CHAPTER 30
CONNOR
For the rest of the week, Kenzie avoided me like plague and I found it quite funny and cute. Was she doing all this because I kissed her? A kiss she claimed was her first time.
Was she expecting me to believe that?
I finished having breakfast and I picked my suit from the arm of the chair and slipped it on, eyeing Kenzie who was sitting in the living room, her eyes glued to her phone, ignoring my presence like I never existed. I smiled to myself.
Cute.
I picked up my car keys from the table and walked to her. She still did not raise a gaze to look at me. I still could not believe she took any of the stuff that happened that night personally and chose to treat me this way. I mean, it was fun while it lasted.
"I'm off to work," I informed her but she did not as little as bat an eye at what I had just said.
I bit my lip, trying my best to hold on to my laugh.
"Anyway, take care of yourself and remain indoors. It's a lot safer here. Whatever you need is in the pantry or the fridge and if there is anything you cannot find, reach out to Jacob. He will get it for you."
I half expected a reply and when I get none, I shrugged.
"Anyway, mom's inviting you to her wedding anniversary. It's a few nights away."
This time, she muttered something that sounded like an 'oh.'
"Goodbye, sweetheart" I leaned closer to peck her lips again, knowing full well what was to come next. An aggressive shove of her hands against my chest sent me staggering backwards a little and I laughed at how pissed off she looked right now.
"Go away, asshole." She hissed.
Ouch. That was harsh.
"I love you, sweetheart," I laughed with a wink and immediately let my legs carry me out of the room before she thought of doing anything serious to hurt me. I continued to laugh to myself.
She was too adorable.
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KENZIE
"I hate him. I hate him. I hate him." I recited to myself like a mantra as I fixed myself lunch. I had thought he was any different from his class of rich folks but turned out I was wrong and not only was he a playboy but arrogant, proud and childish. If I had known this about him earlier, I would never have agreed to live with him. I would rather throw myself into Ryan's den and let him consume me.
I doubted the last part though.
I glanced at my phone, fresh annoyance rushing through me at the thought that Jojo had missed my calls last night and didn't even bother to call back. Initially, I was a bit worried that something bad might have gotten to her, only to see the Instagram story of her on a movie night with a boy I reckon to be Jason. I could not access his face because she had his identity hidden with an emoji over his face. Her cheesy caption read:
Fun night with my favourite human ever!
Really? Favourite human. Really? What happened to me? I should be her favourite human. Not him.
When did she even know him to jump to conclusions that way? The thought of replying to her story with the middle finger crossed my mind but I shoved it away. I would play the older sister's part and act responsible and mature.
Hopefully.
The doorbell rang and I glanced in the direction of the door. It was only 1 pm. I thought I had overheard Connor tell Jacob he would be overworking today and would be home late again. Why was he back home early? Did he possibly forget something?
I quickly turned off the gas and wiped my hand dry with a small towel. By the time the doorbell rang again, I was already by the door. I pulled it open and my body froze at the unexpected presence of someone else that was not Connor.
Tory.
Fuck. Why didn't Connor at least give me a heads up about her arrival?
"Hi..." I managed to pull myself together but Tory mirrored my surprised expression and scanned my frame in an unbelieving way and I was sure Connor did not give her any information about my stay here yet.
I cursed him under my breath.
"Is uh...Connor home?" She asked instead and I shook my head almost immediately.
"No. He's at work."
"Oh." She eyed me one final time and pasted a small smile on her face. "Do tell him I stopped by."
And then she was gone just like that.