Chapter 31 (Caroline)

We were hanging out at Keegan’s house. It was him, the guys, and me. Keegan and I were sitting on the couch watching Nick and Asher go at it on Fifa. They wouldn’t let me play anymore because I kept beating them so bad it was embarrassing; fine by me. When they wanted something challenging, they would play me. I was leaning into Keegan’s side as his arm draped over my shoulders. My fingers were laced with his. Keegan turned his head and kissed my temple.

“What are we?” I asked softly. Keegan looked off thoughtfully as if he didn’t know whether to tell me or not.

“You two are mates,” Asher said as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. He didn’t look up from his game. I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. Mates?

“All that matters is that you’re mine,” Keegan said, redirecting my chin with his finger so I was looking at him. He was smiling. I couldn’t help but smile along with him. He leaned forward and touched his lips against mine. I smiled into the kiss before I tried to pull away. Keegan wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me on top of him so I was straddling his lap. My squeal was muffled by his lips. I wanted to faint. The way he was kissing me made me want to take him up to his bed right now. His hands pulled my hips closer to him. I moaned when I felt something poking my thigh. His mouth left mine and peppered kisses down my jaw and my neck.

“Keegan, not here,” I breathed. He growled and sucked on my neck. I stifled a moan by biting my lip.

“Why not?” he muttered against my collarbone. I couldn’t even remember anymore. His hand slid down and squeezed my butt cheek.

“Keegan!” I moaned.

“Okay, the game can wait. I’m out of here,” I heard Asher say. My eyes shot open and I slid off of Keegan’s lap, despite his protests. My whole face was probably red.

Oh yeah… that’s why.

Nick laughed as he watched us before he pouted playfully. “Aw, things were just starting to get good,”

he joked before he winked at me. My face felt hotter, if that was even possible. I scowled before I started hitting Keegan repeatedly.

“I told you not here!” I yelled at him. Keegan took my hands and pinned me down on the couch. I snaked from underneath him and got to the top of the couch before pushing him forward with my legs. I smiled as Keegan went toppling to the floor. I sat on the couch and watched as he looked around confused before his eyes snapped up to me. The guys looked on amused and shocked at the same time. Keegan’s shocked expression turned into a playful smirk as he reached up and pulled me onto the floor. The guys made room on the floor as they just watched. Keegan flipped me over and tried to pin me, but I was quicker. I got the crook of my elbow around his neck. He got out of that and got the upper hand before I gained it back. We wrestled on for a good five minutes. My hair was starting to stick to my face and my shirt clung to my stomach. It was getting impossibly hot, especially with Keegan’s body heat. Finally, I got my legs around his neck. He was smirking at me.

“You know, this isn’t how I pictured the first time with my head between your legs,” Keegan smirked. I loosened my grip as my mouth slacked in shock. The guys thought that was really funny. Keegan took his opening and flung me around on my back lightning fast. I heard a thump as a shooting pain spread from the back of my head. There was something sharp underneath my head. I just laid there. “Yes!”

Keegan jumped up happily. I covered my face with my hands as tears sprung to my eyes. My head was really starting to hurt. I didn’t want them to see me cry. I started that war and I didn’t want them to think I was weak. I tried to gain my composure as the guys all recapped our little fight.

“Oh shit,” I finally heard one of them say.

“Crap Keegan. What did you do?!” I heard Nick say.

What the hell were they talking about?