Sean

It wasn’t even ten minutes before I heard the doorbell ring. Kaylee dropped her phone and practically flew out the door. Her racing footsteps matched the pace of my heart as I silently worked through another problem. Each stroke of the pencil was like chiseling another regret into reality.

There were voices downstairs. Muffled, so nothing could be made out. Her father’s laughing stood out. Was that Sean’s doing? He wasn’t even here five minutes and already he was on good terms with Kaylee’s father. Maybe this wasn’t the first time.

Probably wasn’t the first time.

Footsteps approached, as well as muffled voices. My body tensed as I heard the door open.

“Oh,” a male voice said, surprised. Turning around, I found Sean standing at the door. He was on the tall side, even for guys. His t-shirt seemed a size too small, muscles straining the fabric. His brown hair was spiked upwards and cut close to the sides. A style that was popular for guys in the school. Sean’s attention immediately turned to Kaylee, who was standing right beside him. “Didn’t mention there would be two of us tonight.”

“Ah, Scott is—I mean. Scott, this is Sean. Sean, Scott,” she said doing a quick introduction. “He’s copying some homework.”

“Copying nothing. Just checking answers,” I said, forcing a smile. It was hard to ignore the way Sean’s arm rested on Kaylee. It was too casual. Or maybe it was too intimate. Either way, it set fire to my gut.

Sean immediately grinned. “So an audience then. Kinky.”

My stomach dropped as Kaylee laughed. “Hardly. We’ll use the guest room.” She gave him a slight push, as if to nudge him in the right direction.

“Why not here?”

Kaylee’s polite smile dropped slightly. “Scott’s here. I don’t want to disturb him.”

Sean chuckled as he reached up to run a finger against her chin. The act brought a raging inferno to my gut. Intimate was far worse than the casual touch from before. “Kaylee, I really don’t think you understand how loud you are. Being in the guest room isn’t going to change anything.” Her face was instantly red.

“I’m not that loud,” she sputtered, giving me a few shy looks.

“Besides, it’s nothing Scott hasn’t seen before, right?” Kaylee’s eyes met mine. Yet even after all this time together, she was completely unreadable. Was she actually considering it? “Come on,” he urged, almost begging. “It’ll be fun.”

“I… I don’t… Maybe we should… Uh…” Kaylee was floundering. I was surprised she hadn’t outright refused. She might have been comfortable with talking about sex with me, but actually having sex with me watching? That was too far.

Right?

Her eyes kept meeting mine as she floundered. Sean was pressuring her, yes, but Kaylee wasn’t the type to let others push her around. Like a ship taking on water, it dawned on me. Kaylee wasn’t hesitating because she was trying to find a polite way to rebuff Sean’s proposition. She was hesitating because she didn’t know how I would react if she agreed to it.