The Devil's Sweetheart

The closeness they are sharing, not knowing to back off or hold on because they have blended into one other so deeply and seamlessly. Kurt didnot run away like he usually does at the sight of a woman. It felt rather weird to him that he is craving for her, but that's okay if it is her.

His embrace was electrifying to the point Kyle found herself lost in his eyes. Those black orbs stared deep into her soul to steal her words away. 

''If you have no idea what exactly happened in the last night, let me remind you.'' Breaking the silence, Kurt added on. ''You injured my feet.. and then..'' Kurt's face blazed suddenly. ''And then..you..you kissed me..o.n m.y l.i.p.s,'' Kurt stressed the last sentence precisely, placing all the blame on Kyle without any guilt.

For a second, the whole world went quiet for Kyle. As Kurt explained the incident, the fleeting memories of last night jogged in sequence to embarrass her. Oh no! She has a vague memory of injuring Kurt's feet, and most embarrassingly, she kissed him in her drunken state! She imagined her first kiss most romantically in the bow of a ship. Not the kiss she cannot remember unless reminded by the person she took advantage of. Kyle wished to dig a hole and bury herself for a lifetime. Is that the reason he was stressing if she had remembered last night's incident? 

''You find every other way to take advantage of me,'' He added spice to the wound. ''You can feel guilty for your lewd activities now that you remember.'' Her guilt expression confirmed she remembered.

''I didnot mean to. I was drunk. People make mistakes under the influence of alcohol,'' Replied Kyle in a whisper tone, turning her face away from him. He finds every opportunity to mock her. Kyle squirmed from his arms out of nervousness, but it only tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her close. Her face blushed, feeling his strong hands gently holding her waist. Her brain screamed to back off, but her body betrayed. She felt good being protected under his warm hands. She never expected this misogynist has a romantic end as well. So, can she expect a little romance in her life in the future?

 ''A Mistaken kiss?'' He gazed into her eyes dubiously. ''Was it an excuse you have come up with to take advantage of me?''

''I said I didnot.'' Kyle hardly pushed the elephant to free herself from his embrace. Does he want her to take responsibility for last night's incident? 

''Besides, it's just a kiss. You are acting as if I have forcefully violated you.'' She prayed to God that he would take the hint and stop embarrassing her.

'Just a kiss?' Kurt pressed his lips together in anger. After turning his life upside down in one night, she talks as if she is not affected. She must have had a lot of experience in those kinds of stuff to think it's a mere kiss. The thought of Kyle being intimate with someone other than him caused his hackles to rise. Wordlessly, Kurt turned around and made his way out of the kitchen.

''Kurt,'' Kyle screamed, following him behind. ''Our dinner.''

''Do it by yourself.'' He shouted. ''I am busy.''

''Please.'' Kyle fastened her steps to catch his pace. Few steps away, she stretched her arm and grabbed his wrist. ''Please. I am hungry.''

Halting his footsteps, Kurt turned around, and he wished he didnot. Her pleading eyes made him want to adore her. How could he say no to her request?

To Kyle's wonder, Kurt returned to the kitchen. Sitting on the kitchen countertop, Kyle captured every expression of his in her memory as he prepared the dinner. For instance, his brows jutted together in a frown when he didnot find a specific spice; his shoulders flexed when he extended his arms to grab an ingredient. 

With her brooding stares directing at him, Kurt had difficulty in concentrating, but he didnot comment. Instead, he enjoyed her attention.

Within an hour, Kurt prepared three dishes.

 ''Where did you learn cooking?'' Kyle asked. ''Is it from your father?''

''He can't boil water without bruising his hands,'' Kurt added, taking the dishes into his hands.

''It must be youtube?''

 ''I am born with cooking skills.'' He said. ''I must have inherited from my mother.'' 

His voice put deeper edges around his words at the mention of his mother. Kyle wanted to talk about it, but Kurt cut her off, asking her to hurry up to the dining table. She sensed a little discomfort in his face, so she didnot probe him further. At least not today.

As Kyle arranged the dishes on the table, she heard her mobile ring coming out of the bedroom. ''I will be back.'' She said

It was no surprise that it's Landon when Kyle checked the contact name. Good that he is out of the city; otherwise, he will destroy the little peace of happiness she has appearing in front of her. She doesn't know when his number went to the block list on her phone, but Landon created chaos in the morning.

Kyle could also sense Landon is getting suspicious of her. But she is least bothered. Pressing the red button, Kyle returned to the dining room. Not every day she gets the time to spend time with Kurt. 

''I am back,'' Kyle said, sitting on the chair.

''Is it him?'' Kurt questioned, to which Kyle hesitantly nodded. 

Kurt remembered blocking Landon's number. Did she unblock that bastard's number again? He was pierced to the heart with guilt for using Kyle for his mission. If the criminal like Landon knows Kyle is pretending to be his girlfriend to get the evidence about the company, he will not think for a second to destroy Kyle. ''Why haven't you broke up with him?'' Kurt asked. He has another mission apart from catching criminals.. To capture this Loose Case's heart.