Break My Fall(18)

I slept in this morning. I figured since I had worked double shifts all week at work that I deserved a rest. I decided to have breakfast before showering. I made a cup of coffee and sat down at the table. I heard the doorbell ring. A few moments later Rachel’s high-pitched voice was drumming in my ears.

“Why the hell didn’t come over last night when I told you to? When I ask you to do something Kyle, do it.” She stormed into the kitchen and threw her bag on the table. She didn’t seem to notice me. I guessed Kyle was back from his latest excursion, he hadn’t been home when I went to bed last night and wherever he was; Rachel wasn’t too far behind.

He had been so angry last night when I laughed at him. I couldn’t help laughing though. How he could think I was interested in Dixon was ridiculous. My lame attempt of flirting had seriously backfired. I wasn’t going to try it again. The angry redhead stamping around the kitchen was a reality check; Kyle was unavailable.

I hated to admit it, but Rachel was gorgeous. She had on tanned slacks with skyscraper heels and a pink cashmere sweater. She had her red mane scraped into a sophisticated bun and her makeup was flawless, exenterating her green eyes and high cheekbones. The only thing about Rachel that was less than perfect was the smallness of her thin lips. However, she looked like the type of person who could afford to have that corrected if desired. I lowered my pajama-assed self further down in my chair.

Kyle strolled in and made his way to the refrigerator. I thanked god he was fully this morning in his black pants and a soft blue shirt. I doubted my blush would go unnoticed by Rachel. He pulled out a bottle of water and walked over to the sink. He didn’t acknowledge me either. Lord, I was truly invisible to these people.

“I didn’t get around to it, I was late home. You know I’m busy.” He sounded tired. I worried that his job was taking it out of him. Then I tucked that worry away. He wasn’t mine to worry about. I kept my head down and pretended to ignore them, but the way she spoke to him got to me and I couldn’t help, but peek at Kyle.

He wasn’t looking at her; he wasn’t even facing her. He was standing poker straight with his back to her, looking out the window.

“Well, if you kept it in your pants a little more, then maybe you wouldn’t be so busy. You can be such a bastard sometimes.” Kyle shrugged off what Rachel said as if he heard it every day. It made my blood boil. What was her problem? She didn’t own him.

“Don’t make a big deal out of this Rachel. I have to work. You have no complaints when you’re spending my money.” Why was she spending his money? Did she not have her own job? I wished he would make a big deal of it. I wished he would kick her sorry butt to the curb.

“Don’t make a big deal of it? I don’t ask you for much Kyle, just a little of your time. It’s the least you could do considering what you did. You owe me.”

“Leave him alone,” I snapped, unable to listen to anymore. “So what if he doesn’t call you, big deal. He doesn’t owe you for that.” The look on Rachel’s face was actually scary.

Kyle swung around and stared at me. He looked genuinely surprised that I was in the room.

I guess he hadn’t been ignoring me; I was just invisible to him. A small smile crept across his face, causing me to blush. I shrugged and returned his smile. What the heck, Rachel didn’t like me anyway; I wasn’t losing any fans.

“Oh, look who it is Kyle, your little friend from Cam’s party. Ah and she’s defending you as well as warming your bed. How cute,” she hissed, as she walked towards me. I was proud of myself for not shrinking away from her, even though every instinct in my body told me to. She was a mean ole bully. I hated bullies. I couldn’t stop the blood from rushing to my face though. My cheeks were burning.

She rested her hands on the table and leaned over me. “Keep your nose out of my business little girl and keep your eyes off my man. He doesn’t need you to defend him. He doesn’t need you to do shit for him. He’s mine.”

I snorted and stood up. My legs were rattling, but I couldn’t let her know she was intimidating me. That was what she wanted. “Your man? Oh, I’m sorry; I didn’t realize you owned him. Maybe you should have brought his slave papers with you.”

Kyle chuckled loudly, which had only made Rachel angrier. “Don’t you dare laugh,” she snapped, turning her glare on Kyle. I used her momentary distraction as a means to escape.





Kyle





I hated being here. I wasn’t a fucking prostitute, although since I was the one handing out all the cash that remark was futile. If I hadn’t come over Rachel would have gone bat shit crazy on Lee. In my own sick way, I was trying to protect her.