Gangsta' Fever

22.

Chapter 22 | Shawn in Media | Finally SHAWN'S CHAPTER |

Shawn 🦖

On the ride back home Shy faces the window not once looking my way.

"So why you run after Aubrey?," huffed.

I know she seriously not mad over that damn girl.

"I thought we were over that."

"Why would you think that? you were on her trail like she yo bitch or some."

"I followed her to talk."

"Talking means no touching, so you must not know the definition because I definitely saw hugging."

"She asked for one last hug so I gave it."

She laughed clapping her hands.

"What tickled yo clit?"

"Trust me, not you." She smiled

I breathed in slowly as we pulled up to my house. I started to unbuckle her seatbelt when she smacked my hand.

"I got it." She said dryly

I pushed her hand back aggressively removing the seatbelt getting out to open her door. She quickly stepped out the car before I could get to her side so I chased her.

"Come here."

I finally caught up with her in the grass tackling her but not too hard. By this point, we're both laughing uncontrollably.

I put her on top of me as she smiled, "You know I could never stay mad at you."

"I know." she bashed her eyelashes.

"Or lie to you."

"I guess I know that."

"Aubrey is nothing to me, I was never on a serious level with her like I am with you. She never met my mother, and I never took her out on a date. All the things I'm doing with you is a first-hand experience for me. And that's because I love you." I admitted

She nodded kissing me helping me up as we went in the house.

"This is surprisingly nice." 

"What, you thought it would nasty?"

"Of course." She giggled

She observed the pictures on the wall until she stopped at one.

"Who's this?"

"My brother, he a millionaire so family time isn't in his vocabulary." I laughed

"What does he do?"

"The CEO of a BDSM training school."

Her eyes widened.

She cleared her throat, "Eh, you ever participated?"

I chuckled, "Twice."

"Did you like it?"

"Where are you getting at with these questions?," I licked my lips.

"Can't get there if you don't answer the questions."

"Yeah, I did."

"Why don't you continue?," She said shyly.

"You don't get it, being in the BDSM thing means a master is involved, along with discipline and pain also pleasure, but all those things happen to you."

"Well, where does the pain come in?"

I was about to explain when I smirked.

"Would you rather me show you or tell you?"