Chapter 36

Kayla "Oh! Carl, help me get in some clothes," I rush out, walking to the closet with him trailing behind me. I can't believe we just did that. Damn, I was so fucking horny out there. I can't let that happen again. We need to hurry before my dad kills grandpa. "Easy, babe, he won't kill him. Maybe just roughen him up or something," he mumbles, looking through my clothes, but I am not convinced. My dad has a bad temper, and he might do something out of rage that he'll regret later. "You don't know that, Carl," I retort. He pulls out shorts and panties before kneeling on one knee to help me put them on. I think there is nothing to hide from him anymore; he practically knows me in and out. "You trust people easily, angel. That will easily hurt you someday," Carl says, doing the zipper and the button of my shorts, but I ignore him. "Let's go", I mumble, holding his hand, but he stops me. " Don't I get a kiss after everything?" he smirks, and my face reddens. Why did he have to bring that u