The Boss [LGBT]

Chapter 12

"I didn't know you wear makeup."

"Sometimes."

"I like it. Screw gender roles."

I smiled at Lafayette in the mirror as I applied mascara. I only wore it when I went to a really gay club, which was the plan for the evening. I was going with Alisha, the only person I ever actually went to gay clubs with. It was the twenty-ninth, and she was on vacation until the second. I put on my white, sheer button down and black pants that were so tight they looked painted on. My shirt was unbuttoned a little on the top and I put on my black boots with a small, chunky heel. I turned to Lafayette and asked, "How do I look?"

"You look great. Let me fix your hair," He came over and ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it out of my face, pushed it back down and then to the side. "There, like a model."

I smiled, finding myself presentable. I grabbed my black coat and tossed it on. "Alright, I'll be back later," I told him.

"Are you sure you wanna go out?" he asked me, following me to the door.

"Yeah," I said. I was already leaving? "Alisha and I haven't spent time together in a while. She said we were having a girl's night, which doesn't demean my masculinity at all or anything."

"You should just invite her to the New Year's party then."

"Well, I had planned on doing that, but I had also planned on going out tonight with her as well. Why don't you want me to go?"

He shrugged. "No reason. Just be safe."

"You sound like my mother," I told him.

"I know. Just call me if you need anything."

"I will."

"I can pick you up if you want."

"Alright Faye."

"Don't take drinks from strangers."

I raised a brow at him. "Lafayette," I said, cupping his face in my hands. "I'm going to be fine. I doubt I'll be gone too long. I'm not going to mess with sketchy people. I know if anyone messes with me you'll make sure they never do it again." I removed my hands, thinking I probably shouldn't have done that...

"I'll have them killed if they touch you."

I smiled and hugged him, saying, "Aw, your death threats mean the world to me Faye."

He laughed, releasing me from the hug and smiled at me. He didn't smile with his teeth that often. Usually he was just smirking. Though when he smiled with his teeth showing, giving a genuine smile, it really lit up the room. It took a lot to make him give a genuine smile, and so it was always nice to see it. "Have fun, but not too much fun," he said.