Any other man would have scrambled away like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. But Kevin was not any other man to be intimidated like that.
Nonchalantly, he gently pulled out and allowed me to move my legs down off his shoulders. Worry furrowed my brow. However, Kevin gave me a calm smile and kissed away the concern that was creasing my forehead. Then he stood up and turned towards Alyssa, not bothering to cover himself up.
“I’m sorry, Alyssa. We didn’t mean to make you come looking for us,” he responded with a dangerous calm in his tone.
It sounded like a warning for her to settle down, but Alyssa paid no attention to it.
“Is that honestly why you think I’m pissed?” she asked in disbelief.
I grabbed my clothes and scrambled into them in such haste that I almost fell a couple of times trying to get my pants on. Thankfully, Kevin helped me keep balance with a small, amused smile.
“A-Alys- Mistress…” I stuttered out once I was fully clothed.