اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
oouuuu im late huh 😅 Been working on this chapter alll day 🙃
Hope you all are having a great start to ur week tho 🩷🩷🩷
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
"So... what's yo favorite color?"
Solàna sat with her back leaned up against the passenger seat of Dayvon's car. They were currently parked right outside the jailhouse that Keyanta was being held in.
Solàna could feel Von's eyes on her as she focused on the Chic Fil A styrofoam cup she was holding. She used two of her fingers to grip onto the plastic straw, poking at the vanilla shake that seemed to be way too thick to drink.
They had been sitting in the parking lot for about 30 minutes now, eating the Chic Fil A that Von had gotten for the both of them. After spending the entire day helping Meg move into her brand new home, Solàna just knew in the back of her mind that she had to go see Keyanta before the day ended. She knew that she needed to talk to him, and set the record straight on a few things.
She just worried deeply for her brother. I mean.. he literally killed somebody 24 hours ago. She wondered mentally how he was doing. Solàna hadn't really viewed her brother to be the murderous type at all, but with everything going on it just seemed foolish to think otherwise.
"Pink. My favorite color is pink."
She spoke up, her eyes glancing over at Von. He had his hand rested onto her thigh, gently moving his fingers up and down against her skin in a comforting way. She couldn't help but notice how physically affectionate he seemed to be toward her. She also couldn't help but realize how good he was with eye contact. She had never met anyone in her life that she felt like could just stare right into her soul.
It made her heart rate pick up as he licked his lips slightly, mentally taking note of her favorite color. Dayvon just wanted to know any and every little thing about Solàna. He seemed to be really intrigued by her presence, and it was so very telling.
"What is this, 21 questions?"
She teased before taking a small sip from her drink. She struggled a bit as the thick shake took a few seconds to come up through the straw.
