"I'm going to kick your ass, that's what is going to happen," Kyle whisper-yelled.
Someone scoffed. "You're such a dramatic, Kyleon. We both know you can't."
The someone sounded like Sabastian.
"I told you not to go near her," Kyle gritted out.
"And, I didn't," came Sabastian's immediate response. "She's the one who came to me. I don't even know what you see in these girls."
Ugh! Right, he was such a show-off.
"Just fuck off, Wolfie," Kyle snapped. "Fuck right off."
Before the argument continued any further, I turned and my eyelids parted. Kyle was pacing the front of the bed. He noticed my movement and paused. The cloud over his face vanished with a sigh.
"You see," Sabastian pointed out, "she's okay. You can take your panties out of that twist."
Kyle shook his head. No doubt, he wanted to get rid of the annoying voice in it.
"Are you okay?" He smiled.
I bit my bottom lip and nodded.
