She was as sparkling as always. Keida had a reasonable if self-destructive heart. He had sough out other pretty things when he'd seen Haley cry over Cain's scraped up arm once. The boy was nothing if not perceptive. That's why he summarized her intentions with what little information she gave. Damn squeaky clean Cain. He did feel as though they'd just been baking store-bought cookies in her cardboard oven when she greeted him. It was hard for even the stalest personalities not to brighten a bit when she was close. Keida thought he should try to dirty her a little, finally.<br/><br/>"Tell him something. I see." I see your blush. He shrugged as he turned and touched her shoulder subtly to make her follow. He'd picked up on physical cues during his jaunts into adult life. She might also be drawn to him like little prey are to the great hunting grounds where their predators hide. People fall into their own demise by their own accord, he'd noticed. Something about the soul hating the body. "School teaches me stuff, but I can learn from living my own life, too." he answered about his light attendance. She probably didn't want to hear he'd been fucking and drinking.<br/><br/>"I won't be doing college, I think. I'll just steal my dad's bike and take a stroll." It was the actual plan, even though it sounded like a joke. Lonely boy in leather jacket. Sad and adventurous. Sometimes he drew people in with sympathy, and sometimes he spoke to the darkness in people. "What, you don't trust my cooking? What about those treats we used to bake in your room? They were always great, and I was sous chef, wasn't I?" he prattled on until they'd reached his door. He let her in and shut it quickly. She was in the wolf's cave now, on her own accord. "You cook now? Well, let's have it then." he said and waved at the kitchen, like she didn't already know where it was. "And if you think it's too late for breakfast you can make me dinner." It had fast turned from service to slavery. He laughed, light hearted, which he hated, but was kind of inevitable around her.<br/><br/>"Anyway." he said and went into the cooking space with her. It was kind of quaint to have her in his house again. The scent from her hair was familiar but grown up a bit. It did not dissuade his plan, because infatuation will never trump anger. He leaned against the counter and nodded to the fridge like it was a challenge. Keida took her in properly. Sure, the dress was adorable, but he was noticing how she'd sprouted since last. Longer and curvier, like her body had readied itself for him during this time. He turned his head away and hid the biting of his lip in a smile. He wondered where she liked to be licked and bitten.<br/><br/>"So, Haley. Since we're old friends. Whats up with you and Cain?" he asked as he waited for his food. "You look like... you're going on a date or something." Darker voice, accusatory. In a null moment he was behind her, stroking her spine and breathing on the top of her head. "Does he know?" Let's have a secret together. Trust me with your heart first, and your skin will listen.