Betrayed by Husband Divorced when Pregnant (Kelly and Pierce) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Chapter 37 He Kissed Me Again

Kelly’s POV

I woke up sweating and panting really hard while trying to calm my racing heart. My cheeks were burning and my sex was throbbing. I had a dream and it’s not just a simple dream. It was me and someone, on the bed, having wild sex. At first, all I could see was Pierce’s face but it suddenly changed to Klay’s and that woke me up.

I don’t know why I dreamed like that. This might be because they’ve been conquering my mind all these time and my pregnancy hormones are kicking again. Now. I had a wet dream about those two. It’s crazy!

Sitting on the bed, I slightly slapped my cheeks as I groaned under my heavy breaths. “Damn, Kelly! That was nothing! It doesn’t mean anything. You shouldn’t think about your ex-husband and you definitely shouldn’t get attracted to your step brother.”

Shaking my head, I got off the bed to get some water. I need to calm down. This silly dream is driving me nuts.

I went downstairs and straight to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass and immediately drank water. I feel like I need fresh air so I hugged myself as I walked towards the lanai. However, I paused when I saw someone near the pool. It was Klay. He’s puffing a cigarette while sitting on the sun lounger. Beside him was a bottle of liquor. He’s half naked and his hair is messy and wet. I think he was swimming until now.

My lips parted as I swallowed hard. Under the moonlight, he looked like a ruthless alpha. His jaws were angled perfectly from my line of sight. He was actually looking at the moon and for some reason, I felt like his eyes were sad.

As if he felt my stares, he looked my way. I was so startled that I immediately turned my back and walked without a direction. I was almost on the staircase when someone grabbed my wrist and I definitely knew who it was. His scent, which is a mixture of alcohol, cigarettes and his natural scent, filled my nose.

I looked him in the eyes and I was almost burned by his intense gaze. He leaned closer to me and I had no choice but to squeeze myself against the railing of the stairs. His reddish and red lips are distracting me and knowing that I’m still sensitive because of my silly dream, I feel like I’d lose my sanity.

He’s so near and I couldn’t get away because he’s cornering me with his arms.

I tried to avoid his gaze, but he did everything so our gazes would meet.

“What are you doing, Klay?” I’m just thankful that I managed to spill my question without stammering.

His jaws clenched as his eyes darkened even more, “I’m just wondering...Why didn’t you ask about the woman you saw in the living area? Aren’t you curious about her?”

For some reason, I felt irritated. I don’t know if he’s playing with me or what? Why would I even give a damn about his women?

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