Chapter 200 Bait Taken (2/2)

”Oh, Xing Han,” Ali said, ”Stop looking at Kyle like he's your pork chops.”

”Somehow ... that came out wrong, Ali,” Sam pointed out.

”Kyle is my pork chops,” Xing Han commented.

”Okay, now that sounded way worse,” Sam said, rolling his eyes, ”Mind your language around Betty.”

”Pah,” Xing Han snorted, ”Your Betty isn't that innocent anymore. You're forever finding ways to keep on ...”

Sam rushed over, putting his hand on Xing Han's mouth, his face beet red. Beatrice wasn't around, which was why Xing Han could be so open about it. Still, it didn't mean that he liked hearing Xing Han say it.

Xing Han took Sam's hand off his mouth then started singing, ”Sam and Betty, sitting in a tree, K- ...”

Sam quickly and decisively took Xing Han's bag of pork chops, then ran off. Xing Han watched Sam disappear in shock before he got his wits back and started wailing, rushing after him.

Kyle looked at Kay and the disappearing duo, ”Has it been like this the past week?”

Kay rolled her eyes and merely answered, ”You have NO idea.”

Kyle placed another bag on Kay's desk, kissing the top of her head as he did so, ”From Mum.” It was Kay's favourite cheesecake, plus some pastries that Kyle that could only be gotten from home.

He then walked to the front of the class, placing the last bag on the counter and told the others, ”Some snacks from home. Help yourselves.”

”Looks like you're not going to be around for the next few months?” Kay asked as Kyle walked back to his desk.

”Yup,” he confirmed.

[Will need some tech and intel as well. The shooting at Mansion BMX is only for a month, so I need to make my move within that time frame]

[Will Sam be with you the entire time?] Kay asked.

[He has to be]

[Think he's ready?] Kay asked worriedly.

Kyle tapped the table with his pen, thinking hard [It's nothing serious as he's just the support. It's not even close to what you did with Kazuya]

Kay shuddered a bit at that memory. She is SO glad to just be the tech support now.

✿✿ Mansion BMX ✿✿

Samantha was amazed as she looked at the information her people got for her.

That young stud was Kyle Smith?

A freaking FOURTEEN-year-old boy?!

A kid who ... who ... who could do that to her wasn't a normal kid.

Samantha ran her fingers on the A3 size picture of Kyle. It was the same black-and-white sexy picture of Kyle that Chad had seen. Her fingers paused on his slightly exposed abs and she smiled, remembering the real deal that she had shamelessly touched.

Her face became flushed when she remembered his hands and lips ... and she felt her core tingling all over again. She banged her fist on his picture, right on the face and growled. Ever since that day, none of the guys she called up could satisfy her the way he had.

Even when she told them what to do, they just couldn't do it.

It frustrated her to no end.

She recalled the words he had said to her that day. That she deserved to be made love to by one who truly loves her for who and what she is.

It sounded nice and all but what guy would actually look at her in that way? To see her for who she is, and not just at her body? Or her money?

No one.

Other than ...

Samantha looked again at Kyle's picture.

Well, he had admitted to her being a highly desirable woman, right? With one of the most beautiful bodies that he had ever seen.

Samantha leaned on the table, putting her head on Kyle's picture as she traced his body with her finger. She began thinking of several things and started smiling.

There was a lot of work to do.