chapter 5

Chapter 1 (FUCK OR BE FUCKED) 

I slip into my red short dress which I had just gotten from Channel. I stare into the mirror at myself. What's left? 

Lipstick... Yeah. 

I open my lipstick purse to take my shiny gloss, I smear and rub on my lips till I got the look I want.

Sultry..

My dark make-up was perfect, just like I want. Tonight, I was going to fuck or get fucked.

I exit the bathroom to my bedroom where I take my red clutch purse. I open the bathroom door again, to take a last look at the mirror.

I am very satisfied with my look tonight. I know I always dress to impress, dress to impress Kyle, my brother's friend who lives next door.

I turn the lock on the door, after which my eyes met Kyle's door. I wonder what he's doing right now, he might be naked and jerking off.

I don't know what made me think so, but the thought has given me a throbbing feeling between my thighs.

He really has no idea what's he's doing to me.

If he has the slightest idea of how much and how I think about him everyday, I'll just leave this part of the city.

I got to the city about three months ago when I got a job, to stay with my brother was the real intention. But on getting here, Jordan's plan changed and he had to leave.

He called his friend, Kyle, the guy who has been disturbing my nights, to help me with the apartment I am staying.

I keep the key into my purse and leave the spare under the flower pot. I begin to walk down the curb from my house but I am stopped by the door opening behind me.

"Terri?" His husky voice sing to my ears. 

Call my name baby.

I turn to look at him with a smile on my face and the throbbing feeling between my thighs started, I was already feeling my panties wet. If he has any idea of how hot he is, he would probably work as a Calvin Klein model. "Hi Kyle, you're back from work?"

Of course I know he was back from work. I'm a terrible stalker. I know the time he wakes up, the time he goes to work, when he has his lunch, when he closes from work. Everything, here in my brain.

"It's Friday, you know I'll be at home by now." He pause to look at my dress. "Where are you going dressed like that?"

"Somewhere." I shrug. "I just needed to get out."

"Can I come with you?"

Wait... What? Kyle is asking if he could come with me. He might probably ruin my plan of getting laid tonight but spending time with him is the best thing that would happen to me.

I don't want to sound too excited, so I just respond with a simple nod.

"Sure."

"Wait for me, let me change my shirt."

I nod and he goes into his apartment. 

Within a minute, he came out holding a red button up shirt. He is not putting on any clothes. It's like he was destined to disrupt the little romance balance in my life. I am so uncomfortable with him in clothes and now he's shirtless. 

How much I want to feel those hard abs and the low arrow of muscles. So much I want to get naked with him.

"Let's go." He smiles, "I took a red shirt just to match with your red dress. Anyways, you look so beautiful."

I blush. It was the first time he's ever compliment me. "Thank you." I reply.

"Let's take my car. I hope you haven't called a cab."

"I was just going to call one."

"You shouldn't." He rolls his keys in front of me, then he lead the way to his car. 

I laugh and follow him to his car.

"So, where are we going?" He says after we enter the car.

"First to the club downtown." I answer.

He starts driving and we left the apartment.

"I think we should go somewhere else." He says.

"Why? I think the club is better." I respond.

Besides, I can get drunk and no one would recognize me or see me as Jordan's little sister.

"Terri..." He sings my name again, making me blush at the tone. I look down at my toes so he won't see what he has done to me.

"I saw that."

"Huh? What?" I raise my head up to look at him, forgetting that the blush was still visible.

"Nothing." He smirks and stop the car.

"Why did you stop?" I look at the shop, we stop at a coffee shop.

"Night coffee in the city." He says like he was advertising for the shop. "I'll be back."

He goes out of the car and go into the coffee shop. I watch him as he meets the woman at the counter. It seems they both know each other and the way they were smiling to each other makes me a bit jealous.

I don't want anyone flirting with my man.

"Your man? For real?" My subconscious mocks me.

He gets back as soon as he went. Then he gives me my own cup of coffee.

"You didn't pay?" I ask as I noticed he didn't give the woman any money. Or maybe they were actually together.

"I own the shop." He smiles at me, then step on the gas.

I never knew he was the owner of a coffee shop, all I know was that he was the owner of the building I live in. Probably, my dream man is a rich guy.

"Why are you too nice to me today?" I say without realizing it. I cover my mouth as soon as the words fell.

He raises his eyebrows at me. "Am I never nice?"

"You...uh...you don't have to answer that."

I don't know why this Kyle makes me nervous. I've never been a person to stutter or get nervous around a guy, but Kyle... He's just different. 

"We're here."

Neon lights shine on our faces, the words 'CLUB 29' written with different colors of light. Music booming from every part of the club, even making the car vibrate.

"Let's go in."

"Aren't you going to park?" I ask. 

Kyle looks around and gestures for a guy to come closer. "Park this car. I'll be inside." He gives the man his car key and looks at me. "He'll park it."

"Wait, do you know him?" 

I was getting confused, it seems there is a lot I don't know about Kyle, even if I stalk him every time.