T W E N T Y F O U R

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"Yeah okay, you're already at mine?" I asked Valentina by phone
"Yeah but Noah isn't here, he's with Marc" she said making me frown
"I thought they broke up ?" I said confusedly
"Yeah me too, when I told him if he was coming he said that Marc wanted to meet him" she said
"Do you know if he's gonna come ?" I asked and Shawn walk in

"With who you're talking ?" He whispered and I brushed him off
"Yeah what?" I said putting my attention back to Valentina
"I said that I don't know but maybe he will join us" She said
"Martina with who you're talking ?!" He whispered-yelled and I rolled my eyes
"Okay, Valentina I'll send you a text when I'm on my way back home" I said while he started to make his way to me

"Okay see you later te amo"
"te amo tambien" I said before hanging up
"With who you were talking ?!" He yelled
"Stop yell at me!! And it's none of your business!!" I yell back
"Martina" he said in a warning tone grabbing my chin
"Don't raise your voice at me" He said and I scoffed
"You're the one who yelled at me because I was talking with my friend while you're in the bathroom" I said removing his grip on my chin

"When I ask you something answer me"
"What if I don't want to?"
"You don't have the choice, now stop with this attitude" He said before leave a kiss on my neck
"Now go and get me a coffee" He said kissing my cheek
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I said pushing him away

"How much time I have to tell you I'm not your dog? Did you see how you talked to me? And you really think I'm gonna get you a coffee ? In your dreams Mister" I said as he look at me with dark eyes
"Martina" he warned
"Ask it nicely then" I said crossing my arms and he cupped my face and crash his lips on mine

"You see when I said you're getting on my nerves" He mumbled while kissing me
"You still didn't asked me" I said pushing him away
"You know you have nothing to say because it's your job" He said making me narrow my eyes at him
"How much sugar in your coffee?" I grumble crossing my arms and he smirked amusedly

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