𝐆𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

25

From Tae's point of view, she didn't know what was said during the conversation between Tim and Chantel.

She could only watch as they, what looked to be, flirted.

30 minutes earlier

"Hey." Chantel greeted Tim.

He examined her body up and down, looking at how nicely her leggings hugged her ass.

"Wassup, what's yo name?" he licked his lips.

"Chantel..." she bit hers "What's yours?"

Tae noticed the flirtatious look on her face as she spoke to Tim.

"Ugh." Tae rolled her eyes at the sight of them.

Tim played with his beard, towering over Chantel "I'm Tim but my friends call me T."

"Hmm." Chantel nodded.

They spoke for some time until Chantel wanted to take their conversation elsewhere.

"You wanna go somewhere more private?" she asked.

Tim smiled.

Chantel took that as a hint that he did in fact want to go somewhere private.

She held his hand, guiding him in the house.

Dee's bathroom was the only place that wasn't loud or occupied.

Chantel went in, Tim right after.

"So..." she leaned back against the sink "You gotta bitch?"

Tim said wow.

She got straight to the point.

"I mean I talk to this girl but it ain't too serious."

Tim didn't know where he and Tae's relationship stood.

He did want to be with her and to her they were probably dating but he was single.

"Is she the one with the same fit as you?" Chantel questioned; Tim nodded.

"Ok then I got a question." Chantel was no longer leaned against the sink.

She was now standing directly in front of Tim.

"She ever suck ya dick?" she rubbed against his print.

Tim laughed, "The fuck typa question is that?"

"I'm just curious." she smiled.

Tim couldn't deny she was bad, but did he really want to hurt Tae for a bitch he barely knew?

"Curious about what exactly?" Tim stopped her hand.

Chantel got on her knees.

"I just wanna know if my head game better than hers." she looked up him, unbuttoning his pants.

Tim couldn't really comprehend what was happening.

By the time he did, she was already going down on him.

"Goddamn!" Tim shouted as she bobbed her head back and forth.

He didn't know if he should stop her or let her keep going.

Tim attempted to move her, but he enjoyed what she was doing too much to actually stop her.

"Should I stop?" Chantel licked her lips.

Tim shook his head "Ion want you to but you need to."

He didn't have the heart or energy to put Tae in another situation to get hurt again.