Chapter 13

KRISTEN Am I possessed? Do people get hard without knowing? I looked at the boner in my trouser, deciding if it was safe to get up, or just sit until the universe decided that it was time for it to go back to normal. I blinked at the plate before me. I just got hard. No, scrap that. I just got hard because of June—again. By keeping her grounded, I just hope I have not set a trap for myself. It was almost six. I slowly stood up from the dining chair, leaving the used kitchenware on the table. For my sanity, I had to get a drink. June should not get to me this much. If I wasn't aiding her, I would have called it a phase, or a mental case—call it whatever you want—but my part in the whole scenario makes it even more confusing. I know that I have a thing for loose hair and red underwear, but... no buts: I just got hard from looking at June's arse. She grew fast. The top she wore left little to the imagination. In all my years of savouring the popsicle of women, never have I seen the perfec