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Everything had to be perfect. Kayla didn’t want this to be a one time affair. It was 1:00 p.m., and Tye had awoken hearing noises in Kayla’s kitchen.
He lumbered in, taking a seat at the island where Kayla had prepared a tray with ‘hair of the dog.’
“Morning Tye, you probably have a killer hang over at your age,” Kayla teased.
Tye drank both drinks from the tray. “Feeling much better now. Where’s your brother? Did he crash here too?”
“We, no Tye, it was just us. Christian stayed at Mimi’s last night.”
“He’s a lucky guy. Mimi’s a fine woman.”
Kayla frowned, “What about last night? Aren’t you a ‘lucky guy’ too, Tye?”
“What about it?”
“Does it mean anything to you? You told me you loved me.”
Tye was silent, “From the moment I saw you in that short black dress . . . I don’t remember much. I drank a lot. It can’t mean anything, Kayla, even if I’ve always had a thing for you. You’re Christian’s sister, he’d kill me.”
“Not if you actually loved me. If you felt the way I feel about you.”
“Doesn’t matter –”
“It does matter because I’m twenty eight-years old, a grown woman. If last night meant nothing, just say it. Because I’m damn sure you’re lying when you say you don’t remember.”
Tye rubbed his face his eyes dazed. He lumbered back to the bedroom and began dressing.
He wouldn’t look at her and Kayla confronted him, catching him off guard. She pushed him hard and kept pushing, attempting to get a reaction from Tye when he grabbed both her hands holding her still.
“I’ve loved you since I was fourteen. You may have not loved me then, but I’ve seen the way you’ve looked at me since I turned twenty-five. You like me a lot and you know it,” Kayla cried.
She struggled, but Kye wouldn’t let go of her hands. He pressed his lips to hers, brushing them back and forth before pulling back. “This can’t happen again, Kayla. You know that, I’m engaged.”
” Lisa doesn’t love you. You don’t owe that harpy anything.”
“I do owe it to her, we’ve been together five years.”
Tyler brushed his thumb against her lips and let go of Kayla. He left her bedroom to put on his dress shoes at the front door. “I wish I could be with you. But Lisa’s pregnant. If I don’t marry her she’ll never let me see my daughter, ever.”
Kayla blanched. She tried not to burst into a crying jag as she held her throat feeling her breath constrict. She gazed at Tye, “Please tell me I wasn’t just some girl you slept with.”
“I wasn’t that drunk, Kayla. I lied. Last night meant the world, but that’s why we have to both forget it.”
The door shutting echoed long after Tye left. Tears dripped down her cheeks as Kayla sat on the floor, a ferocious pain eating her alive inside as she wept.
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