Mila
"I love the view, it's so beautiful." I admired the art work hanging on the walls.
Trey wrapped his arms around my waist causing my heart to melt. I rubbed Trey's head as he rested his head in the crook of my neck.
"This is how it should be." I turned around and smiled at him.
Trey smirked and bit his lip as he looked me up and down. I know he's eye fucking me, that's why I purposely wore this see through outfit.
"What you talkin' bout Mila?"
I rested my hands on his shoulders. "I'm saying it should just be me and you, I feel like a side chick even though we aren't officially a couple. We just fuckin' around, and I want to be more then that."
Trey raised an eyebrow. "It's not the right time nor place to be talkin' bout this shit." He whispered.
I sucked my teeth and folded my arms. Here I am once again venting my feelings to him, and of course he don't want to talk about it. Everytime I try to cut him off he always does something to keep me around, why am I so weak when it comes to him? I hate it.
I snatched myself away from Trey's embrace. Trey grabbed my arm pulling me back towards him. I folded my arms and looked him in his eyes.
"What?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Why do you always do this? A nigga just be tryna have a good time wit' you, but you always gotta ruin it and act like a-."
I cut him off.
"A what? A bitch?" I rested my hand on my hip.
Trey rubbed his head in frustration. "That's not what I was about to say Mila." He shook his head.
We both were interrupted by a short white man with gray hair, he looks very wealthy..if you know what I mean.
"Tremaine Neverson, long time no see."
Trey stuck his hand out to shake the mans hand.
"Mr. Wesley, how's it going?" Trey smiled.
Trey
On the outside I was playing my cool, but in the inside my heart was beating hella fast. I ain't suppose to be seen in public booed up with a chick that aint mines. I'm the one who put myself at risk so technically it's my fault.
"I never thought I'd catch you in a muesum. Since when did you gain interest in art?" Wesley asked.
I tucked my hands in my pocket hoping he would change the subject.
"Forget the answer to that question. Are you going to introduce me to this beautiful young lady?" He asked referring to Mila.
Mila glanced over with a warm smile.
"Wesley this is Mila. Mila this is Wesley, a family friend." I introduced the two.
"Mila what a beautiful name to match a beautiful face. How do you two know eachother?"
I nervously looked down at my shoes.
"Trey and I are friends." Mila answered. "Trey I have to get going, I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow."
I squinted my eyes at Mila, I know her little tricks she wants me to chase after her and I'm not this time.
"Well it was nice meeting you Mila, you take care." Wesley shook Mila's hand.
"Thanks Mr. Wesley, you too."
Lauren
This is the second time my co-worker Nina called out. I hate working these later shifts covering for her ass. I like to get in and out, that's why I like my early shifts. I sat at the front desk trying to stay awake. My eyes popped open as a familar face walked in.
"Christian." I smiled.
"You remember my name Lauren. I thought you said you didn't work late shifts." He signed in.
"I don't. My co-worker called out on me again."
Christian frowned his face. "I know that sucks."
I pulled my hair back into a pony tail. "It does, trust me." I pouted.
He licked his lips causing me to stare at them. I never realized his lips were so perfect, they are so pink nice and plump looking like him...
"Lauren, you good?" He chuckled. "You seem a little off today."
I shook my head, finally making eye contact with him. "Yeah I'm fine...just a little tired that's all." I giggled.
"You sure? Seems to me you were staring at my lips." He licked them again and smirked at me.
I gave him a serious face expression. "Why would I be looking at your lips? Cocky much?" I joked.
Christian took his tank top off and hopped on the tread mill. I don't know if it's just me or it's getting hot in here...this man is too sexy..okay let me stop looking at him.
30 minutes later
I handed Christian a water bottle, sweat was pouring down his body. I'm glad my shift is finally over so now I can go home. I cut everything off and locked the door behind Christian and I as we walked out.
"I'll walk you to your car if you don't mind."
I nodded my head as Christian walked me to my car. Once we made it to my car I climbed in getting ready to start it, but it wouldn't start.
"Shit!" I yelled in frustration as I banged the steering wheel.
"I can give you a ride if you need one." Christian offered. "I can come back and look at your car for you tomorrow, if you'd like..right now it's a little to late to be out trying to fool with the car."
At first I wasn't going to get in the car with him since we just met, but Christian doesn't seem like a creep so why not.
"I hope you aren't a serial killer or anything, can I get a picture of you?"
Christian chuckled. "What girl? Are you serious? get in the car."
I snapped a picture of Christian and sent it to my dad.
To daddy: Hey dad, if I go missing this man kidnapped me.
Christian snatched my phone out my hand as I got in his car. Christian covered his face and started dying laughing.
"I've never seen someone do some shit like this before. You're insane Lauren, I like it though." He said through laughs.
What I did was probably a little overboard, but people are crazy out here. I snatched my phone from Christian and relaxed myself as he began to drive me home.
Trey
I was just about to go upstairs and take a shower until the doorbell rung. I opened the door and furrowed an eyebrow as Mila stood there. Mila ran in and jumped in my arms, I ain't ask no questions I used my foot to kick the door shut as we locked lips.
"I hate that I keep running to you, but I can't help it." She said through kisses.
"I want you, I need you bad." She continued kissing me.
I kissed her back as I undressed her. "I want you too Mila."
"Here I am, show me how much you want me and how bad you need me." She bit her bottom lip undressing me.
I didn't even bother looking at the time, Lauren shouldn't be home no time soon...so I should be good.
I carried Mila upstairs and went with the flow as usual...
