Chapter 5

The four of them sat quietly for a while. Kelly walked over to Stella and put his arms around her. "Honestly, I don't think any of us can answer that," Kelly said as he looked at Gabby and Casey.

"She deserves to know, but maybe she's too young right now," Casey said.

Gabby shrugged. "I agree she's a little too young to understand that situation. Does Jessica's boys know the truth?'

Stella wiped her eyes and said, "I know she told her oldest Dylan, but I'm not sure about Joshua."

"It's your decision; yes, you should tell her; you don't want to wait too long, and she hates you for keeping the truth from her," Kelly said, and Casey agreed. "You got our support. When you want to tell her, we will be there for you."

Stella smiled and said, "Thanks, that means a lot." She looks at him.

"Your sister isn't stupid enough to tell her, is she?" Gabby asked.

"I'll kill her if she does; I told her months ago that I would explain it to Haley."

The room went quiet again for a moment. "Well, we should get going," Casey said. After a few goodbyes and laughs. Kelly and Stella walked Casey and Gabby to the door and said, "I'll be home as soon as Jennifer drops Haley off." Stella tells Gabby.

"Well, I will be in bed; my husband owes me a full body massage," Gabby said, giving Casey a wink.

"It must be nice," Stella said.

"Oh, it will be," Gabby tells her as they walk out the door.

Stella laughed as she closed the door. Kelly grabs her and kisses her, totally taking her by surprise. Brushing her cheek, he cautiously let his tongue glide between his lips, lightly tasting hers before parting her lips. Her mouth slips open, her tongue moving towards his in a romantic, passionate dance.

Stella pulls back their eyes meet. Kelly moves slowly, not wanting to break the spell that seems to be cast over them. His lips lightly brush against hers again, and surprisingly, he feels her response to him faster this time. Adding pressure to the kiss, he deepens it a little as her tongue begins exploring his lower lip.

Getting swept away Stella gives herself over to the kiss; her heart is racing and her mind is flooded with thoughts, but she ignores everything but the feeling of Kelly's lips against her own. She's dreamed of this for so long, but the reality of it is so much better than her fantasy. His strong fingers brush against her cheek before he trails them over her shoulders and wraps his arms around her, and she feels like she is finally home.

They continue to kiss, their tongues tasting each other, exploring new territory. Kelly buries his hands in the softness of her curly hair. This kiss is way better than their first kiss.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, the two pulled away from each other. Stella leaned up against the wall, trying to catch her breath. Gabby was right—a kiss always means something, and there was definitely something between them. She had never had a kiss like that. She watched him as he walked over to the counter. He took a sip of his water, and all she could think about were his lips on hers. She was jealous of that bottle that his lips were wrapped around.

Kelly needed to put some distance between them; he was glad she stayed against the wall, but then again, all he could think about was having her up against the wall. Casey was right—there was something between them; those kisses were confirmation in his mind. He and Stella had chemistry—a lot of it.

"That was..." she started as she tried to think of a word to describe what just happened. She was still breathing heavily, and her knees were still weak. Yes, she definitely needed more of Kelly Severide.

"Mind-blowing," Kelly said, as they locked eyes again from across the room.

She smiled at him. "What exactly was that?" she asked him, trying to figure out where this left them.

Kelly smiled, "A game," he joked. "Wanna play again?" he asked as he walked back over towards her.

"Yes," she whispered, and as he stepped in front of her again, she leaned towards him and he licked his lips in anticipation, sure that she was about to kiss him.

"But we really shouldn't!" Stella exclaimed, moving away from him. Kelly frowned as he watched her walk away. He walked after her; she sat on the couch. He sat down next to her, worried that she was starting to regret what happened between them. She had her face turned away from him.

He reached for her face, turning it to face him again. She was smiling mischievously as if she knew exactly what she had just done. He lowered his lips to hers, and she melted into them. He had to suppress a moan; her lips were so soft and inviting. She let herself fall so that her back hit the couch, and Kelly covered her body with his.

"Mmm.' He murmured, and Stella couldn't help but giggle slightly. She couldn't believe he had her giggling; she hadn't giggled since she was a little girl, and Grant never made her giggle.

Kelly pressed himself into her slightly, and she had to suppress a moan. He chuckled hollowly against her neck, as though knowing the effect he had on her. Stella tugged his face from her collarbone, and he gave her a grin before she forced his lips down and onto hers, their tongues meeting again. His mouth moved down to her neck, gently sucking and biting. His hand slowly moved to the strap of her dress and pulled down. "Kelly," she let out a soft moan. As his hand came into contact with her hard nipple. He pulls back and slips down both straps, revealing her breasts. He kisses her again as his hand squeezes her breast.

" Kelly... " She moans as he starts to kiss her neck, then her collarbone, then her breast. He licked around her nipple before taking it in his mouth. "Oh, Kelly..." she moaned. It's been years since a guy has sucked her nipple; she forgot what it felt like. His hand went under her dress, rubbing her mount through her panties. " Yes..."

Kelly was getting harder by the minute. He wanted her, he needed her, and he hasn't touched a woman like this in years. The doorbell rang, and Kelly groaned in Stella's mouth.

"Seriously?" He whispered, and Stella couldn't find it in herself to disagree, not when his mouth was on her skin; she was enjoying it.

The doorbell rang again, and Stella broke their kiss. He groaned pleadingly, but she smiled and lightly pushed his shoulder. He sighed, gave her another kiss, and headed towards the door, opening it harder than he would usually have.

'What?' He said it louder than he should have, and Stella laughed to herself.

'Hey handsome," Stella heard Jessica say.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, clearly pissed off, that she had ruined what he hoped would have led up to his bedroom.

Jennifer and the girls decided to stop for ice cream after the movie. They sat in the back in a booth and She asked, "So did you girls like the movie?"

"Yes," they both said.

"Thank you, Grandma, for the movie and the ice cream," Madison said as she took a bit of her chocolate mint ice cream.

"Yeah, thanks," Haley repeated. As she also took a bit of her brownie fudge ice cream.

"You both are welcome." Jennifer smiled at them. "So, let's have a little talk."

"About what?" they both asked curiously.

Jennifer bit her lip as she thought about how to talk to them. "Your parents." She watched as their eyes widened and confusion appeared on their faces. She hopes Gabby's plan works.

"What about them?" Haley asked as she tipped her head to the side.

"Well, I think your mom," she said to Haley, " and your dad," she said, looking at Madison. "Are lonely."

"What do you mean lonely?" Haley asked as she put her spoon down. "Mama got me," she said in her most serious six-year-old voice.

"Daddy has me," Madison said proudly as she smiled at her grandma.

"Yeah, they do, and they love you very much." She said, smiling at them," But adults need time with other adults too." She paused as she thought about how to say what she was trying to say to them. "See, I have Roger; he loves me, and I love him, and he's there for me.

"You mean Mama needs a boyfriend?" Haley interrupted her with a smile.

Jennifer was shocked. "Um... what do you know about having a boyfriend?" she asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"I watch Grey's Anatomy and Teen Mom with Aunt Jessica. And you think Mama needs a boyfriend; she doesn't have anyone to hug or kiss, or to hold hands with, or to watch adult movies with, and she never goes out on a date."

Jennifer just shook her head and asked, "Does your mama know you watch that?" Jennifer had to ask; she wasn't sure a six-year-old should be watching stuff like that.

"No, Aunt Jessica said that there is something Mama doesn't need to know."

Jennifer nodded. "Um... Anyway, "

"Hey, I have an idea," Madison yelled and interrupted Jennifer. "You know Ryan in our classroom," Haley nodded, "and you knew April." Haley nodded again. "Ryan's dad married April's mom, and now they are brother and sister. "Your mom should marry my dad so we can be sisters," Madison said excitedly as she turned sideways to face Haley.

"Yeah, we could be best sister friends," Haley said happily as she hugged Madison, "that would be so cool. We would be together all the time, and we could live together."

"And your dad could paint my room green like yours, and I could tell everyone that I do have a dad," Haley said as she smiled.

"Yes, and I could tell everyone I have a mom," Madison said excitedly. "Grandma, won't that be cool?"

Jennifer's eyes widened; this talk was going better than she expected. "Okay girls, slow down; they just can't run off and get married," Jennifer told them. She felt bad as their smiles fell.

"Why not?" both girls asked sadly.

"People have to be in love and want to get married."

"Oh, so they don't love each other?" Haley asked as she crossed her arms and started to pout.

"No, not yet, but I think there's a chance that it could happen; they just need a little push."

"What do you mean?" Madison asked as she and Haley leaned forward, listening to her,

Both girls smiled and listened to Jennifer tell them what they could do to help their parents fall in love faster. Gabby told Jennifer that there was already something between the two, but knowing Stella, she would find a way to push Kelly away.

Mean well back at Kelly's... Kelly and Stella were just interrupted by Jessica.

" I got wine for Stella," Jessica said as she entered Kelly's house. " You got a nice house." She tells him to look around. " You must have money"

Kelly raised his eyebrow at Jessica. Stella, who was still sitting on the couch, shook her head. She knew Jessica was going to show up here at some point. Jessica doesn't like to be turned down. Stella smiled as she heard Kelly.

"Well, I hate to disappoint you." Kelly said as he thought about what to say, "Stella's not here; she went to the movies with the girls." He lied; he didn't like to lie or to be lied to, but he didn't care; he was finally alone with Stella, and he wasn't ready to let it end yet.

"Oh, well, that's too bad; I guess I will keep you company," Jessica said in a husky voice. She winked at him, then tried to walk into Kelly's living room, but Kelly stopped her.

"No, I don't need your company."

"Why" Jessica frowns,

He squinted at her for a moment, thinking about what to tell her. "I'm kind of on a date," he lied.

"A date?" she asked in a disbelieving tone.

"Yeah, so I would appreciate it if you could leave. I want to spend some time alone with her before my daughter gets home."

"Okay," she said, still curious, but she decided to let it go for now. "I'll let you get back to your date; here's my number; call me sometime, whether it's day or night." She said as she handed him a business card, with a huge grin, then she leans up against his ear and whispered, "I prefer night; I'm good at night company."

"Good night, Jessica," he told her in an annoyed voice, wishing she would just leave.

"Good night, handsome," she whispered as she touched his cheek with her left hand. "Dream of me, Kelly," she said with a sexy smirk. Then she turned around and walked away. Kelly shook his head before closing the door and walking back to where Stella was sitting. He smiled as he approached her and said, "So that was...

"My sister," she finished for him, giving him a small smile. "I heard her."

Kelly watched as she looked down at her hands. "Are you okay?" he asked. As he sat down beside her, he tried to pull her close to him, but she wouldn't let him.

"I should go," she announced as she stood up. "Ask your mom if she could please drop Haley off for me," she said as she walked towards the door.

"Stella, don't go." He begged as he grabbed her arm, "Stay, please." He pulled her to him.

"She likes you," she whispered, looking down at the floor.

'What?" He asked her confusedly, and he lifted her chin so he could look her in the eyes. Knowing her for almost two months now, he was starting to read her eyes like his favorite book.

"Jessica, she likes you, so watch out; she always gets what she wants," she said sadly as she closed her eyes like she knew he was reading her.

"Well, she's not getting me." He told her in the most serious voice she had ever heard, "I have my eye on someone else." She opened her eyes. Kelly grinned, tucking a stray curl behind her ear and leaning down to kiss her, his hand cupping her cheek tenderly. "What's wrong?" he asked, as he felt her tears on his hands.

"Grant said the same thing," she said and she pulled away from him. "Good night, Kelly," she said, then walked out the door. Leaving him more confused than ever. He shook his head before opening the door, shocked that she was sitting on the step. He didn't say anything; he just sat down beside her, watching as tears fell from her beautiful eyes. "I can't do this," she whispered. "I thought I could; I liked kissing you; I did, but..."

"But what?"

"Once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again," she said as she wiped her eyes. "You have a fear that every person is going to break your heart."

"Stella..." he began.

"I think it's best if we just pretend what happened in there didn't happen." She said, cutting off whatever he was going to say; she didn't look at him; she couldn't. "We could just stay friends, at least for the girl's sake." She sighed as she stood up, "It's okay if you want to call Jessica; she is a wonderful, smart girl. You guys have a lot in common." She smiled at him.

"I don't want her, Stella; I want you. I don't care that she likes me. I like you."

Stella closed her eyes and said, "Kelly, you are an amazing guy; any girl would be happy to go out with you."

"I don't want any girl; I want you."

Stella sighed. "I don't want you, Kelly; you and I are like fire and gasoline. I'm not good for you, and you're not good for me."

Kelly knew she was purposely sabotaging them. "I don't believe you, Stella; you felt something when we kissed; don't lie; don't hide from it."

"I didn't feel anything," she tells him, looking him in the eyes.

Kelly was going to respond, but his mom pulled in. "Hey, mama!" Haley yelled, jumping out of Jennifer's SUV.

"Hey baby girl," she said. As she pulled her up. "Did you like the movie?"

"It was great."

"Thank you for taking her, Jennifer," Stella tells her.

Jennifer sensed that something was going on between the two; Stella looked like she was about to cry. And her son looked confused and lost. "Anytime Stella."

"Let's get you home. Tell everyone bye."

"Bye Madison, bye Jennifer, bye Kelly," Haley said.

"Bye, Haley, and bye, Stella," Madison said.

"Have a good night, Stella and Haley," Jennifer said.

Kelly didn't say anything; he just sat on the step, staring at Stella. Stella walked away without looking back.

"Daddy, are you okay?" Madison asked, noticing her dad looked sad.

"Hey Madison, why don't you go get ready for bed, and Grandma will read any book you want her to?"

Madison's face lit up. "Okay, Grandma."

Jennifer sat down beside him and wrapped her arm around his shoulder. "What happened?"

"I thought we were on the same page; I thought she wanted what I wanted, but I was wrong."

The next morning, Kelly was awoken by the ringing of a bell; it took him a few moments to realize it was the doorbell. He sighed as he climbed out of bed, threw on his jeans from last night, and walked down the stairs.

He unlocked the front door, opening it. His heart pounded within his chest. Every day his eyes beheld her, and every day her beauty seemed to flourish more overnight. Her black hair was pulled into a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck, framing it subtly. Her deep brown eyes always seemed to be holding back some sort of secret. He longed to look into them and learn what they were, to have her deepest desires transmitted into his eyes, to feel every word she said pulse within his veins.

She was wearing a simple short cotton yellow shirt and a black skirt. He let his eyes scan down to her legs, swallowing hard when he thought about last night and what could have happened if she hadn't walked away.

"Hey," he said, leaning against the door frame.

"H…hi…" she stuttered quietly. trying not to stare at his bare chest.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, and she questioned why she was here so early.

She shook her head gently. "Oh. N, no, not at all," she assured him, smiling naturally." I was picking Madison up, remember I told you I would drop the girls off this morning?

"Damn, I must have slept through the alarm."

"I'm almost ready, Daddy," Madison said from the top of the stairs:

"Well, apparently she didn't sleep in." He laughed. Stella smiled. "About last night, I'm sorry. I hope I didn't ruin our friendship." Their eyes locked.

"Look, we got carried away; it didn't mean a thing." She lied, still looking him in the eyes. "Kelly, I don't want to ruin the girl's friendship, so we can hang out when we're with them. But it's best we keep our distance. "

"Okay, if you think that's what's best," Kelly said as Stella broke their eye contact.

" I do."

Kelly sighed. "Stella, I know you felt something; you're just scared and...

"Kelly, I have a date tonight." She said, cutting him off.

Kelly arched his back and didn't believe her. "So do I," he tells her, hoping he's calling her bluff.

Her eyes widen. "Good for you; see, we are both moving on."

"I'm ready, Stella," Madison said as she walked up to them. "Bye, Daddy, I love you."

"Have a good day, princess," Kelly said as he kissed Madison's cheek.

"Bye, Kelly," Stella said as she grabbed Madison's hand.

That evening, Stella was in the kitchen washing dishes. "So, you have a date tonight?" Gabby asked as she came into the kitchen.

"Kelly has a big mouth."

"What time is your date? What's his name?"

"I don't know."

"You have a date but don't know what time. or his name?" Gabby eyed her. knowing she was lying.

Stella sighed loudly. "Okay, I don't have a date; I just told him that to get him off the subject of us."

"Yeah, I figured," Gabby said as she sat down. "You like him, so why are you lying to him?"

"I'm lying to him because I like him; I like him too much."

Gabby gave her a confused look. "That doesn't make sense."

"I'm scared, Gabby; I don't want to get hurt; my past has left me scared to even give my heart away again."

"Stella, getting over a difficult experience is much like crossing monkey bars. You have to let go at some point in order to move forward." She put her arm around her friend and said, " And I believe Kelly would be at the end of those monkey bars to catch you if you wanted him to."

Stella smiled and said, " I believe that too, but it still scares me."

"Aunt Gabby." Madison's voice broke through their conversation.

Stella's eyes widen. "Why are they here?"

"The girls wanted to have a tea party with their favorite aunt."

"Damn Gabby, you could have warned me."

"Oops. My fault." Gabby said it with a huge smile. "Hey baby girl, go get Haley, and I'll start the tea."

Kelly walked into the kitchen. "Hey, I thought you had a date."

Stella looked down at the floor, embarrassed. "She got stood up," Gabby said when she realized that Stella couldn't think of anything to say.

"Who in the hell would stand you up?" Kelly said in a surprised tone. "Clearly he has no taste."

Stella smiled, " I thought you have a date?" She asked him, giving him a questionable look.

He rubbed the back of his neck, as Stella and Gabby stared at him. " I lied, " he shrugged.

Stella smiled and looked down at the floor. "Hey Stella, can I ask you a question?" Madison said as she walked over to her.

"You sure can."

"Aunt Gabby said you were a cheerleader when you were in high school."

"Yes, I was."

"Really?" Kelly couldn't help but say, as Stella looked at him as his eyes looked her up and down, "Damn, I would have loved to see that." He whispered, but Stella heard him.

Stella just blushed, and she turned her attention back to Madison. "Cool, could you teach me how to be one?"

"Yeah, I would love to,"

"Thanks; the YMCA is having tryouts, and I want to be a cheerleader."

"You do?" Kelly asked as he walked over to the fridge, "Since when?"

"Since always, Daddy, I was scared to try it out, but Aunt Gabby said Stella knows a lot about cheerleading, so I thought it would be cool if she could teach me."

Kelly just nodded at her, then his eyes moved to Stella as he tried to picture her as a cheerleader. Damn, he thought he would give anything to see her in that uniform. He swears Madison was reading his mind for what she said next.

"Do you still have your uniform?"

Stella thought for a moment: "I do; it's in the storage unit. I think."

"Awesome,"

"Yeah, awesome. You should model it for us sometime." Kelly told her, and as he sent her a wink, Stella blushed.

Gabby watched as her plan started to come together. "Oh Kelly, Haley here has something to ask you," she said as she looked at Haley.

"What's up, pretty girl?" Kelly asked, turning his attention to Haley.

"I want to play basketball, and Aunt Gabby said you used to play and that you helped coach it before."

"Since when did you want to play basketball?" Stella asked her daughter before Kelly could answer her.

"Since always, mama, I want to try out for the girl team at the YMCA."

"Well, honey, I would love to teach you everything I know about the sport if it's okay with your mom."

Stella looked at Kelly, then back at Haley, and said, "It's fine with me, baby."

"Thank you, mama."

"Stella, come to the living room; I'll show you my cheer," Madison said.

"I'm coming," Stella said as she and Haley walked to the living room.

Gabby watched as Kelly watched Stella walk out of the room, saying, "Look, I have an idea if you're up for it."

Kelly looked at her and said, "If it's an idea on how I could get Stella alone again, I'm in."

Kelly and Gabby walked into the room a few moments later. "Hey girls, the tea is ready. Let's start the party." Gabby said, happily, she was beyond happy her plan was falling together; everything seemed like it was going to work out.

"Come on, girls," Gabby said as she walked out of the kitchen, silently nodding to Kelly.

Kelly nodded, and he stood there staring at Stella. She smiled nervously, then started to walk out of the room.

"Wait," he demanded, reaching out and grabbing her arm. He stopped her and stepped in front of her, his hand still holding her wrist loosely. His light-blue eyes stared into hers for a moment. She looked nervous, shaking underneath his grip a little. He let go and flashed a nervous grin. "Listen, I was just wondering if you'd like to go and grab a bite to eat tomorrow or something. I mean, you could even come over, and I'd cook. I'm pretty good at it." He laughed.

She responded to his joke with the same giggle she had last night when they were making out. "Uh, I have to see."

"Please? It would mean a lot to me. How about Friday night? I'll cook you dinner. Gabby and Casey want to take the girls to the fair."

She bit the inside of her lip for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah. Sure. That'd be great."

He smiled and clasped his hands together excitedly. "Alright, good. Around seven?"

She nodded and said, "I'll see you Friday at seven." She then walked out of the room. Kelly smiled to himself, "This is good.

Friday night came fast, and Stella and Kelly didn't spend more than five minutes together all week. Stella was busy teaching Madison some cheers. She spent a lot of time with Kelly's daughter this week, learning a lot about him.

Kelly was teaching Haley about basketball and learning things about Stella. He wasn't sure why Haley kept bringing up her mom and telling him all kinds of stories about her. But he wasn't going to complain; he loved learning new things about her every day.

Between making sure everything was perfect on the table, preparing dinner, and checking the clock on the wall repeatedly, he was a nervous wreck. Although he was wearing a comfortable, light blue dress shirt and khakis, it felt as though he was wearing full body armor. As the minute hand ticked past five, he began to question if she was ever going to show up. He wasn't exactly prepared to eat the full meal he had prepared himself.

Finally, at ten after, there was a soft, almost unheard knock at the front door. He wiped his sweaty palms on the legs of his pants before opening them. Immediately, the beauty standing at the front door took his breath away. She had let her hair down, the tips curling under. She was wearing a nearly unnoticeable amount of makeup and looked flawless, almost like a painting. He knew that she was attractive, but standing here under the illumination of the porch light, that prettiness was surpassed beyond his wildest dreams. She was indescribably stunning.

"I got nervous," she admitted modestly. They smiled at each other before he stepped aside, allowing her to pass through the doorway.

"It's understandable." He told her because he was beyond nervous. "Can I take your jacket?" he asked as she slid her jean jacket off her slender arms. The straps of the reserved evening dress she wore rested on her soft shoulders. The fabric of the dress clung to her body in all the right places.

"It smells great. What'd you make?" she asked, sitting on the edge of the couch.

"A fresh garden salad, chicken, and garlic bread. Nothing too extreme," he admitted.

"Not for a chef, at least," she joked. She half-smiled at him.

He smiled back. "Are you ready to eat?"

She nodded. "Absolutely. "I'm starving," she confessed.

They sat at the table and divided the food among themselves. The dinner conversation was never-ending. They shared stories of the past, of their families, and their hopes, dreams, and aspirations.

"That was amazing," she said, placing her dirty dishes in the empty sink next to his.

"Why, thank you. Not bad for a non-chef, eh?" he asked, nudging her as he sprayed the tableware with the remaining particles.

She laughed and shook her head. "Nope, not bad at all. I appreciate your cooking tonight. It was well worth it."

"Well, worth what?" he asked, looking at her confused as he wiped his wet hands on a nearby towel.

She smiled and shrugged as she walked into the living room. He watched as she lowered herself onto his couch and crossed her legs. "Well, worth what?" he questioned again, following her.

She pulled him onto the couch next to her with her hand. She sat up in front of him and placed her face inches from his, their noses almost touching. "Worth having to fight my desire for you," she replied in a sultry whisper before pressing her lips to his aggressively.

For a moment, he was taken back. He never expected this; well, he wished for it, but he didn't think it was going to happen. They kissed as if they were lovers from a past life, finding each other after years of separation. He ran his fingers through her hair and pressed himself closer to her. Her body felt comfortable next to his as if he were a key and she was a lock that he was designed specifically for.

"I want you," she whispered between their kisses. "So bad."

Without severing the tie between their lips, he laid her on the sofa and settled his body to the left of her clamped legs. He ran his fingertips down her neck, between her breasts, and over her stomach. "I want you to," he whispered against her lips. "You're beautiful," he whispered, looking into her eyes.

She smiled slightly. "I can tell that you mean that. Most men just say it for the effect, to get into my pants."

He brushed his lips lightly across her lips, barely touching them. "I'm not saying anything to get into your pants." He sat up, bringing her with him. "Besides, you're not wearing any," he joked.

She laughed and punched him playfully, then looked at him seductively. "If I were, would you want them?" He nodded and kissed her again sweetly. He bowed his head to kiss her neck.

"Mmm," she moaned as she took her free hand to stroke the side of his face. "Kelly"

"Hmm," he said, now moving to her throat. She was feeling very turned on.

The doorbell rang. "What the hell?"

"Apparently no one wants us to actually have sex." She joked.

"Apparently so," Kelly said in a furious tone.

Stella kissed him. "Stay here, calm down," she told him, pointing to his hard-on. "I'll get the door."

Stella fixed her dress before opening the door. "Jessica, why are you here?" Stella asked, annoyingly.

"Kelly invited me over," Jessica said, with a smirk.