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(17) Spit it out, Knight.

Chapter 17- Spit it out, Knight.

Kyle was eager to start raising money for Bill and his wife, Mary, and to me that was the most sacred thing.

Kyle had this massive heart, he really did. It was if he never had a chance to fill it up, but every opportunity he got, he helped people even without realising it. He never seized to amaze me at every opportunity either.

"I think I'm aiming to atleast raise 10,000," he said absentmindly to himself. I looked to him with amazement, he really was something else. He made my heart just swell with pride and admiration. It was crazy really.

"That's a good sum of money. I really want to help," I stated. It was true, I did. I loved to help people, it was in my nature, and doing it with Kyle (who deserved it) was a bonus.

He took hold of my hand as he looked to me for a second. His smile was warming, full of admiration too. It was funny really, we were doing this together, yet we felt so proud of eachother for doing so.

"Well of course. I wouldn't want to do it on my own," he explained as he looked to the road. We were back in his truck and making our way home.

The kiss had left me a misty mess. I was kind of dizzy after it and extremely, utterly crazy. I craved more. Much, much more.

He kissed me as if he needed it, as if he had held back for so long. It was everything, yet I didn't know whether it was completely idiotic or not. I mean, we weren't dating, so did that not excuse me from kissing him? I hoped not.

"You won't do it on your own because you've got me. 10,000 dollars is a huge amount of money, Kyle, I would never ever let you try and raise that much on your own," his hand flexed around mine, as if he was silently thanking me. I smiled at his gesture.

"I love your smile," he stated without even taking his eyes off of the roads. I blushed slightly.

"Shut up," I muttered. Kyle laughed, his head falling back slightly and his hair falling backwards. I smiled even further at the sight.

"You can never take compliments," he chuckled.

"I can," I pouted childishly. "Just not off of you,"

"And why is that?" His eyebrow arched as he looked towards me. I shook my head and shrugged. He chuckled further.

The car stayed silent for a few minutes as we made our way home. Soon, we were pulling up on to the drive.

"Wait there," he demanded. I looked to him in confusion.

"What do you-" the car door shut in response. I watched his body make it's way to my side of the car. He pulled the car door open and stood there waiting for me to climb out.

"I'm opening the door for you," he said, almost like a child hoping to please his mother. He had that vulnerability in his eyes, almost hoping he had made me happy. Almost as if he hoped I was proud of him.

"I know," I laughed as I climbed out. I wrapped my arms around his neck as soon as I had climbed out. "Thank you," I kissed his cheek.

"It's never a problem," he breathed as he took in the sent of my neck. His face laid in the crook of my neck, and I welcomed his warm breath fanning my skin.

"Cali!" My name had projected from my house, I turned my head and saw my father stood by the door. I pulled away from Kyle embarrassingly.

"I have to go," I said to Kyle quickly, even though my eyes betrayed me, I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave Kyle, even though I knew I had to.