Chapter Two

Kali sat before her computer, doing her homework. She was studying for a Ph.D. in radiology, just in case her cosmetology business crashed. Her siblings thought it was stupid, saying that the degree would just catch dust, but Kali was the type to be safe rather than sorry.

As she typed up the last of her essay she heard the chime of the doorbell. She sighed and stood, heading out of her room to answer the door. 

"What-" Her breath caught when she caught sight of Erik wearing a tight tank, a pair of sweats, and running shoes. He was sweaty, his hair matted to his forehead and the scars on his torso were more defined. More noticeable. Kali gulped and met his gaze. 

"Yes?" 

"I was just jogging and wondered if you wanted to join me. I'm going to jog to this nice café in town and I usually have someone with me but everybody's busy so I came here, get to know the neighbor kind of thing, which is stupid I know since we already know each other, but not well,  and now I'm just mumbling and you're probably getting annoyed. I should just g-"

Kali covered his mouth before he could say another word, her ears ready to cut themselves off. "Let me go change into my workout clothes."

Erik watched Kali walk off, his heart pounding against his chest. He was nervous. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach and he felt as if he'd faint. He didn't know why he was nervous, he just was and he strangely didn't mind it. Weird huh? Too young. Too young. And besides, he likes men, not women, men. 

Women can't inflict as much pain as men for. Hard enough to cause pain, too soft to cause as much pain as he needed. As much pain as he craved. Therefore he naturally became drawn to men, only being with two females and regretting both. But Kali could be different. His inner god whispered. Too young... The rational part of him sighed.

"Mkay, I'm ready."

When he looked up his jaw dropped. Kali was dressed in a pink sports bra, matching leggings, and sneakers. His gaze stared at her huge cleavage, then her body. God, she's so thick. 

She snapped her fingers in his face and he blinked. "Are we going or are you just going to stare at me?"

Erik blushed and looked away. "Uh, y-yeah, let's go." 

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"Okay......wait......I..........need......a break." Erik jogged back over to a hunched over Kali, struggling not to stare at her ass. Oh how I'd love to bend her over- no, bad Erik.

"Are you okay Kali?" 

She nodded as she sat on the sidewalk. "Yeah, I just need a five-minute break." 

Erik smirked and sat down beside her. He watched as she took a swig of her detox water, his teeth nibbling his bottom lip. Even when she did such a small task his body burned with need. 

He gulped and looked away, taking a sip of his protein shake. 

"What do those shakes taste like?" 

Erik smiled and handed his shake to her. "Why don't you have a taste?" 

Kali bit her lip and took it from his hands, taking a small sip and gagging. "That tastes gross." She laughed as she handed it back. "How can you drink that?" 

Erik grinned and rubbed his hand down his abs, Kali's heated stare not going unnoticed by him. "I do whatever I can to stay looking this good."

Kali scoffed and shoved his arm, making note of the new scabbed over cuts. She internally winced at the sight. "Please, you ain't all that baby." 

Erik gasped and placed his hand over his heart. "How dare you?" He mocked. "I am sexy as fuck." 

Kali rolled her eyes and stood. "Whatever you say, old man." She began to jog away and Erik groaned as he watched her fat ass get further and further away. 

"This is going to be hard as fuck." He didn't know how much longer he could resist the delicious looking body of Kali Keauhuh.

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They stopped in front of a cafe and Kali grinned up at it. 

"Harley's Café!" She looked at Erik. "I remember this place! I used to hang out here with my friends!" 

She squealed and rushed inside. 

Erik laughed and followed after her. He got a few stares from several women and men, but his eyes were solely on Kali. She stood at the counter, chatting with the cashier. The cashier was none other than Donovan Sully. He was handsome, with light brown hair, matching eyes, and smooth brown skin. He wore a turban on his head, the rest of his body clad in his uniform. He had a strong jaw, plump lips, and a smile that had everyone swooning. Erik internally groaned as he stepped up beside Kali. 

He'd forgotten his ex worked the afternoon shift. 

Donovan was almost a foot shorter than Erik and he could tell he'd gained a little weight. 

Donovan blatantly ignored Erik as he and Kali talked about high school. Donovan was three years younger than Erik, but the two had hung out in the past before since Kali was friends with Donovan's sister. 

Getting annoyed by their chattering Erik rudely cleared his throat, drawing their attention. 

Donovan glared.

Kali blushed.

And Erik cocked a brow. "You gonna order now or wait until next year?" He motioned to the ever-growing line behind them. "I'm sure they want you to pick the first."

Kali's blush increased as she muttered a quick sorry to the waiting costumes and ordered. "I want a pumpkin spice frappé and two chocolate cake pops please." She said softly.

Erik paid for her order (since she mysteriously left her wallet whilst knowing she wanted to get a snack) and then they both left, walking back to Kali's home.