"This is how you're working this week? Is it normally how you work?" He asked."Yes, normally I go in on Mondays and check emails, see if there are any new cases, and grab any law books I need. Then on Fridays I hand in reports on the cases I have finished. Sometimes when I don't have all the books I need, I may go back in to get the ones I need. A lot can be researched online too." Chey replied back."Seems pretty flexible." He replied."Yes, for the most part." She agreed."They don't mind you working from home? Worry you may fudge the work hours?" He asked."No, honestly I probably work more this way, than if I were in the office. Hey, why all the questions about my job?" She laughed and asked."Just want to know everything about you." He answered."So, about Saturday?" He asked."I really don't want to go." She responded."But I really, really want you there! Please?" He begged."Why?" She asked."I want to show her that her plan didn't work. And I want to show you off. I want us
"Wait a minute! You can't just sit there and tell me what I'm going to do like it's some damn business deal!" Laura got loud."It's not a business deal." James said."You've already talked to my father, haven't you?!!" Laura said furiously."Of course." James said confidently.Laura storms out of the apartment and left without James. James shook his head, then stood up."Cheyenne, thank you for the nice dinner. Please excuse our drama. I look forward to another dinner date in the future. Good night." James apologized.James left. Chey and Matt stare at each other dumbfounded."Okay then." Chey said surprisingly."Wow! Even I know you never tell a woman what to do!" Matt said."I think James is, what's the word I'm looking for?" Chey thought."Impersonal? Strict? Boorish? Anal? No personality?" Matt started saying words off."Matt! That's not nice! I was going to say he's very private and professional." Chey said."Yeah, that too!" Matt agreed.They clean up dinner and went to bed. Aft
"Nope, considering I have you blocked from your last stupid stunt you pulled." Matt said angrily. "I have no idea what you're talking about, baby." Stacy said. Stacy tried to rub up against Matt but he pushed her away. Matt was getting very angry and started to tell her off but Chey stopped him. “Baby let me handle this. (She puts huge emphasis on the word baby.) Stacy, is it? (Not giving her time to reply and hurrying on.) Let me tell you how it is. Matt is my boyfriend. He has NO interest in you whatsoever. You should have more respect for yourself than throwing yourself pathetically at a man who can’t stand the sight of you. You’re making a laughing joke of yourself in your pitiful attempts. What would daddy say? Embarrassed I’m sure, he’d probably just shake his head.” Chey said furiously. “Now run a long and stay the fuck out of our life!” Chey shouted. “You slutty bitch!” Stacy slapped Chey across the face. “Matt is mine!” Stacy screamed. By this point everyone had stoppe
Chey felt many emotions. Shock, irritation, jealousy, and confusion. Matt pushed Angel away and walked over to Chey. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side and smiled at her.“Chey, I'd like you to meet Angel. Angel is a neighbor and her family and mine have been friends for generations. Me and Angel have been friends since birth. Angel this is Chey. Chey is the love of my life and my girlfriend.” Matt introduced.“Nice to meet you. Sorry Mattie didn’t even tell me about you at all.” Angel responded.“Very nice to meet one of Matt’s friends.” Chey said.Angel seemed very sweet and country bumpkin type. But Chey felt uneasy. While she could see Matt had Angel friend zoned, she sensed that wasn’t the case for Angel. She had no idea why. She seemed like she was a nice person. Maybe it was jealousy? God, she didn't want to be that girl. Every time Angel called him Mattie Chey cringed inside. The nickname grated on her nerves. She was doing good so far at hiding it.“So, Mattie ar
“I’m in the truck. Matt, I want to go home.” Chey said. “Stay there, I’ll be there in a couple minutes.” Matt replied. Chey could hear Angel in the background. “Ah come on Mattie. You’re not leaving me, are you? You’re not letting her ruin our fun?!” Angel was whining. Then Matt hung up. He didn’t even glance Angel’s way as he headed for the truck.“Baby where were you? As soon as I saw you weren’t behind me, I went back to find you.” Matt said. “Well maybe if you weren’t drug off into a crowd!” Chey retorted. “What?” Matt said. “I want to leave NOW!” Chey insisted. Chey got in the truck and Matt followed her. He started up the truck and left. “Just because we got separated doesn’t mean we couldn’t stay and enjoy the festival.” Matt proceeded. “Soon as you drop me off, you’re more than welcome to go back to your “friends”.” Chey retorted. “Now why would I want to go without you?” Matt asked. Chey refused to look at him. She was upset and had a feeling of something not righ
Matt pulled on his briefs and jeans but no shirt. Chey put on a tank top and shorts. She decided to not wear a bra or panties. They weren’t going anywhere right now. They went downstairs hand in hand. Angel was in the kitchen talking to the housekeeper. “So, what did you need?” Matt asked. “Matt I am so sorry, had I known, well I would have knocked. I mean I’m not used to knocking, you know that. We’ve never had to before.” Angel said. Matt seemed confused. And Chey saw it for what it was, a ploy. One to interrupt them, and two to make Chey think they, in the past, were into going into each other’s room. “Well Angel, what did you think two adults were doing in a bedroom in the middle of the day with the door closed?” Chey interrupted. “I ah I didn’t think.” Angel replied. Then Angel burst into tears and ran out of the house. Of course, Matt went to follow her. “Seriously?” Chey said, pissed. “What?” Matt asked. “Hook, line, and sinker! Unbelievable!” Chey said. C
There was line dancing in the center of the room. Angel was out there. She had on a gray tank top, cowboy boots, and denim shorts. If her shorts were any shorter, you could see her who-ha! “I see my friends over there. They have a table.” Matt pointed out. “Hey guys! Chey this is Chance. Chance, this is Chey my girlfriend.” Matt introduced. “Nice to meet you ma'am.” Chance replied. “Nice to meet you too.” Chey replied. “And these 2 lovebirds are Pam and Garrett. They’ve been together since junior year?” Matt asked. “Nice to have another real girl around.” Pam said. “Nice to meet you.” Garrett said. “Nice to meet Matt’s friends.” Chey said. “And this is.” Matt started to say. “Trace.” Chey answered. “I’m sorry, have we met?” Trace replied. “Yeah, at the festival. When you told me Matt was looking for me.” Chey replied. “I’m sorry, but I’ve never seen you before. I don’t even know your name.” Trace responded. “You didn’t run into her at the festival?” Matt ask
They talk and laugh for several hours. Chance did in fact take the little blonde home. “I’m going to the bathroom before we leave.” Chey said. “Me too.” Pam agreed. They went to the bathroom and of course there’s a line. So they got in line to wait.“I’m glad to see Matt with a real good person.” Pam said. “Thanks, I’m glad to meet some of his real friends.” Chey said. “Girl don’t get me started!” Pam replied. “Angel and Trace?” Chey asked. “Two snakes in the grass. Never turn your back. Matt doesn't see it, they never allow him to see what pathetic piece of shits they are.” Pam said. “What do you mean?” Chey asked. “Well, you have miss two fake goody shoes "oh golly me”. And then Mr. Fake best friend who’s so jealous, who would stab Matt in the back whenever the chance arises.” “I knew I wasn’t imagining it.” Chey stated. “Nope, watch your back.” Pam said. “Thanks Pam! I hope we can become great friends. Please don’t say anything, but I think things between me and Matt ar