Pink Champagne: Humble Beginnings

Chapter 2 ◇ Crafty Chris

•Paris•

The girl named Kyla took our bags to our room while me and August got comfortable.

"Let's go for a walk on the beach!" I hoped up from the bed.

"Ion feel like it bae." He said rolling over to face the wall.

"Fine. I'll go on my damn own!" I shouted, suddenly getting really emotional.

I snatched my phone from the nightstand and slipped on my flip flops.

He always has to be so ducking difficult!

I thought to myself, not realizing I had a mug on my face.

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't have such a mean face." I looked up to see a handsome light skin guy with big juicy lips and beautiful greenish eyes. It seemed as if he was almost too perfect to be a real person.

I blushed and looked down at the ground.

"Yeah... I got a little mad at my boyfriend. That's all." I said tucking a stray strand behind my ear.

"Well, he must be a terrible boyfriend to make a gorgeous woman like yourself feel so down." He said lifting my chin with his finger, his accent just made me melt.

I blushed again and didn't say anything.

"I'm Marcus." He said with a smile.

"Victoria." I replied. I decided a while ago to give strangers my middle name instead of first. It was dangerous for me. I honestly made the mistake to give Chris my name, but I haven't heard from him in a while so I shouldn't have anything to worry about.

"Please join me for dinner tonight?" He asked kissing my hand lightly. His gentlemanly gestures were nothing to play with. I couldn't say no.

"I- Would love to." I said catching myself. I almost said no. Maybe he would help calm my nerves. This baby has to be as healthy as possible. I couldn't live with myself if I killed it due to stress.

"Great! Meet me at the Cara Cabana at 7:00. I'll be waiting there for you... Miss Victoria." He said brushing his plump lips over my hand again.

I hated my middle name, don't get me wrong. But the way he said it, I almost wish it was my first.

I pulled my hand away from his and sashayed off, letting my ass bounce a bit.

I walked back into the hotel room, blushing. Thinking about all the events that had just went on like 5 minutes ago.

"What the hell you blushing fo'?" August asked, examining my face.

"Nothing. Mind your business." I rolled my eyes.

"What you say?" He growled, grabbing my wrist. He got so aggressive, I thought he was about to break it.

"Y-your hurting my arm!" I squeaked. He looked down at it then let it go. A look of horror washed over his face.

"Baybeh... I'm so sorry. I was-" I cut him off.