I can't resist it

Latifa's pov

“Swimming!!!!” we sang above our vocals as we left with our packed clothes, shoes, and some bowl of baked Pattie. I had no money at first, but guess who is about to spend her life savings over an unplanned vacation? me! it was all going well until Betty decided to pack her whole belongings which was taking 85 percent of the space in the taxi boot, leaving the small space for Wendy’

“What the hell, Betty?” I asked,

“Trust me, she's going to stay with this…” I said, pointing at my luggage “...on her seat”

“Really!?”Betty asked sarcastically,

“Oh, yes!” Wendy supported me as she smirked at me, we both chuckled and dropped the remaining backpacks in the available space, we sat and began signing to the melody song on the radio, and then I got a text,

{Good day, Miss Tifa. Can I come to pick you up for dinner?

From. Mr. bossy}

I smiled at the text, biting my lips as I placed my finger on the keyboard typing nothing, I recap the first and last sex I had with him, and of all p