Chapter Four

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Zayn made sure he stayed present in my office until I finished my breakfast sandwich. He knew that I could easily go without breakfast since I was so busy in the morning so he usually looked out for me. He was my right-hand man and he had my back for everything. Our friendship traced back to freshmen year of high school. Zayn was the quiet, mysterious foreign exchange student from England. Girls swooned over him but were all too nervous to talk to him and the guys hated how much attention he got from the girls. Therefore, he didn't make many friends.

I met him his third day at the school and we clicked instantly. We liked the same music, we were into comics and we both had the gift of singing. He was my first best friend and I knew our bond would be lifelong. And once we moved out of that smallminded town in Texas and progressed to Los Angeles, our bond had only gotten stronger. We went from bored teenagers to owning our own playground and sharing it with others.

A smile spread across my face as I exited my office and reflected on Zayn and I's bond. Damn, that Egg White Delight really hit the spot. It got me in a better mood, though I was still horny. I decided that I should apologize to Kacey. As usual, I was immature when she didn't give me what I wanted. I'm surprised she still put with my sh-t as a friend.

Kacey was talking to the new girl, Cassie, who was folding the workout towels. I bit my lower lip and my brain went to dirty places. Cassie was hot as f-ck. She had nice, bouncy tits. She never wore a f-cking bra and I loved it. Her ass always looked nice in the yoga pants she wore, but unfortunately, she was seventeen. I was twenty-four. I'd ruin her damn life. F-ck, I sounded like a pervert. I really needed to relieve this sexual fever before I lose it.

Kacey saw me looking at them from a few feet away. She sighed, knowing that I wanted to talk to her. After excusing herself from the conversation, she walked over to me. Her arms were folded and she was expecting an apology. This type of sh-t happened at least once every two weeks. "Look, I'm sorry. You know how I get sometimes. I can't help it."

"Well, you better learn how to help it. I told you that I'm seeing someone now. He's a really sweet guy and I'm not trying to f-ck things up with him." Kacey had told me a couple of days ago that she was seeing someone but it kind of went in one ear and out of another. It probably slipped my mind because she told me while she was riding my face. Oh well. Every time Kacey said she was seeing someone, it didn't last long. The longest relationship she's had since I knew her was a month tops, and she was f-cking me nearly half of the time she was in that relationship.

"Yeah, I know. I'll relax," I concluded with a shrug. Right when I said that, a bell came from the receptionist desk where Kacey was supposed to be sitting. We both looked over to the desk and my mouth dropped for a few seconds. I squinted to my eyes to make sure I was seeing correctly. No way was two women that damn beautiful in my gym. I wiped at my eyes to make sure I wasn't imagining things or dreaming.

"I better get that," Kacey said as she started walking towards her desk. I grabbed her arm. She snatched it away and gave me a scowl that basically said: 'Who the f-ck do you think you're grabbing like that?'

"I'ma get that. I'll take care of them."

She frowned up her face and pushed her lips out. "Fool, they don't want you!"

"I got this," I repeated, more to myself than to her. With no further arguing, I sauntered over to the receptionist desk. Thankfully, I oozed with swagger and I was naturally cool. Even when I was nervous, I had a mellow attitude towards new people and it worked well on getting girls. When I approached them, the girls began giggling and whispering to each other.

I heard one go, "She's fine," before her friend shyly shushed her. They don't want you, she said. In Kacey's face. Of course, they want me. They always do.

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