Starburst (36 page)

“Yes,
she did just fine,” Peyton agreed. “I wished one of them would call though.
Where could they be, have you talked to Trevas at all?”

“No,
but he did tell me yesterday that once she was done with this interview they
were shutting their phones off and would see us Wednesday.”

“I
can believe that,” she said after thinking about it, and knowing how much Alley
hated the publicity and the attention.

“I’m
going to bed. Peyton you can have a friend spend the night if you want, just
lockup,” Kay teased, deciding she should leave them alone.

“Yeah,
thanks mom,” Peyton joked back.

“Can
she spend the night with me?” Kevin asked, playing along too.

“Shut
up,” Peyton said and Kay only laughed and disappeared to her room.

Kevin
turned to her and asked. “Do you want to make out?”

Peyton
laughed, “With who?”

“Who
do you want to make out with?”

Peyton
moved to his lap with one leg on each side of him, and he looked up to her with
his hands on her hips.

“I
can’t even find you with this toddler bedding all over your body,” he teased
about her attire. “What the hell is this supposed to be anyway? It looks like a
rat.”

Peyton
looked down to see the little critters all over her red pajamas. “It’s not a
rat. I think it’s a chipmunk.”

“Well
I don’t like it, take it off,” he demanded, and she laughed.

“Are
you staying here?”

“I
think you should stay with me, especially if you are planning on me making love
to you.”

Peyton
didn’t like the way he said it. “I don’t plan on you making love to me, but I
am very interested in having sex with you.”

“Call
it how you see it,” he replied, and she wondered what that was supposed to
mean, but wasn’t about to ask. “Regardless of what you call it, you are way too
noisy to do it with Kay being two doors down.”

“I
am not noisy in bed,” she retorted.

“Oh
you are very noisy, and it makes me hard just thinking about it.”

“Does
it?” she teased, looking down, and he moved in for a kiss, and she moaned.

He
ran his hands up her back and whispered. “You’re not wearing a bra.”

“Yeah,
what’s the point in wearing cozy pajamas with constricting underclothes?” she
replied, on his lips.

“Underclothes…
You’re not wearing any underclothes?”

She
didn’t answer and removed herself from his lap, and he followed her to the
bedroom. She closed the door and unbuttoned the loud pajama top as he sat on
the edge of the bed and watched.

“Get
naked,” she whispered, as the shirt hit the floor and she stood in front of him
with her flannel pajama pants riding low on her hips.

He
removed his shirt and all she could think about was having his naked chest on
hers, and feeling his strong body on top of her. As soon as he was naked, she
slipped out of the pajama pants, he pulled her to him with one reach in the
small bedroom and the bed squeaked.

“This
may be a problem,” he acknowledged, rolling her over him. She didn’t respond,
too wrapped up in his touch to care until he moved into her and the wooden
headboard bounced off the wall.

“Let
me on top,” she requested, hoping that helped, and he flipped her over. It did
help briefly while she moved up and down on him slowly, but as soon as she
picked up speed it sounded like someone knocking on the door.

“Hold
onto it,” she told him, he reached up and grabbed the headboard with both hands
pulling it toward them and away from the wall.

That
too helped briefly until she was so into it and riding him like crazy, causing
the springs in the old mattress to come alive.

“Let’s
move to the floor,” he proposed and rolled over. He tried to keep her in him as
he tossed the comforter to the floor, and when he moved them toward the
comforter, they both hit the floor with a loud thump. She laughed so hard, she
couldn’t stop, and Strike the dog barked at the noise from Kay’s room, causing
her to laugh even harder.

“Shhhh,”
he hissed, and she got quiet and serious when she saw the way he looked at her
with only the light from the moon hitting his face.

“Why
do you have to make me feel so good?” she asked quietly, looking into his eyes.

“I
have a feeling you’re not talking about the sex,” he speculated.

She
didn’t want to go there and instantly changed her tune, wishing she hadn’t just
said that. “Actually, that is exactly what I was talking about,” she lied.

Kevin
let it go and moved into her thrusting hips, begging for him. The floor was a
lot quieter, and her soft moans were as silent as she could control until she
was reaching her peak and they became louder and more overpowering.

“Oh
God Kevin,” she Whispered as quiet as quiet as she could. She arched her breast
toward him, throwing her head back. He placed his hand over her mouth and
really went at it but that too didn’t stop her loud releasing moan, and he
stopped caring as well when he released with her.

Once
they were both back to normal, and their breathing had slowed, Kevin reached up
and retrieved a pillow and moved to her side, propped up on one elbow. He moved
her hair from her forehead and kissed her softly.

“Tell
me about this Ken guy,” she requested.

“He’s
a snake,” Kevin gave his judgment of him.

“Why
do you think that?”

“The
guy is married with two teenage girls, and he uses Kay for his marital and
fatherly escape.”

“Why
isn’t she with someone? She is such a likeable person and very attractive. Why
aren’t you two together?” she added, wondering.

Kevin
snickered. “Kay and I are too much alike. We are too good of friends, and I
could never picture her any different than that.”

“How
long has it been since she has had a relationship, I mean a real relationship?”

“That
would be Don Beckett. He left here a little over two years ago to take a twelve
month job working on oil rigs out in the ocean.”

“And
she wouldn’t wait on him?”

“She
did the first time, and he was back for about two months and left again for the
same reason. He’s back here now.”

“How
long has he been back?”

“I
think around three months.”

“She
hasn’t talked to him?”

“No,
she won’t. He even called Trevas once, trying to get him to talk her into
talking to him.”

“Do
you talk to him?”

“Not
really, I kind of have to stay loyal to Kay, if you know what I mean.”

“Do
you think she loved him?”

Kevin
snorted. “Why all the interest in Kay’s love life?”

“I
don’t know. I just think she deserves to be in love and happy.”

“What
about you Peyton? Why don’t you have someone in your life?”

“We’re
not talking about me, answer my question.”

“Yes
I think she loved him and I think she still loves him, and that is why she uses
Ken. He’s safe for her, and she knows she can’t let her feelings get in the
way.”

“She
never runs into him at a bar or a store or anything?”

“Kay
doesn’t really do much. She works a lot and the only socializing that she does is
this poker game once a month. Let’s get on the bed,” he told her and pulled her
up.

She
cuddled up to his chest but not on her own accord. Kevin had to pull her into
his arms, and he kissed her head.

“I
think we should arrange for them to face each other. We could go to that bar
and have him come there too.”

“Oh
hell no, I am not getting in the middle of that. I have to work with her every
day.”

“Then
I will. Do you know how to get a hold of him?”

“No,
I don’t, and you don’t worry about it. I know Kay, and she would be furious. It
took her along time to get over him, and I don’t want her to go through it
again. It’s best to leave it alone.”

“You
have to know someone that knows him,” she replied, ignoring his warning.

“Are
you listening to me?”

“No,
just tell me if you know someone that knows him.”

“No,
I don’t know anyone that he knows, now let it go.”

“Why
don’t you have someone Kevin?” she asked, and had no idea what was up with all
the questions.

“I’m
going home,” he teased, and she laughed. “I guess the same reason you and Kay
don’t have anyone. Go to sleep, I have to work in the morning.”

“It’s
Saturday, why are you working?”

“Because
Kay is making the B crew work and one of us always works if they have to, just
a respect, fair thing to do, I guess.”

“I’m
not used to being around people who care about other people like you guys do.”

Kevin
didn’t respond and only kissed her head with a smile.

“How
old are you Kevin,” she asked, and felt him smile on her forehead again.

“Forty
one,” he answered, but didn’t return the question, knowing already by the
internet that she was thirty nine.

Peyton
could tell by his even breathing that he had fallen asleep, and she lay in his
arms thinking about things that she never let herself think about. She wondered
if she felt so strongly about him because of seeing Trevas and Alley so in love,
and constantly touching and staring at each other. She wondered why on earth
she was making love to him without a condom and knew that they were indeed making
love, and it wasn’t just sex for the first time in her life. Even Fletcher had
just been sex, and she didn’t really ever remember having feelings for him.

 They
were both just starting out when they met, and she was too busy caring about
the publicity, the awards and the next movie to worry about being a wife and a
mother. She knew there would or could never be anything with Kevin because they
were worlds apart. They lived such different lives, but she did wonder if she
should find someone to grow old with. She did like the way Kevin made her feel
and the way he made her laugh with his silliness. She looked up to him sleeping
and placed her hand on his face, and he moved down, and kissed her lips with
his eyes closed and she was sure that he had just kissed her in his sleep.

Peyton
woke when she felt Kevin move from the bed, and rolled to her stomach but
didn’t open her eyes. She felt him cover her and then move her hair from her
face and kiss her four times before she heard him open the door and leave. Her
eyes opened, and she shook her head at what the hell was going on.

Kay
woke early too after hearing her making coffee. She let the dog out the back
door and sat with the cup of coffee that Peyton had poured for her.

“You
look tired,” Peyton told her.

“Yeah,
someone kept me awake half the night,” she teased.

“Were
we loud?” she asked with a smile.

“Um…yes
and I think it is time to replace Anna’s old bed.”

“Sorry,”
she smiled.

“It’s
fine,” she said in disbelief at Peyton Paxton sleeping with her friend and
coworker.

“Kay,
tell me about Don,” Peyton pried.

Kay
didn’t look up from her coffee, not sure what to say. She was instantly pissed
at Kevin and intended to tell him about it, first chance she got.

 “Kevin
is an ass; you should stay away from him.”

“Don’t
be mad at Kevin. I am the one who asked.”

“He
still doesn’t have the right.”

“We
don’t have to talk about it, I’m sorry.”

“It’s
fine Peyton. Don was over a year ago, I’m over it.”

“How
long were you with him?”

Kay
looked at her with an, ‘I don’t want to talk about it look,’ but answered her
question.

“We
started seeing each other when Trevas got into trouble, so about five years, I
guess.”

“I
want the details,” Peyton demanded, filling both their cups again.

Kay
snickered. “There really are no details. He wanted to go work in the North Sea
on oil rigs, and it was a twelve month assignment. He didn’t have to do it. We
both had decent jobs, but I let him because it was something that he wanted to
do, and when he was only home a couple months and wanted to go again, I wasn’t
willing to let him go again. He had just gotten back, and things were awesome
between us, or so I thought they were anyway,” she added. “He chose that over
me, and I couldn’t accept it.”

“Kevin
said he is back now.”

“Yeah
and I told you Kevin was an ass.”

“You
don’t even want to see if there is still something there?”

“Nope,
he made his choice, and it wasn’t me, now stop it. Why the sudden interest in
my love life?”

“I
don’t know. I just think you deserve better than Ken stopping by and using
you.”

“And
what do you think James does?”

“Nothing
anymore, I haven’t seen James in months. I know he was using me for the same
reason I was using him. He is in a relationship now, I guess.”

“And
I think you deserve better than that too. It still doesn’t change the fact that
it is what it is, and we are who we are.”

“Yeah
I know but being around Kevin has got me thinking that I don’t want it to be
that way anymore. I like feeling wanted for more than sex.”

“Peyton,
you and Kevin could never work.”

“I
know that. I don’t necessarily mean Kevin. I just mean, maybe I am ready to
find someone and not be alone anymore.”

“Well
I think that is great if that is what you want. Do you have someone in mind?”

“No,
not at all, but I want you to be happy too. You are so alone here.”

“I’m
not alone. I have friends, and I like my life now. Unlike you, I am happy with
the way things are.”

“I
don’t believe that. I think you were hurt and devastated that Don didn’t choose
you, and you are not willing to let it happen again.”

Kay
spun her cup around in her hand looking down, knowing that she was right, and
it was never going to happen again because she wouldn’t let it, and now she was
furious with Kevin for telling her and making her bring it back to the surface,
forcing her to think about it.