Chapter 1368
Kevin nodded, the knot of frustration tightening in his stomach. Audrey's cold shoulder treatment had been dragging on since their last argument. No intimacy, no casual touches, not even a graze against her breasts – a clear signal of her lingering resentment.
He mentally replayed the events, convinced he hadn't been in the wrong. Oliver's overly friendly demeanor with Audrey had set off alarm bells. He'd only been trying to protect her from Oliver's unwanted advances, potentially preventing something worse from happening.
Audrey's naive trust in people was her Achilles' heel. Vanessa or Natalie wouldn't have fallen for Oliver's charm. Vanessa, with her restless spirit and flirtatious nature, probably would have played him at his own game, turning the tables and seducing him instead.
He knew Audrey craved intimacy as much as he did. The tension between them was palpable, a constant hum beneath the surface of their interactions. He suspected she was relying on "personal devices" – a pale imitation of the real thing. But her pride was a formidable barrier, preventing her from reaching out. She likely feared appearing weak, giving him the upper hand in their unspoken power struggle.
Kevin trudged out of the office, the question of apologizing weighing heavily on his mind. This strained silence wasn't healthy, and in the end, he was the one twisting in the wind.
"Kevin!" a voice called, slicing through his thoughts.
He glanced up and saw Fiona striding toward him. Her blue and white school uniform hugged her curves, emphasizing her full, round breasts, which easily eclipsed even Lucy's. Her smooth skin glowed, her long legs and shapely hips filled out the loose fabric of her pants, showcasing a mature femininity that was both alluring and intimidating. As a senior, she'd blossomed, shedding the last vestiges of girlish innocence and radiating a captivating confidence.
She stopped in front of him, hands tucked casually into her pockets, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "Congratulations, brainiac. Heard you're off to the state essay competition. That's a big deal."
Kevin was momentarily stunned. News traveled fast, especially where Fiona was concerned. He realized, with a slight pang of unease, that with her connections and influence, little escaped her notice. "Oh, it's nothing special," he demurred, "just a regular competition. Don't give me a hard time."
"I'm being serious," she insisted, her eyes sparkling with genuine amusement. "You're the only one from our county. You're representing all of Harmony County. That's huge." Her red lips parted in a smile, revealing perfectly straight white teeth, a captivating blend of girlish charm and womanly allure.
"I'll try my best," Kevin mumbled, feeling a blush warm his cheeks under her knowing gaze. Their relationship was a delicate balancing act. Student body president and head of the publicity department, their paths crossed constantly. And now, with Laura in the picture, he had to tread even more carefully, constantly aware of the potential for misunderstandings.
But the more he held back, the stronger the undercurrent of regret. Fiona was stunning, easily Laura's equal in looks and figure, and her sharp wit and self-assured demeanor were undeniably attractive. She was girlfriend material, no doubt about it. And the fact that her father was the County Executive… well, that was just the icing on the cake. But he couldn't be like Ivan, exploiting relationships for personal gain. He genuinely valued their friendship, and perhaps, for now, that was best.
"So," Fiona began, her voice laced with a subtle curiosity, "how are things with Laura?" She couldn't help but keep tabs on the competition, especially when it came to Kevin.
"The same," Kevin replied vaguely, reluctant to delve into the complexities of his relationship with Laura. "Just hanging out, studying together, you know…"
"Right," Fiona said, a hint of jealousy creeping into her tone before she quickly masked it. "She seems nice. You should hold onto her." Then, as if remembering something important, she added, "Actually, I wanted to warn you. Yara's been giving you the goo-goo eyes lately. You might want to handle that situation carefully. Don't need any unnecessary drama."
Kevin's brow furrowed. Yara had been relentlessly pursuing him ever since he'd intervened in her altercation with Ivan. She constantly pestered him to teach her basketball, and he'd been dodging her like the plague. Andy had a crush on Yara, and considering Kevin's… complicated history with Andy's mother, pursuing Yara would be a monumental betrayal.
Besides, while Yara was attractive in her own right, she didn't hold a candle to Laura's gentle beauty, and her figure wasn't as striking as Fiona's. He had zero interest in leading her on. But his attempts to distance himself only seemed to fuel her pursuit. She'd started bringing him homemade snacks, an act of affection that Laura had unfortunately witnessed. Thankfully, Laura wasn't prone to jealousy.
"It's not what it looks like," Kevin insisted, a touch of exasperation in his voice. "She doesn't have a crush on me. You're misinterpreting things." He already had a tangled web of relationships with Audrey, Alissa, Vanessa, Kimberly, Grace, Natalie, and now Daisy. He didn't have the time or energy for another entanglement, especially one as potentially complicated as this.
Fiona's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Oh, look," she said, a light laugh escaping her lips. "Here comes trouble. I'll leave you to it. Gotta get back to class."
And with that, she gracefully turned and walked away, leaving Kevin to face the impending onslaught.
Before he could fully process Fiona's words, a wave of sweet perfume washed over him. A delicate hand grasped his arm, followed by the soft press of a breast against his side. He turned to find Yara beaming up at him, her eyes wide and innocent. Her breasts were surprisingly soft, lacking the firmness of Audrey's, but possessing a youthful allure that sent a jolt of awareness through him.
"Kevin! I've been looking everywhere for you," she exclaimed, fluttering her eyelashes. "I even checked the student council office. Were you hiding from me? You're so bad."
He inhaled her youthful scent, a surge of desire momentarily overwhelming him. He had a fleeting urge to pull her close, to feel her soft body against his. He imagined the delicate curves of her body, so different from the mature women he'd been with. He recalled the illicit thrill of rubbing against Laura through her panties, the friction of her soft folds against his tip sending shivers of pleasure through him. But he'd respected Daisy's advice and hadn't taken Laura's virginity. He still didn't know what it felt like to be inside her.
Fiona's warning echoed in his mind, snapping him back to reality. He gently disengaged his arm from Yara's grasp, the fleeting contact with her soft breast sending a ripple of heat through him. "Yara," he said gently, "we can't do this at school. We need to keep some distance. If Ms. Turner from the Student Affairs Office sees us like this, we'll both be in detention."
"So what?" she pouted, then her eyes lit up with a mischievous glint. "We can hang out after school, then, right? Walk me home?"
Her forwardness caught him off guard. He stammered, "Yara, I… I have a girlfriend."
"Please, Kevin?" she begged, her voice softening. "I really want you to teach me how to play basketball."
"I'm really busy," he said, grasping for an excuse. "Why don't you ask Andy? He plays basketball, and he's in your class."
She wrinkled her nose dismissively. "He's not even as good as me. Come on, Kevin, please? I'll do anything you want."
He looked at her pleading eyes, her full, youthful breasts, a wave of confusion washing over him. If he were like Ivan, he'd probably take advantage of the situation. But the image of Laura's sweet, innocent face flashed in his mind, anchoring him. He shook his head, a sense of unease settling in his stomach. "I can't right now, Yara. Maybe during winter break."
"But that's so far away!" she whined, stepping closer and grabbing his arm again, her breasts pressing against him. "If you don't say yes, I won't let go. We can both go to Ms. Turner's office and get in trouble."
The feel of her soft breasts against his arm was almost his undoing. He sighed, defeated. "Fine, Yara," he conceded. "Fine."
He watched her skip away, her hips swaying enticingly, and a wave of frustration washed over him. Teaching Yara basketball was a recipe for disaster. All that inevitable physical contact… if something happened, it would be a complete mess. He rubbed his temples, already anticipating the headache this situation was sure to bring.
At noon, Kevin and Laura returned to Daisy's luxurious home. Daisy greeted them with a warm smile, her voluptuous figure barely concealed by a thin nightgown. Kevin's eyes lingered on her curves, his mind flashing back to the previous night, the memory of their passionate encounter sending a jolt of desire through him.
Daisy caught his heated gaze, a delicate blush coloring her cheeks. Her eyes met his, a silent conversation passing between them, charged with unspoken desires. The presence of Laura at the table only amplified the thrill, a heady mix of excitement and guilt.
After lunch, Laura excused herself to take a nap. Daisy began clearing the table, the clatter of dishes filling the quiet kitchen. Suddenly, two strong arms wrapped around her waist, a warm breath tickling her ear.
"Kevin…" she breathed, her body tingling with anticipation. She glanced back at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and apprehension. "Be careful. Laura might see."
"She's asleep," he murmured, his hands sliding over her flat, toned abdomen, surprisingly firm, even more so than Grace's. He nuzzled her neck, gently kissing the fine hairs, his erection pressing against her through the thin fabric of her nightgown. Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, bathing them in a warm glow. The rhythmic rush of water from the faucet created a soothing backdrop to their stolen moment, a sense of intimacy hanging heavy in the air. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. "I missed you," he whispered.
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