After washing up I just threw on my pajamas (with a sports bra) and headed up to the house. I walk through the sliding door and since Kelly should be driving and can't look at the cameras; and I don't hear the shower in Kyle's bathroom running, I allow myself time to just look at his room. His probably queen size bed has a black metal headboard with thick bars that look like fencing. He's got a gray comforter, three pillows, white sheets, and his bed is unmade. The basket that had laundry in it this morning is gone now. He's got black nightstands on either side of the bed and a lamp on the one closer to the entrance of the master bathroom. Across from the bed is a decent sized closet with shelving on one side and about one fourth of the hanging space taken up. The doors to the closet are the typical whiter ones that look like window shutters.
I make my way to the kitchen, when I don't see anyone I make my way to the snake room. Ryan, Jane, and Kyle are sitting chatting. Each of them have a drink in their hands, I head back to the kitchen and grab a beer from the fridge.
When I return, food is the topic of conversation, "y'all are already hungry?" Kyle says with a laugh.
"Of course they are! They're skin and bone, they're always hungry," Kelly says joining us through the side door.
"Welcome home babe," Kyle says with a grin.
Kelly throws her bag on the ground with her keys on top and plops on Kyle's lap on the chair he was sitting in. She kissed him and took a drink of his beer, "that was a good welcome." She giggles, "so what are we thinking for dinner? It's about five so we got time for anything really."
Ryan and Jane simultaneously say, "pizza."
Kelly pops up and heads to the kitchen, I heard drawers opening and closing, she came back in with some sheets of coupons. "Here's what we got."
She sits on the arm of the chair and Kyle wrapped his arm around her as she lays out the coupons for us to look at.
"I love Pizza Place." I say, pointing to the coupons for them, "my favorite is Hawaiian but I can pick other things off if we get something else."
"That's Kyle's favorite too!" Kelly says as she slaps his chest. "I've never met anyone else who likes that weird pizza."
Kyle chuckles lightly, taking her hand and holding it, "well, I'm game."
"I'll take a veggie but we should get two because there's five grown ass adults here," added Jane.
"Ryan, you cool with that?" I ask.
He just nods taking another swig of his beer. With that Kelly picks up the Pizza Place coupons and looks for the best option, pointing and asking questions to Kyle about anything they see on the page. They finally select one that comes with a two liter and call out for delivery.
Kelly stands, "I'm making margaritas anyone want some while we wait for food?"
Everyone responds in the affirmative, "need help?" I ask before I can stop myself.
"Sure, you can slice limes if you want?" She says sauntering into the kitchen.
"I can definitely do that, I'm glad that's what you need help with. I have no idea how to make a mixed drink!" I say standing up to follow her. In order to follow, I have to walk past Kyle. As I do, I feel his fingers reach out, from the beer he's holding on the arm of the chair, skimming my leg slyly. I shoot him a stern look but he's not looking in my direction; probably just an accident.
Kelly is leaning down pulling a cutting board from a cupboard when I step into the kitchen. She sets it on the counter and turns to get the limes from the fruit basket next to the fridge. "Alright girly, here you go! Quarters will be fine I think, just do the whole bag."
"Sure, no problem." I grab a knife from the block and start my task.
"So, how come you didn't bring anyone with you on this trip?" She says, making small talk.
"College boys suck." I finish slicing the first lime, "where should I put these once they're cut?"
"Uh," next thing I know I feel her pressed against my back, probably on her tip toes, "in this cupboard top shelf are bowls." She tries to open it making her boob press into my arm.
"I got it," I easily open the door and pull out the stack of bowls, eyeballing the best size for the limes, separating it from the others, and replacing the rest back in the cabinet.
Kelly had returned to her task, opening the freezer multiple times. "So, college boys suck?"
I had really hoped she would drop it, "yeah, haven't really been with anyone in a while, total dry spell."
"That sucks," she says grabbing, "have you and Jane?" She lets the question lay.
"Nah, last night was the first time we kissed. We're just friends."
"You looked like GOOD friends last night!" She says patting my ass, I flinch at her unexpected touch.
Kelly is on the shorter side, dirty blonde bob, tan skin, almost too tan, and gray-blue eyes, with a face that has too much makeup applied for my taste. I maybe wore mascara once a month, but not usually. Not that Kelly wasn't pretty, just not my type really.
"Yeah we're close."
She just nods, "it's good to have girlfriends."
"Yup, she's my first true girlfriend in a while. Middle school and high school were so different, this age I feel like girlfriends will last a little longer, you know?"
"Yeah, I guess I felt that way too at your age. Alright one pitcher of margarita finished!" She turns to see where I'm at and serendipitously I was on the last lime. Kelly had five glasses ready, rimmed with salt and filled with ice. She was quick. In anticipation of the higher alcohol content of the drinks I've had of Kelly's already I add some more ice to what I claim as my glass. She poured and I placed the lime wedge on each glass. She grabbed three and I grabbed mine and the last remaining glass before we both head back. She hands one to Kyle and Ryan, I hand the remaining one to Jane. We all take a sip of margarita, enjoying the taste. I sat back in my place on the sofa, crossing my legs, my shorts road up a bit but nothing severe enough to warrant embarrassment or indecency.
"How about some cards?" Kelly asked, standing.
