can’t, not with someone like him. He and I are complete opposites. And dad would kill him,” 

“Why not?” she asked. 

“He only wants s*x, and that isn’t me,” 

“Nola, I get that, but maybe it is time for a change or makes him work for it. Tell him nothing is going to happen unless he takes you out on a date,” she suggested. 

“Somehow, I don’t think he is the kind of man that does as he asked, more as he wants,” I giggled. 

“Well, maybe it is time for someone to change that,” she smirked. 

“That person isn’t me,” I laughed, “And still, we need to think about dad. He would never allow it. You know his rules,” 

“How do you know that if you don’t try?” she questioned, “And dad doesn’t need to know,” 

“It is best that I stay away,” 

“At least think about it,” she smiled, “Those feelings of want and desire that strongly doesn’t come around often,” 

“I sense he is trouble. I don’t need trouble in my life,” I said. 

“Oh, but trouble can be fun,” she winked, “We should head back out before they come looking for us,” 

We left the conversation at that and headed back out to join everyone else again. 

***

The rest of the night had gone well. Kylan had kept his distance, mainly. There were stolen glances and brief touches if he passed me. Most people had left. The only people left were my parents, my brother, my father’s friend and his wife, Kylan and myself. We were all out back, sat around a huge fire pit. 

“Kylan, you stay in the city, right?” my mum asked. 

He nodded. 

“Well, then maybe you and Nola can drive back together. I hate the thought of my daughter driving alone in the dark,” she said. 

“Mum, I will be fine, plus I need my car for tomorrow,” 

“I like your mother’s idea,” my dad agreed, “I will bring your car to you in the morning,”

No! I do not want or need to be in the car, alone with Kylan, for an hour. 

“Yes, that is fine. I don’t mind,” Kylan smiled. 

There is no point in me arguing against them three of them. It will be a losing battle. 

“OK,” I agreed. 

I don’t need my car for tomorrow. I only said that in hopes my parents would change their mind about Kylan taken me home. That obviously didn’t work. This will be an awkward drive because I don’t even know what to say to him. Oh, if Paris were still here, she would be enjoying this. 

“I should probably get on the road back. Are you ready to go home, Nola, or do you want to stay a little longer?” he asked. 

“No, it is OK. I am ready to go home,” I responded. 

I was exhausted. We said goodbye to everyone, my mother walking us out. 

“Call me tomorrow, sweetie,” she smiled and hugged me. 

“I will,” 

Kylan told my mum one last goodbye, and she headed inside. The second the door closed, he rested his hand on the small of my back and guided us towards his car. He opened the door for me. 

“Climb in, Kitten,” 

“Why do you keep calling me that?” 

“Because I want too and I like calling you that,” he stated simply. 

I rolled my eyes and climbed into the car. He chuckled and closed the door before running around and climbing into the driver’s seat. I waited for him to start the car, but he didn’t. I turned to see what the issue was but what I found was him looking at me. 

“You need to start the car to drive,” 

“I will in a moment, but firstly, I need to ask you something,” 

“OK,” I replied. 

“Are you planning on calling me?” 

Way to put me on the spot. How do I even answer that? Do I tell him the truth or say I hadn’t made up my mind? The way his eyes were looking at me with such intensity, I don’t think I could lie to him. 

“No,” I whispered. 

“Why not?” 

“For the many reasons I have already told you,” I sighed. 

Kylan didn’t say anything. He just looked at me. I couldn’t work out what he was thinking. Then, Kylan suddenly smirked, turned away and started the car. 

“I usually always get what I want,” he announced confidently before pulling away. 

What the hell does that mean? Does he think he is going to get me the same way he seems to get everything else? I decided not to say anything. I turned away from him and watched out of the window. 

“You will be over it, over me, by the morning,” 

I whispered it to myself because I didn’t want him to hear me say it. 

“You obviously don’t know me, sweetness,” he said smugly, “I don’t give up easily,” 

How did he even hear that? 

“I am sure you have better things to do than waste your time on me, Kylan,” 

I made sure my voice was firm when I said it. He needed to back off. Yes, I am attracted to him, and of course, I want him, but I can’t. I refuse to let myself go there. 

“Nope! I don’t think I do,” 

I groaned in annoyance, flung my hands in the air and turned from him again. I don’t want to deal with this anymore. I was ready for home and sleep. And hopefully, when tomorrow comes, Kylan has changed his mind and moved on to someone else. 

I felt myself beginning to drift off. At least if I were sleeping, I wouldn’t need to talk to him. It will make this drive pass quicker. I mumbled my address to him, so he knew where he was going before I fell asleep. Maybe with any luck, I will wake up, and this has all been a dream. It would make things a lot easier.