Chapter69

#Chapter69

JESS POV

I stepped into the house, swinging my hips to the sound of the music drumming from my headphones.

I slipped my headphones on in the car, avoiding Aniyah's and Jason's conversation. Yeah, I like to avoid those lovey-dovey conversations that seem to get awkward really quick. Especially when they give each other that 'look'. You know, that 'look' that leads them in to the bedroom.

"I'm not the type to call you back tomorrow

But the way you wrappin 'round me is a prob.."

I danced into the kitchen and grabbed a spoon and my left over pint of ice cream out of the freezer.

"Ain't nobody tryna save ya

Baby, get that paper

Probably got a lot of other bitches owe you favors

Pussy so good, I had to save that shit for- SHIT."

I nearly dropped my spoon from the sudden entrance. I didnt even hear the back door open up. He was standing there, staring at me.

Brent.

Dear lord, save me from doing or saying or even thinking of anything stupid.