Chapter 13: Kiara is Closer to Satan
Ethan
I stared at the wavy strands of Kiara’s hair, twirling my finger around the soft brown hair. My head was on her lap and we were sitting on the couch alone while everyone watched the movie Warrior. It was basically a white wall with a projector and mattresses, blankets, and pillows on the floor.
“Man, I want to be like Tom Hardy,” Kiara whispered halfway through the movie. I nodded aimlessly. I was busy playing with the ends of her hair and her soft, nimble fingers.
I asked, “Why? Do you want to have muscles like him?”
I ran my hand on the golden ring she was wearing on her right ring finger. She adored that ring to death, and I knew she felt naked if she didn’t wear it. I wanted to kiss her finger, so I did.
She chuckled softly and looked down at me. “No, silly. I want to fight like him. Those punches and kicks. Bam, bam!” She pretended to punch the imaginary fighter across her, making me grin at how adorable she was.