Chapter 14 ⚠️

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Laila POV

"So what are we?" I asked him. "What you mean what are we?" "Like are we dating, or just fuck buddies, or what?" I asked. "What you wanna be?" He asks sitting up. "I mean, we don't have to have a label, but you just need to know this is mine." I reached under his covers and grabbed his piece.

"And you need to know this is mine! Don't be letting a nigga taste my fucking rainbow." I moaned when he started massing my girl. "We understand?" I bit down on my bottom lip nodding. "Good." With that, he stuck his fingers in pulling me on top of him.

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"A friend of mine is have this New Years party each year and I'm finally in town. You down?" He asked me. "Well my parents are having a barbecue but I'll see. Maybe do half and half." I shrugged. "That's dope then." He says which always made me laugh.

Emily POV

"Hey dad." I smiled when I saw him. I was walking out of Chipotle and he was walking in. "Sup baby girl? What you doing here?" He gave me a hug. "A girl can eat no?" I asked and he laughed. "Yeah I guess. How's your mom?" He asked. "She's fine. The wifey?" He chuckled. "She's good. She's good. But I need to catch up with you later. You know, a little father daughter time. I think it's much needed." He says and I agree. "That'll be awesome. Nice seeing you." I gave him a hug before leaving. "You too. Stop by my house tomorrow, we having a lil get together. I'll love my girl there." He says. "Ok."

My dad and mom had a one night stand and poof; I happened. I know I was very unexpected and unwanted at first. My mom had no problems telling me that. She said she thought about abortion but once it was time, she changed her mind. And I respect her for telling me that.

The reason why my conversation with my father had just happened like that was because we don't see each other on a regular. He has a family and been had one. When I came in the picture, his wife made sure that he never left me without a father and just cared of his other kids by her. She is one of the most greatest women I've ever met because of that. Although I never met my siblings besides my younger ones from my mom and stepdad.

Heaven POV

"There we go." I smiled when my car turned on. Turning it off, I went back into my house where Caution was in my living room acting as if it was his house, his legs propped up on my couch, tv on, eating something. "What are you doing? And what are you eating?" Walking closer to him, all I had to see was a yellow and red bag. Quickly, I snatched it from him.

"Damn, I was hungry." He mumbled. "First off, you ain't ask to be up in my kitchen. Second, don't touch my hot fries! Don't touch my Toms Salt n Vinegar chips, and don't touch my big momma hot sausages." I warned him. "You sound like you straight from the hood." He chuckled. "I'm oh too serious." He got up and stood in front of me. "I'm sorry for going in your kitchen and touching your hot fries." He gave me one of those teasing pecks. "Don't be doing that now."

Around 2pm

I woke up from my nap seeing that Caution was taking one as well. Getting up from my bed, I made my way to get things together to take this bath and shower.

I laid in the warm water, to make sure the plastic wrap didn't stick, and relaxed while watching tv.

"You need help?" Turning around in my shower, I met Caution at my glass door and of course he had to readjust his eyes. "From you? No thanks." He chuckled. "Just let me help. I'm not going to do anything." He says. I said nothing and just turned around putting soap on my rag. I felt him taking the wrap off, indicating him being in the shower.

"Let me see your rag." He says after all of the wrap is off. "Only my back." I tell him. "Yeah I hear you." He sighed so I giggled. I closed my eyes, enjoying his touch. Until he decides to go further than he was allowed. "Hey." I slapped his hand. "Sorry." He chuckled. "I couldn't help it." He whispered huskily in my neck. "You could've." "I couldn't." His hands went to both sides of my butt, and he pulled me close to him. Through his wet jeans, I felt what he calls Hazard. "Actually, we couldn't." He was so fast, that I didn't even have a chance to not be snatched up and pinned against the wall. "Why do you have your clothes on in the shower?" My breath started changing at the way he was looking at me; feeling the sexual atmosphere. "I was hoping you would help me take them off." He says before crashing his lips into mine.

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