SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 199 - 198

- KATE -

I see no surprise. I’m still looking but I see nothing. No sign of anyone present, no decorations. No sign of a gift or anything of that matter.

Is this the kind of surprise welcome that’s meant to be hidden at first then revealed later or am I stuck in my delusion? Is he even around?

My heart sinks. The house seems empty. I clench my fingers around my phone, still searching while calling his name. I’m still hanging on to the hope that what he texted me was true. That he couldn’t pick me up because he planned something big for me. That he’s here, waiting like he said.

I feel my eyes water. The more I walk through these desolate corridors, the more doubt fogs my mind. The sadder I become. It’s almost as if I’m engaged to myself.

Doesn’t Killian care about me? About my feelings? Even for the slightest bit. Everything seems so-

“Hey.”

I flinch at the sound of the voice I so desperately wanted to hear. I turn around slowly.

The ends of my lips curl slightly but I try to hide the smile. He doesn’t need to know that I’ve been anticipating this even though my calling for him must’ve pointed that out.

“Hi.” I say, staring at him. My eyes wander down his body from his face and I gasp, adoring the man standing before me. “I’ve missed you.” I say, taking careful steps towards him. I’m not afraid of Killian in any kind of way even though part of me should be, I’m just so glad to see him that I’m letting myself take the reunion in, step by step.

“Me too.” He responds, spreading his hands wide open for me. Why does part of me think that’s a lie? Someone who missed someone definitely acts differently. A ‘hey’ surely won’t suffice as proof but meh, I shrug.

I walk up to him, pulling my arms up his shoulder when my body stands in front of his. “It’s been a long few weeks.” Killian murmurs, his hands enclosing my back.

“Yeah.” I breath, falling deeply in his embrace. “The worst.” I cooe.

“In any case, welcome home.” Killian murmurs in my ears, hugging me tightly.

I hum in response. It is glad to be back. “Well, where’s the surprise?” I ask, sinking my head in his shoulder. I sniff by default. Killian has his usual mouth watering, masculine cologne on but I can perceive something different. I just can’t put a name to it but it’s there. I nuzzle his shoulder gently to try to denote what that scent is while pretending to rest my head comfortably on him. For some reason, I can’t seem to pin point it at anything.

“Surprise?” Killian asks. I break the hug, shifting back a little to look at him. He genuinely looks puzzled. I can’t tell if he’s faking it or not.

I hold my phone out, revealing the screen that holds the chat between us to him. For a second, his eyes darkened before easing off.

“Well?” I ask. He can’t tell me he forgot. Killian didn’t say a word. I scoff, rescinding my hand backwards, of course he did. I don’t even know why I bother sometimes. “Nevermind it, Killian.” I blink, trying to hold the tears in. Over four weeks apart and he does nothing to show that he loves me. Nothing at all. I never asked for a favour or anything. I never asked for him to send that text, but making me anticipate something and not do it is just plain cruel and inhuman. It sucks. “You don’t care about me anyway.” I take a step back. A hand reaches out to me but I snap it away. “Don’t you dare touch me!” I yell. I don’t need to look at a mirror to see that my eyes are reddened. Right now, my gaze bears rage at the same man I’ve fallen for deeply and the fact that he does not respond nor have an iota of concern on his face makes this all the worst.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down when I hear I sound. I turn back.

Oh.

My brows crease.

Standing at the other end of the corridor is someone I never expected to see in a million years, at least not now, in this place. What is she even doing here? My creased brows turn into a furrow as I frown.

“Hazel.” I call her name, running my eyes down her form. She’s putting on a loose shirt and what I think is thigh-high tights underneath. Her hair is slightly wet so I can tell she just came out of the shower but why? What is she doing in my fiancé’s house?

What is she doing showering in his house when she has a dorm?! And why the hell is she dressed that way in his place alone?! I was not here a few minutes ago and since her hair shows traces of wetness, coupled with that shower gel scent, I can tell she did not just arrive.

“Kate.” She calls my name softly. Disgust fills me, riveting throughout my bones and I’m sure it’s obvious in my facial expression. I just want an explanation from her before I dive into ridiculous conclusions based on my current state of mind. After all, she’s my bff.

“Talk.” I say, my voice strained as I speak through clenched teeth.

“You’re early.” Hazel murmurs. I raise a brow in disbelief.

“Early for what?” I ask. I’m stunned I’m this calm when conversing with her because this situation can be read wrong in every possible way but I’ve know Hazel since I was a child. She’s been my flesh and bone for years so part of me is confident I have nothing to worry about but then again, curiosity dawns on me.

Hazel’s gaze swoop past me then back at me. I look back then at her, tracing her gaze. Why was she staring at Killian like she wanted an approval for something?

She lets out a sigh. “I thought you were coming this evening. The surprise celebration has been ruined.”

My hardened stare drops and my lips part slowly to let out a sigh. So there was going to be a surprise?

The subtle hints of the ends of my lips curling to form a smile makes my heart flutter. I judged too quickly. Maybe that’s why Killian pretended not to know. That’s why she’s here in something comfortable enough for decorating as early as this. It still doesn’t explain her using the shower. Unless she was here overnight.

I don’t know, was she? I want to ask but at the same time, I don’t know if I should despite having every right to. I guess my mind eased up a bit when I heard there was indeed a surprise planned. And a celebration at that. I have to give Killian the credit for inviting the one person who knows me in and out to plan something nice for me during my arrival even though I don’t think he deserves it.

“Why’d you book an early flight? Who on earth does that to come to school?” Hazel’s voice breaks my reverie. My gaze is back to her and it meets her raised brow. I let out a chuckle, maybe I am thinking too much.

“You have no idea how choking home is right now.” I respond walking towards her. My arms wrap around her tightly.

“I’ve missed you.” Hazel murmurs, beating me to it.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you too.” I say, returning the hug. “So what now? Do I leave so you two to sweat hard to decorate this place?” I break free from her embrace. “Because good luck with that.” I chuckle. This mansion is huge.

“I think I have a better idea.” Hazel says. “One that involves less manual labour from me. What do you think about a ‘welcome back; today is all about you’ outing?”

“Just me and you?” I ask, sneaking a smug glance at Killian. I don’t know if I want him there. I don’t care if his act was to draw my attention away from his initial intention but that hurt my feelings and I think I need to explode to someone who doesn’t already know what I’ve been through and wouldn’t be so chill about it.

“Anything you want, Kate.” Hazel murmurs.

I hold her hand in mine. “That’s exactly what I want. Let’s leave this place.” I sneak a spiteful look at him again before pulling Hazel forward. She limps. This makes me pause.

“Are you okay?” I ask, staring closely at her legs.

“I fell. Typical clumsiness.” She murmurs. I giggle. She sure has something to do with hurting her legs. The last one I remember left her hospitalised with a bandage.

“Take it easy on that leg.” I smile.

“I’ll be sure to remember. Could use a good massage.”

“Too bad I’m too lazy to offer.” We head away from the corridor, walking slowly with consideration to her legs.

“Don’t worry, there’s a thing called karma.” She responds, sighing with what seems like distress and relief combined. This makes me laugh. Karma would be a real good thing to hit my mother’s side of the family right now. And a lot of it on Killian. Today aside, something is going on with him and I have to find out.

I swallow. Even if it leaves me shattered in return. And I’m going to begin with that odd scent. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ