Day 39

So, I enter Kyle's room today and he's blowing bubbles. "Uh, hello?" I asked him as I waved some bubbles that were coming my way with my hand. "Where'd you get the bubble juice from?"

I sat near him and he blew some bubbles in my face. "Abraham. He has younger siblings so there's always a supply of bubble juice in his home."

I smirk as I said, "Oh? That explains Abraham's big brother vibe."

"What?! I'm a big brother too, Renata!"

"No, you're a rare exception," I replied. "Eternally young while your younger brother is the older man."

Kyle blew another barrage of bubbles in my face. "I might agree with you, Renata."

I pull out Kyle's birthday card from my backpack. "Are you trying to irritate me by blowing bubbles in my face, Kyle?"

"No, I'm doing it to distract you," he replied.

I had Kyle's birthday card in my lap when I looked up at him again. Only to see the biggest group of bubbles in my face. One second, I'm smirking and the next, I'm being kissed by none other than Kyle.

My brain was lost as I kissed him back. I should've pulled away, save myself. I didn't.

When the kiss ended, Kyle leaned to me and whispered. "Renata, will you do me the honor, of being my mistress?"

"What?"

Kyle pulled away from me as he set the bubble juice on his side table. "I know I'm married, but whenever I'm with her and my kids I think of you. My muse."

"You know you're not really married right?" I asked him softly. "If you were truly married, I wouldn't be saying yes."

"Yes to being my mistress?" he asked me playfully.

I swipe the bubble juice from his side table and blew bubbles in his face. "Yes, and you don't have to distract me to kiss me."

"Well, aren't you full of surprises," said Kyle playfully. I blew another bash of bubbles but he grabbed his birthday card and used it as a shield. "Bet you wished you thought of doing that before I did, huh?"

"It is what it is," I answered back with a heavy sigh. "Now, are you going to read your card or not?"

He slowly opened it and quickly smirked through it and smirked as he read aloud, "Your daughter has you wrapped around her finger as on your 35th birthday you and your family takes a trip to Disney World. Where you go on every kid ride with your little Princess...or at least, the ones you're able to squeeze into."

Kyle closed his birthday card and narrows his eyes at me. "Renata did you just say I will have dad weight?"

"Yes, you will have dad weight."

"If I have a mistress then how on Earth could I have dad weight?!" he exclaimed as he placed his birthday card with a smack on his table near his bed.

"It's because you happen to actually catch the eye of the rare mistress who thinks you're a snack. Dad weight or no."