"What is this? This a hickey?"
"You put that there."
"No, I didn't."
"Bae. OHHH! That? That's a bruise." He started to laugh.
"Don't fucking play with me, J. I'm not stupid."
"I'm serious. Roc hit me there.. and it hurts..so bad.. uhh" He groaned, putting his hand over his neck.
"Whatever...😒" I sat up. Jake yanked me back down. I got up off of the bed after jerking my arm away from him. He gave me a look. I gave him the same look and put my shorts back on along with my shirt and my earrings. I walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.
"Jay!" I heard Jake yell from behind the door. Roc stopped in his tracks in the hallway and looked at me. I looked at him. He didn't look mean or slick. He looked anxious.
"Um...." He rubbed the back of his neck, looking like he was hesitating to say something. "Jay. Can I talk to you? Downstairs?"
"I um..uh..."
To Be Continued
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