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Innocent Devil's Harem | Chapter 14-2: Finally Sharing All My Secrets with My Hot Friend

My face immediately flushed in embarrassment at Serenity’s comment as she held me, my hair following suit, flashing white. Not because her words made me aroused, but simply because of their intensity, combined with our embrace.

“I love y-you more than a-anything too,” I stammered in response, my voice suddenly trembling.

I felt her muscles stiffen for half a second, and then felt her chin leave my head as she looked down at me, seeing that I looked like a devil again, my hair white, my skin dark gray. She then tightened her embrace, turning her head to rest her cheek against my hair, her heart suddenly racing.

“I’m sorry if I scare you,” I whispered, knowing she was anxious now, but uncertain as to why.

“You don’t scare me, Kai,” she replied quietly.

I tried to keep my tone gentle as I responded. “I’m not sure if Gabriella told you, but I sort of have heightened senses. I can smell happiness, sadness, anger, and…anxiety.” I sighed. “And I can hear your racing heart,” I added softly.

She took a deep breath, only to lift her head again, her embrace still firm. “I’m not afraid of you,” she repeated with more confidence. “Here, look up at me Kai. I’ll prove it.”

I hesitated, before slowly complying, tilting my head up so that my chin was resting in the middle of her chest, uncertain if she was prepared to see that the whites of my eyes were pitch-black now, my irises a glowing gold -- the same eyes that Gabriella found mesmerizing to look at.

Carefully I met Serenity’s gaze while she kept her arms wrapped around me.

Her heart rate spiked again when we made eye contact, her pupils visibly dilating a little, the deep chocolate brown of her irises growing thinner. Part of me wanted to look away, becoming anxious about her reaction, but I felt like she was determined to make a point.

So I let her.

But her pulse was visible in her neck now, her usually pale cheeks flushing as she continued to hold my gaze, her full lips parting slightly as her breathing became more shallow. Suddenly, it felt like there was no one else in the world, other than me and her.

It almost reminded me of Gabriella’s reaction when she held my gaze on the couch that first night, which had prompted me to close my eyes before I felt like my girlfriend was going to uncontrollably kiss…

My older friend leaned down faster than I anticipated, causing my muscles to lock up in response, shocked when her lips suddenly met mine.

Instantly, my thoughts vanished from my mind as my body began reacting, my knees slipping between hers as I pulled her forward, forcing her to sit down in my lap, even as I wrapped my arms firmly around her thin waist.

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However, almost just as fast as it started, she abruptly broke the kiss and turned her head, causing me to freeze solid, my mouth pressed against her slim jaw.

She was breathing heavily, like she’d run a marathon, seeming to struggle to catch it.

And now I felt guilty as hell, even more so when I smelt some guilt coming from her too.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered against her skin, sincere remorse in my tone, even though I wasn’t able to separate my lips from her.

She just barely shook her head, sucking in a long deep breath. “Kai…” She paused. “I love you so much, but we can’t…” Her voice trailed off.

And my heart sank.

“I’m sorry,” I repeated, unable to let her go, though she wasn’t trying to escape anyway. At least, not yet.

When she didn’t say anything, I spoke up again, suddenly feeling desperate to know it wasn’t just me. That I wasn’t the only one with these feelings, with the kiss we’d just shared not feeling like enough proof.

“How long?” I whispered. “How long have you felt this way about me?”

Her guilt only intensified. “Kai, I’m your… I mean, I don’t…” She hesitated, seeming to really struggle to explain why she was against us being together. “I can’t…” Her voice trailed off.

Of course, if she just didn’t like me in that way, then she didn’t need an excuse. But I had no way of knowing if it was her way of letting me down gently, or if she truly was interested, and just felt like it wouldn’t be appropriate.

Either way, her rejection still made my heart sink even more, my thoughts grasping for anything now. “What about those silk pajamas?” I asked desperately. “The purple ones. Why did you buy those? And when?” I wondered.

She shook her head, prompting me to bury my face against her neck.

“Why did you get them?” I repeated. “Please tell me,” I begged. “Please be honest.”

She sucked in a shaky breath. “I got them a couple of weeks ago…” She sighed. “Because I thought you might like them.” She shook her head again, her tone suddenly urgent. “But I was never going to wear them. By the time they got here, I felt miserable for even getting them, and…” Her voice trailed off again.

“I don’t remember any packages coming,” I replied quietly.

Her body stiffened in my arms. “I bought them when I got your birthday present,” she admitted softly, seeming reluctant to admit that they might have been a part of my present for my birthday. “Had everything sent to work. And of course, I didn’t want you to find out what I got you, so I was careful when I brought everything home.”

“Well, I liked them,” I admitted, feeling a little more bold. “When I saw Gabriella in them, I really wished it was you wearing them.”

“Shit,” she hissed. “Gabriella.” She shook her head again. “Kai, we can’t. I need to get up.”

I would have loosened my grip on her if she’d made any effort to actually rise to her feet, but she didn’t. I wasn’t sure if she was waiting on me, like I was waiting on her, or what. But, for now, I was content to hold her in my lap.

“I love you,” I repeated quietly. “More than anything,” I added for emphasis.

Her heart started racing again, guilt tainting her scent, as she took a few controlled breaths. When she spoke up, her voice was almost inaudible. “I’ll ask Nick to go home,” she whispered. “And then later we’ll talk,” she promised, only to sigh heavily. “But right now, I need to get up.”

I nodded somberly, loosening my grip on her, almost relieved when she didn’t try to jump off right away. Instead, even as my arms dropped to my sides, she gave my head another tight squeeze, before slowly rising to her feet, her legs shaky.

Her entire composure suddenly made me feel like she was being very intentional about not making it seem like she was rejecting me. Even more so, when she leaned against the table for a second, only to focus on the large crack down the middle of the wood, before leaning forward to kiss me on the forehead.

She then gave me a reassuring smile and moved to sit down in the chair across from me.

“I’m sorry,” I repeated, all my brazenness -- what little I had -- vanishing, now that she was sitting further away.

She shook her head, leaning her cheek into her hand, her elbow on the table, as she focused toward the front windows in the kitchen.

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