(Jay's POV)
I woke up earlier than usual that morning, the soft light filtering through the curtains. Groggy, I reached for my phone on the nightstand and unlocked it. There was a new message notification—from Keifer.
From: Keifer King
Hey 👋🏻 How are you? Want to go on a date today? ❤️😘
My heart skipped a beat. I smiled without even realizing it and typed back quickly.
To: Keifer King
Hey 🙋🏻♀️ Doesn't matter to me. What time?
I stared at the screen for a moment, expecting the usual wait. But before I could even lock my phone, his reply popped up almost instantly.
From: Keifer King
I'm right outside your door 🚗.
What? No way. I wasn't even dressed properly—I couldn't just run down like this. Panic rushed through me as I jumped out of bed, threw on my favorite outfit, and sprayed the perfume I knew he loved the most. Once I looked decent enough in the mirror, I hurried downstairs.
I found Angelo in the living room. "I'm heading out to Ci-n's," I told him casually. He just nodded, no questions asked. Perfect.
Keifer's car was parked a little farther from the house, as always—discreet, like everything about us. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then slipped into the passenger seat.
"Where are we going?" I asked, buckling up.
"My place," he said calmly, eyes on the road as he started driving.
"What? No way. And Keigan wouldn't like that."
"Keigan's on a week-long school trip. It won't be a problem."
"Oh... okay then."
We arrived at their house sooner than I expected. As we stepped inside, Keiren was there in the hallway. He smiled at me warmly, and I smiled back, feeling a little flutter in my chest. From what Keifer had told me before, their family didn't like having staff wandering around the house, so the place was quiet—no maids or butlers in sight.
Keifer sent Keiren to his room with a quick word, then turned to me. "Follow me."
I obeyed without questioning, my curiosity growing with every step. We climbed the stairs to his bedroom. As soon as we were inside, he closed the door... and locked it.
A wave of nervousness hit me. "Why did you lock the door?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
"So we don't get disturbed," he replied, his voice low and steady.
"Why would anyone disturb us?" I pressed, tilting my head.
He paused for a second, then walked over and sat on the edge of his bed. He patted the spot next to him, gesturing for me to sit. I did, my heart pounding a little faster.
"You've been trying to tell me something for a while now," Keifer said, looking straight into my eyes. "You can say it."
I froze. Should I really tell him? That I'm ready to make this official—to be his girlfriend for real?
"Come on," he urged softly. "I've been waiting."
I took a deep breath. "Keifer... I think we can make our relationship official now."
The words barely left my mouth before he moved. In an instant, he was over me, pushing me gently back onto the bed. I lay there, reflexes kicking in, my breath catching as he leaned in close. His lips met mine—sudden, intense. I didn't push him away. Instead, I kissed him back. God, it felt good. Better than I imagined. A warmth spread through me that I couldn't ignore.
He finally pulled back, his face inches from mine, eyes dark with desire. "Stay with me tonight," he whispered.
"Angelo might get mad," I said, though my voice lacked conviction.
"Then ask him."
I gently pushed Keifer aside just enough to grab my phone from my pocket. I dialed Angelo. He picked up right away.
"Angelo, can I stay at Ci-n's tonight? Please?"
"Sure, no problem. But be home in two days."
"Wait—so I can stay for two days?"
"Don't you want to?"
"Of course I do! Talk soon."
"Take care of yourself."
I hung up, excitement buzzing through me as I looked at Keifer. "He said yes."
A slow, possessive smile spread across his face. He guided me back down onto the bed, hovering over me again.
"Then you're mine for two nights," he murmured.