"Well we do kind of look alike. We have the same hair color and eye color. We also have the same nose."

Kyle states while further wiping his tears off his face.

"Laila I know you've told me in the past you wanted to be the one who tells Kyle. So tell him why we look like we are related."

My jaw is just dropped at the balls this man has- the balls that he wants to lose.

"Why are you doing this to me?"

I whisper to him in a serious tone.

"If I don't push you, I can't count on you to push yourself. He can handle it Lai."

Kye stands up and lifts Khloe up from my hold to rests her on his lap as he sits next to me.

"Do you really think it is safe for you to sit next to me when I want to pun-"

"That's why I have Khloe in my arms."

He cuts me off smirking.

"What is it that you are not telling me Lai?"

Kyle asks bringing me back into reality.

I let out a big frustrated sigh.

"Remember a couple of months ago I told you I was keeping a secret from you, but would eventually tell you, but you would have to forgive me for not telling you?"

I say in a big mouthful.

Kyle looks into space recalling his thoughts and after a few seconds he nods his head.

I let out another deep breath.

"Kye what do you know about your father?"

I start of shaking, but am a little bit calm when Kye rubs my back.

"Nothing really. Selena always told me when I get older I'll visit him."

Kyle says clearly oblivious to everything going on.

"Do you want to meet him?"

I ask and am surprise when I see Kye starts to look nervous.

He is shaking his leg and is in fact biting his nails. I've never seen this side of him before.

"Not if he is like Benjamin."

My skin crawls as I hear that child abuser's name. In a sick sadistic way I am so glad Selena killed him so savagely so I would not have to.

"I'll never allow someone like Benjamin into your life again."

I say failing at concealing my anger.

"Nor I."

Kye says resting his hand on my back, and wrapping his arms tighter around Khlo.

"Then if my dad is not like Benjamin and is able to make you, Khlo and me happy then sure I'd want to meet him."

Kyle says smiling.

"What should a dad do to make you guys happy?"

Kye asks.

"First, by showering us all with love. Second, by being as good of a dad to us as Lai is to us as our mom. He has to respect us and take care of us."

I smile at Kye's words.

"I swear you will be a great husband and father one day."

I kiss him on his cheek and give him a big hug.

After a few seconds of silence, I painfully try to open my mouth to tell him, but can't. I'm not strong enough to. What if he hates me? What if he never forgives me?

A few more awkward seconds pass by, and when I think Kye is going to tell Kyle the truth, a turn of events happen.

"I know that Kye is my father Lai."

...w-what?

I am in utter shock as I hear this come from Kyle's mouth. My jaw even drops and long enough for drool to form. I quickly wipe it and Kyle even laughs at me.

"What? How? For how long?"

Kye whispers in disbelief clearly in shock too.

Kyle faces Kye.

"Well my mother always told me I would meet Kye Tanner one day. I was named after you. We look alike and have so many similarities. In addition, we both are allergic to peanuts, and your parents want me to call them Grandpa and Grandma. If anyone is my father it has to be you."

............

"You see you were harboring this information for so long because of fear, and look how easily my son accepted me."

Kye says happily to me as he helps me pack my stuff for Texas.

It has been a week since I've been in the hospital. Surprisingly Kyle is excited about the move, but says he is going to miss Aunty Rachel, Henry and Haley. I guess this would be a starting over from everything that has happened. I just hope it's starting over in the right direction.

"I want to apologize for stressing you out so much to the point of making you get a panic attack. I was so scared when I saw you sprawled out on the floor."

Kye says looking off into space as if he is picturing the scenery in his head.

I am surprised that he actually knows how to apologize.

"It was not just you. I was just under allot of stress these past few months, but I appreciate the apology and would also like to also take the time to apologize for coming off ungrateful for the well thought out date you planed. In addition I also apologize for stepping on your toe."

He shakes his head and chuckles.

"Stepping? Is that what you call it? Last time I checked you savagely slammed that stake you call a 6 inch heel and drilled it into my delicate and fragile foot. I now know what Jesus went through when they put nails in his feet while undergoing crucifixion.

My jaw drops.

"I have never met such a drama queen in my life!"

I shout in shock.

"My foot is swollen. Why you think I'm not wearing socks on one foot?"

He continues making me laugh hysterically.

"You think it's funny huh? I'll show you funny!"

And without warning Kye wickedly molests me with his tickling fingers.

I immediately drop to the floor and squirm.

"No I'm sorry! I take my laughing back!"

I shout, but in return Kye still tickles me.

"You're still laughing!"

He playfully shouts.

"Cause you're tickling me dimwit!"

"And I'm going to tickle you till you pee yourself!"

My eyes widen, and he starts laughing hard at I am guessing my expression. So hard he stops tickling me.

I use that as my opportunity to tackle him on the floor and tickle him.

"Oh fuck- no!"

Who would have known this big football player is ticklish. Watching him squirm makes me laugh so hard. I get distracted and he ends up grabbing my hands. In a flash he is siting up with me straddling his waist.

My cheeks redden at the compromising position we are in. I try to get up, but am stopped when Kye wraps his arms around my waist trapping me.

I gasp as I see that intense look in his blue eyes. It's like a barrier has been broken, and I am seeing a part of him that was hidden before.

I am lost in his gaze, and - oh my god- my heart starts to accelerate when I feel his hand in the roots of my hair. He tugs my hair sending my head back and causing me to expose my bare neck to him.

I hold my breath in shock as I feel his wet lips and tongue gently and tenderly molest my needing neck. I bite my lip to conceal the moans that are trying to escape from inside me, but I think that turns him on more.

He stops kissing me, and stared at my mouth. My jaw slackens I feel him grinding his hard length into my core. Kye boldly and intensely stares into my eyes as he continues to grind.

I start to freak out a little bit and question whether or not I should be getting up, but Kye rest his hands on my hips as if sensing my mental ordeal.

I guess my scared expression is written all over my face, because Kye choses at this point to lean towards my ear and pass his wet, warm tongue around my earlobe.

Oh my god! What are we doing?

"Just feel it. It feels so good."

He huskily whispers in my ears, and I don't know why, but I follow his advice.

I close my eyes to relish the feel of what is going on. This pleasure is a different yet similar pleasure to what I have felt in the past before. I have masterbàted before but never with anything besides my fingers- much less another man. I feel the similar sensation I have in the past when getting turned on from watching porń, but doing this in front on Kye is so different.

My head tilts back as the pleasure increases and next thing I know, there is a knock on the front door.

Reluctantly, I am brought back into reality, but don't want to stop because I am so close. I open my eyes and look at Kye expecting him to stop, but he does not. Instead, he moves faster. I can't help my moan as he grips me by the ass and roughly moves me quickly on his length turning me on more.

"You're almost there."

He mumbles.

My eyes widen at his words, and I gasp in shock that he already knows my body. As he starts sucking my neck, my insides start to tighten. And my core shakes.

"Shit!"

I his out as he moves even faster, and a whole bunch of liquid starts building in my core.

"Let's cüm now."

He states calmly and we ignore who is at the door as we release in silence.

A wave of ecstasÿ, pleasure and relief floods the inside of my body. I can't conceal the moans of how refreshing this feels. After a few seconds we both are panting, out of breath, and sweaty.

"Laila! Open the door! I know you are home!"

I hear Haley banging, and this time Kye lets me get off him.

I don't even know what to do as I stand up frozen reeling over what just happened. I stand there staring off into space not even realizing when Kye opens the door on Haley and Henry.

"Oohh la la! Now I see why you took so long to open the damn door."

Haley says smirking, but Henry looks anything but amused.

I don't even realize how rude I am being as I walk away and go straight to the bathroom.

I close the bathroom door behind me and lean over the sink trying to clear what just happened out my head. I am such a slüth. I just masterbaüted on the father of my nephew.

"Oh my god!"

I shout to myself frustrated.

I am actually afraid to look at myself in the mirror. Reluctantly, I slowly do and scrutinize my look. My curly hair is messy, my lips are swollen and reddish. Hesitantly I look down towards my neck and literally momentarily freeze.

I gasp after a few seconds from forgetting to breath.

Suddenly there is a knock on the door.

"Give me a minute please!"

I shout and quickly look in the cabinet to search for my foundation. I quickly pour a generous amount on the inside of my palm, and quickly work it into my hickey. I don't get to finish before the door is open. I let out a relieved sigh as I see it is Kye and not Haley or Henry.

"What are you doing?"

He asks looking really pissed.

"What did you do to my neck?"

I say just as irritated.

I turn back towards the cabinet and search for my powder to put over the foundation.

"Stop that."

Kye says walking towards me, but I just ignore him.

I go back to the cabinet and get some powder to put over the foundation puddle on my neck.

I look in the mirror, and let a sigh of relief as a I succeed in covering my neck.

"You seem really intent on hiding my hickeys from Henry."

He says with such bitterness.

I turn to face him and see that the look he had in his eyes is no longer there anymore. A few moments ago I thought I saw a barrier broken, but now I see that it is build back up and stronger too.

"You should seriously go to the doctor, because I think your father's bipolar syndrome is hereditary."

I regret saying those words once they come out.

I notice there is even a little slackening in Kye's jaw.

"Really that's how you repay me for opening up with you? You throw it back in my fucking face?"

His words are coated in anger, but there is a prominent undertone of hurt.

"I did not mean for it to come out that way, but you are always so hot and cold. I don't know how to talk to you!"

I shout, but in return he crosses his arms like a spoiled brat.

"I'm sorry for how that came out, but I honestly do think you have some type of issue. It has to be anger problems at least."

I am surprised when Kye laughs at my words.

"You are in no place to diagnose me of anger issues. You are the queen of anger issues!"

I roll my eyes.

"Why are you being so defensive?"

I ask.

"Oh so you can come at my whole life and bully me about a medical condition my father has, but once I tell you you are angry allot, I am being defensive?"

"So dramatic!"

I shout.

"Oh so more insults!"

He shouts back making me laugh this time.

"Stop!"

I shout and he laughs in return too.

I just roll my eyes and suddenly I feel his hands wrap around my neck as he kisses me. It's actually passionately. It's scary to think that I am kissing this 31 year old man so passionately. I don't even like him most of the time, but I really like the way he makes me feel. There is a knock on the bathroom door, and Kye chooses that time to slide his tongue in my mouth. I quickly push myself away from him and right after Henry opens the bathroom door.

I turn to see Kye naturally washing his hands as if nothing happened. It makes me question his expertise with these kinds of situations.

"Why are you guys in here for so long?"

Henry asks shocking me.

Kye turns off the water and dries his hands on the towel next to us.

"Look at her neck, and you'll see why."

Kye states nonchalantly while walking off.

My eyes widen as it suddenly hits me. Kye was washing the foundation from my neck off his hands. He purposefully kissed me like that to distract me and wipe the make up from my neck.