Just the trigger. Not the sound of a gun. I opened my eyes to Naomi who was biting down on her lips, her eyes holding unrestrained anger. She looked about to hit Kyran, but when he fell to the floor, she would lay on him and kiss him the way she had seen him kiss me. That was what I saw in her eyes. The bare heart of a woman who wants so desperately for one man's attention. One man who is unfortunately taken. One man who is not willing to make any space whatsoever for her in his life. Because I am here. Because he is aware of my presence, and he is making her aware of it too.
"You don't have the guts, Naomi. That's how i knew." He turned away from her and went back to his original positing atop the deep freezer, his position laid back with only a hand supporting his frame.
"What does it take?" She asked after swallowing, as if she decided to put down her pride. He eyes watered as she looked at me. "What does she have that I dnt?"
