Teen half-brothers Kain and Scott Banks, who live in a small New York fictional town called Dalton. They battle each other on the hockey rink while navigating through high school romance and drama.
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"Ayla Coyne, where are you?" I call out as I walk out of bathroom, walk through my closet and into the bedroom.
"Kitchen!" Ayla's voice calls back. The bedroom door is open so I can hear her voice perfectly.
I put on my t-shirt and walk out to the kitchen. I sit at the island while Ayla's at the stove with her back to me. While Ayla's backside is to me, I take this time to admire her ass. The roundness of her delectable ass makes my dick twitch. Flashbacks of the night after our little argument, when we got back, I made sure to apologized while I buried myself in Ayla that night. Images of me kissing her plump asscheeks while telling her how sorry I was flash in my head. I'm so lost in thought, I don't notice Ayla turning around.
"Kain, my face is up here." She points to her face with a smirk.
I snap out of my thoughts and shake my head. I lick my lips and clear my throat. "Yeah, I know but your face was looking the other way, so I was looking at the second best thing. Your ass." I retort with a matching smirk and hooded eyes.
Ayla's cheeks turn a darker shade of pink, meaning she's blushing. I fucking love it when I make her blush, it's one of the things I work for everyday. I nod behind Ayla, toward the stove. "So, whatcha cooking, good looking?"
Ayla glances over her shoulder then back to me. "Smooth. Um, I'm just making grilled cheese. Want one?" Ayla turns around and flips the sandwich.
"Yeah, sure. I have to eat as much of your cooking as possible before we go back to school." I say the last part with a whine and look up at the ceiling then look back at Ayla's backside.
It's true, but not only do I have to eat as much food Ayla makes but I have to take whatever she'll give, it's only a matter of time before me or one of the boys or Ember or Hazyl slip and tell Ayla about the stupid fucking bet.
Ayla puts the grilled cheese on a plate, walks around the island and sets the plate in front of me. She leans down, puts her left elbow on the island top and holds her head up with her left hand. "Speaking of school, I was think that we could have a 'Before we go back to school' party this weekend. What do you think?" I take a bit out of the sandwich and nod my head, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. Ayla looks at me with a confused expression. "What, are you nodding at how good my cooking is, or are you nodding as an agreement to the party?"
I hastily chew my food then swallow. "No, yeah, I think having a 'Before we go back to school' party sounds good. I'm in. We'll have the party here?" I ask.
"Yeah, that's what I was thinking but if not then that's okay too." Ayla says.
"No, it's fine." I take another bite out of the grilled cheese, chew and swallow then I look back at Ayla. "And you're cooking is fucking amazing, thank you." I say in a low voice and lean over to Ayla and kiss her lips. Ayla puts her right hand on the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss. I push my tongue through Ayla's lips and massage her tongue with mine. But before the kiss can go any further, there's a knock at the door.
