Chapter 8

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You love me until you don't

-Kyra Nicole

Christian POV

I watched the back of her as she cooked breakfast. She wore a beautiful smile on her face as she laughed at a joke.

Her long hair fell down her back as she tilted her head back in laughter. She's so beautiful.

Yea I'm watching that new movie with Jennifer Lopez fine ass. Yall ain't think I was talking about Mya did it?!

Mya mugging the fuck out of me till this moment. I don't know what I did to her but she hates me.

"The fuck your problem is?" I mugged her ass back. I ain't no punk. I know I don't get mad when she gave these attitudes but I'm bout tired of it now.

"Why you here?! I should've never told you where I live!" She snapped.

"You gone fuck up your high while you trying to get mad at me." I laughed.

You ever got so high then something's fucks it up and mess up your whole high?

"How bout I fuck you up?" She snapped.

"Fuck me up." I stood up and bumped against her. My broad chest was now pressed against her small body. I looked down on her ass like a bully. But she didn't look scared at all.

"Move." She said through clenched teeth. I laughed lightly at her.

"Move me." I smirked.

She drew back and was about to hit me in my face. I grabbed her hands and pinned her to the wall tightly. Her body tensed up. She began breathing heavily.

"You trying me girl." I mumbled against her neck. She shivered.

"S-stop." She trembled by me breathing heavily on her neck. I barely connected my lips with her neck.

Instead of giving her the pleasure, I moved and went back to the couch.

"Better control that attitude." I told her. She looked surprised.

Laney POV

I was a straight punk a few minutes ago. No one ever put Laney Cole in that situation other than Jamal.

How dare he make my hormones race that way?! And then leave me to think about what just happened! AND NOW he threatening me.

"Who you scaring?" To my surprise my voice shook.

"Yo ass. Now sit the fuck down and kill the attitude." He ordered with a straight face.

Is it bad that he began to turn me on by his sudden enforcement?

"Ok." I said in almost a whisper. I sat next to him with my hands awkwardly in my lap. I wanted to touch all over his body. I wanted him to bust his kids into me.

"I got to go do something for da. I'll be back later." He stood up.

"You making yourself invited?!" I crossed my arms and stood up.

"Can I come over later Mya?" He smirked showing his cute dimple. Kind of like how Jamal used to have.

"Yes Christian." I rolled my eyes.

He walked towards the door and opened it up.

"I don't get a goodbye gift?" He turned to me with a straight face. I tried to keep a straight face but I couldn't help but laugh.

"Boy get the fuck out." I laughed and pushed him out.

"Bye." He smiled as he walked down the hallway and out the building.

"Bye Christian." I said to myself.

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