Conway PV
It's a Friday night yet I'm lying on my bed staring into the fucking dark, when I should be out partying. But anything is better than making up with that fucker, Logan.
The guys and I were going to meet up tonight so that we can resolve the issues between Logan and I. Instead, my old lady forced me to stay for dinner. Apparently she has guests coming over tonight.
Maybe I should just remake my photo collage.
I stand up to turn the lights on but I stop in my tracks when a sudden movement catches my attention. I see a shadow pass from under my bedroom door.
That's strange 'cause Jonathan and mom hardly ever come to this part of the house, now who's out there? Are my step-siblings home?
Their en suit bedroom is the only bedroom downstairs. The two main bathrooms are up here on this floor. So is the guest room, Kachi, Alroy and my room.
The kitchen, living room, dinning area and the study are also downstairs. My mom and Jonathan's room is in an entirely different floor.
Was it maybe a snake?
I switch the lights on and slip on my black and white Adidas peep toe sandals. I walk out the door but stop in my tracks. I blink a few times just to make sure that my eyes aren't playing tricks on me.
What the fuck is she doing in my house?
I see that she's lost in thought so I stand where I am, and take in her fine statuesque. Well she doesn't look too bad. Fuck! I should have brought my camera with me.
The bright yellow skirt highlights her long coffee toned legs. And is she not wearing a bra? Her perky nipples poke through her close fitting black tank top. I feel my crotch stir in my pants. Her short curly hair makes her lean neck stand out. She's such a noble simplicity.
Damn, I'd wrap my hand around that throat and bend her over.
Snap out of it you moron! What is wrong with you? You can bang anyone but her. Stay clear of her remember?
She doesn't notice my presence, a faraway look is in her big eyes. I'm about to ask what the hell she's doing here when she trips over the barbells that I used earlier.
Panic courses through me and with lightening speed I react. My hands go around her tiny waist, steadying her before I can even stop them. She always appears tall from a distance but right now, in my arms she's so tiny. I tower over her.
"Careful.", my voice comes out lower than I intended. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, she trembles slightly.
"Are you okay?", I gently pull her to my front, inhaling some more of her bewitching bubblegum scent.
"Y-yes...I am fine.", she stutters. I feel myself get hard at the proximity of our bodies. It's probably because I haven't gotten laid in a while. It must be too long if even she affects me like this. I smirk when she hiccups at the feel of my hard on.
Get a grip idiot. Not her!
"Why are you always so clumsy? Are stupid or what? Fucking dork! What the fuck are you even doing here? ", I sneer at her. Tears immediately well up in her eyes.
I get an unsettling feeling in my chest at the sight but I ignore it. She's such a crybaby. A tear slips from her eye as she rushes past me and runs down the stairs.
When did she turn into a crybaby?
That's exactly why I must stay clear of her.
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