SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 196

- KATE -

My plane landed. I just finished the whole check out process at the airport and take it from me, as stressful and long as it was, I’d choose it to being back home throughout a family crisis. That was mind boggling. Exhausting too.

I’ve never craved a me time so much in my life. These long few weeks seemed like years and I barely felt like myself throughout the whole phase till Killian got involved. Once again, he was my saviour.

I let out a sigh as I stare at the sky. Who would’ve thought I would miss perceiving the air of this city? Who would’ve thought I’d miss staring at the sky? I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with air on purpose before letting it out through my mouth. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Today will be a good day, I can sense it. I make my way forward, heading to the car park. My private taxi is out there somewhere. The moment I walk out of the hotel building, I sight her in the sea of people waiting at the entrance, my smile widens and I walk up to her. I knew she was the one when my name was printed in bold on a white board in her hand coupled with the fact that I am well accustomed to her face.

“Kate Kabello?” The woman, my taxi driver professionally dressed in a suit, asks and I nod. Well, maybe she’s not accustomed to my face. She immediately takes my luggage trolley from me, pushing it forward instead.

Why, thank you, I say in my mind, following closely behind till she gets to her car. The boot comes open and the taxi driver loads my things in the vehicle from the trolley. I walk to the back seat when she fully unloaded my things then slammed the boot shut.

The car door leading to the back seat is open. I know I didn’t open it but I sit down inside anyway. I let my body get comfortable on the seat. Right now, all I crave is good sleep and good food but I know it’s far fetched right now. I won’t be having much of either since I’d be preparing for exams.

The sound of a door coming open then shut slid in my ears. I hear something click like it was being fastened into something. I don’t need my eyes open to know what just happened. The taxi driver just got into the car and buckled her seat belt.

“Do you still have the area code?” I ask, my head comfortably rested on the backseat with my eyes shut closed.

“Yes I do.” The car engine starts as she responds. She calls it out for me. This is when I become at peace.

I want to sleep. I barely had any rest when I was in the plane. “You can begin the journey.” I say. This is when the vehicle starts to move. An exhale leaves my lips as sleepiness overtakes me. I’m more than excited to be back here, that much I’m sure I have expressed countless times, but right now, the one thing that keeps me joyful is knowing I’d be going home to meet him.

He’s waiting for me. I genuinely anticipate the surprise, whatever it is. My mind can’t even think of anything befitting for a surprise by a man like himself but one thing I know for sure is that it must be something big.

I let my body fall on the back seat, clutching my legs into a fold as I lay down on it. I’ll spend the night at Killian’s today, then I’d probably be back in my dorm after. My body is itching to meet my bestie. We have not had a proper conversation for weeks and it’s my fault.

With sleepy eyes, I dip my phone into my purse, which is on the seat in front of my tummy, to hold out my phone, rereading the text Killian sent to me a few days back before my departure. A subtle smile forms on my lips as I return my phone back into the purse.

My heart dances. If there’s one thing I’m sure of, it is the fact that I love surprises. Especially from a man I love. Especially when that said man almost never does heartfelt things for me without my request or the situation seemingly forcing him to do such, not because he wants to.

My smile widens. This should be good. Maybe he’d open himself to me today. And maybe, just maybe, during that time, if he does, he’d let me touch him. . . . And he’d touch me.