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Chapter Six - Thoughts I shouldn't be having.

Paxton

I sit by the pool, my feet in the water, waiting for McKenna. I made the right choice by going to McKenna’s room to apologise rather than drink more scotch. I need to stop reaching for a bottle or something worse any time I am having a bad day. I get lost in my head until I hear footsteps approach from behind.

I glance over my shoulder and see McKenna come out. She isn’t in a bikini this time. She is in a red swimsuit, but she still looks incredible. It hugged her curves perfectly. I pull my eyes away from her because I don’t want her to realise I am checking her out or make her uncomfortable. I was so close to kissing her when we were in her bedroom it took everything in me not to. I don’t think she picked up on it, though.

“I thought you changed your mind.” I chuckle.

“I wasn’t that long. You are being dramatic. I know, being the world-famous rockstar you are, you aren’t used to having to wait for people, but here, you are just Paxton, so get used to it.” She teases.

I laugh loudly, “Yes, ma’am.”

I hear her come closer, but I don’t expect what she does next. She pushes me into the pool without warning and giggles as she does. I come up from the water, spluttering.

“Don’t ever call me ma’am again.” She says and waggles her finger at me.

“Mean.” I huff and throw water at her.

She sticks her tongue out at me before she dives into the pool. When she comes up, she is right in front of me. She looks damn good with her hair all wet and no make-up on. I am tempted to grab her hips and bring her closer to me, but I can’t.

“You deserved it. Call it payback for being an ass and then calling me ma’am.”

I nod in agreement, “Okay, then I will agree; I deserve it.”

McKenna smiles brightly at me. She splashes some water at me, snickers and swims away from me. I smile and dive under the water to follow her. I am happy she doesn’t seem mad at me anymore and can still be herself around me.

Eventually, I catch up with her at the other side of the pool. She is quick. When I take my position, she is trapped between me and the pool wall.

“How did you get here so quickly?” I ask.

“Because I am an awesome swimmer. Or you just aren’t that good.” She teases.

“When did you become so mean.” I pout.

She snickers, “I am not mean. You are just easy to tease.”

McKenna has a sly look on her face when she says it.

I raise my brow at her and place my hands on each side of her, “You know, I can tease too.”

I mean in a different way from what she probably thinks I mean.

“You could try but would fail.” She says confidently.

I move closer, closing any space between us, “Are you sure about that, dimples?”

She bites on her lower lip, “Hmm, yes.”

I lift my hand to her face and caress her cheek. She closes her eyes, and a soft whimper comes from her lips, “I didn’t know I had this kind of effect on you.” I whisper.

I feel the warmth rise from her face onto my fingertips. My eyes divert to her eyes, and the same feeling of temptation takes over. I wonder how she would react if I kissed her. Would she kiss back or push me away? And if I did, would it be the start of us going down a forbidden path? I really have no idea. I get lost in my thoughts of right or wrong.

No, I can’t do it! She is my best friend’s little sister. It isn’t worth the risk. I sigh and pull away, putting a distance between us.

McKenna opens her eyes and looks at me, confused, “What is wrong? Why did you sigh?” she asks nervously.

I shake my head, “Because I was having thoughts I shouldn’t be.”

“What does that mean?”

“Nothing, it doesn’t matter.”

I swim away from her, climb out of the pool and head inside without saying another word. I lock myself in the bathroom and lean against the door. What the fuck is wrong with me? I shouldn’t have these thoughts, especially not about McKenna. It doesn’t matter how beautiful she is, I can’t. It is wrong, and I wish knowing that was enough to make me stop having such impure thoughts.

I groan in frustration and strip down, hopping into a warm shower. I wasn’t in the pool long, but I need time to get it together somewhere McKenna can’t find me. I am pathetic for hiding from her, but I don’t know what else to do.

I stay in the shower for a good twenty minutes or so before stepping out. I wrap a towel around my waist and head to my bedroom. I close the door behind me and sigh.

“What the hell was that outside?”

The sound of McKenna’s voice made me jump, and I nearly lost my towel, but thankfully, I managed to grab it on time.

“What the hell, Kenna?” I groan.

She doesn’t respond, and when I finally look over at her, I realise why. She is checking me out. Her eyes are running over my half-naked body, her tongue darting from her mouth and across her lips. I wonder if I am not the only one with these unfamiliar feelings. I am not stupid; I know she had a crush on me when she was younger, but I am sure that faded with time. If she is feeling them now, they are probably different from back then.

Her eyes finally meet mine, “Do you want to explain what happened in the pool? Why did you say what you did? Why did you run away from me?” she asks softly, searching my face and waiting for an answer.

“No, not really. Can we forget it?” I reply and stroll over to my closet.

“No, because you have been acting strangely around me since you arrived yesterday.”

“It is nothing, okay?” I reply in frustration.

I can’t tell her the truth.

“Fine, whatever.” She snaps.

She jumps to her feet and heads for the door. Before I can stop myself, I grab her and pull her around to me, bringing her against my chest. She moans the second our bodies come in contact.

“Don’t be mad at me, Kenna. It is better I keep my thoughts to myself because if I don’t, they could complicate things.”

“I don’t understand. You are confusing me, Paxton.” She whispers, her big, innocent blue eyes staring up at me.

“You know what I mean, Kenna, if you think hard enough, you will work it out.”

She must know what I mean. I am sure my behaviour has made me obvious. It isn’t like she is innocent; she has been with guys before; she must know the signs.

McKenna continues to stare at me for a few seconds and then wriggles out of my hold, taking a few steps back. She doesn’t say anything and rushes out of my bedroom.

I don’t know if it was because she is still confused or worked out what I meant and doesn’t know how to deal with it. I sigh and sit at the bottom of the bed. I should have kept my damn mouth shut. Now, there is a chance things will be awkward.

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