Trey p.o.v
Chris finally showed up into his office
Jalen; look who decided to come in
Chris; my bad y'all
Me; you smell fruity
Jalen; wait a minute I know that smell
Me; yeah me too
I got close to Chris's shirt
Chris: I smell like laundry detergent
He pushed me back
Jalen: nah nah
Me: you smell like ivie
He ignored us and went back typing on his computer
Chris: I don't know what y'all niggas is talkin bout
Me: oh you play dumb huh
Jalen pulled his phone up
Jalen: so why did you make me make dinner reservations for you and ivy
Chris gave him the middle finger
Me: soo is she good in bed
Chris grinned at us
Jalen: wooow she got you whip huh
Chris: unfortunately she does
Me: I think your in looooovee
He smirked for a minute
Jalen: mhm I bet
Chris: I don't think I am
Me: yes you are
He can't lie he knows he got a thing for ivy
End p.o.v
I got irritated so I wrote another chapter sorry if it is short
