Be Your Own Spring novel Chapter 100

As if a switch clicked in my mind I looked behind me to see where Kezr was but found the car gone.

I fully turned and begin searching for the car to find it no where.

Did he leave?

Of course he would, he left me here on this beautiful sunset sight to die alone. Why wouldn't he? I treated him so badly and he got hurt by my words.

I never talked to someone or better yet cursed at them the way I did with Kezr. I get it that over the past month we have gotten awfully close to the point where we now smack each other's booty, fart, snort, burp and change in front of each other.

But, I can't help but feel guilty.

As I am in my thoughts I hear the sounds of footsteps approaching me. I looked to my left to see Kezr there in all his glory walking towards me while rolling his sleeves up.

I forgot all my guilt and suddenly grew very hot while admiring him.

He was wearing a black dress shirt, with black pants, it was a simple outfit yet nothing about it seemed simple to me.

The shirt clung to him as a second skin making his muscles bulge out more than they are, his veins were prominent from the way he rolled his shirt up to his elbows, his tattoos were on display making me bite my lip and not drool.

He stood in front of me but my eyes stayed focused on his hands.

Jeez! Never thought I'd have a hand fetish for someone.

"Come on" he said and gripped my hand gently in his large one. I blushed at our size difference. His hand was much larger than mine and his whole hand could practically swallow me.

He guided me to the table and he sat on one of the pillows. I didn't and went to my side, picked up my pillow and dragged it beside his pillow and took a seat beside him.

He seemed unbothered by it and just kept playing on his phone, or as he likes to call it 'duty calls'.

I looked at him to see him looking at his phone intently. I didn't like it and snatched his phone from him and placed it in the middle of the table.

And guess what he did?

Nothing.

He did nothing. Just sighed and leaned back on the pillow.

"Kezr?" No response.

It was enough one time that he didn't answer for me to know that he was mad at me, was ignoring me.

I took a deep breath and took my phone out from my dress's pocket.

No longer Mr. Rudy Judy: I am sowwy, I lub, lub you!

Kezr hates the name that I have him saved as, I introduced him to Mr. Rudy Judy and he just rolled his eyes and made me kiss him to make his 'pain' go away.

Ping!

A chime echoed around us and Kezr checked his phone, looked at it, sighed, and placed it back on the table.

No, I am not gonna give up.