look like a pussy,” I smirked.
“No,” she chuckled. “We need to get you two together,”
“She doesn't like me, Maria. She thinks I'm a bastard,” I stated.
“True-sort of,” she tilted her head to the side thinking about it. “She told me
about a dream she had... something about kissing you,”
“It wasn't a dream,” I spun my coffee cup in a circle.
“What?!” she said loudly. “You are a bastard,”
“I didn't tell her it happened because she was so drunk, and I didn't want to
hear her go off about it being a huge mistake,” I shrugged.
“Oh, good one,” she pointed at me. “I would've done the same thing,”
“Right?” I laughed.
“You need to tell her how you feel, because she didn't change over night for
the damn article you know,” she hinted.
“What are you talking about?” I creased my brows. Is she about to tell me
that Vanessa changed for me?
“She called me and asked me to come over, so I did and had her do a few
lessons on that website,” she moved her fingers on an imaginary keyboard.
“Oh, no...” I laughed aloud.
“Oh yes, and I even tested my pimp hand on her,” she grinned widely.
“Seriously?! Baby powder, too?!” I was still laughing.
“You know this! Up top!” she gave me a high-five.
“So why did she call you?” I asked.
“Because she wanted to make you 'want her',” she mocked, flipping her curls
behind her back.
“You're kidding,” I was in awe. I could not believe that she did in fact change
for me.
“I swear to God,” Maria smiled. “She had said that you told her she needed to
be 'sexy' and 'irresistible'. Something about you had teased her a few times
and she fell for it?” she had a puzzled look on her face. She didn't need to
understand- the only two people that matter in all of this is Vanessa and I.
I sat back with an accomplished smile on my face now that I know what her
intentions are for all of this. This is going to be fun...
Chapter Five: Tit For Tat
Vanessa's POV
Jordan pulled into my driveway and I could see that my car was still gone. I
looked at my phone, it's just after two in the morning.
I wonder what 'plans' Ben and Maria have?
After I had walked back into Estrada's with Jordan, the only thing on my
mind was Ben. It frustrates me to no end too, because I hate Ben McGurthy.
“You've been kind of quiet, you okay?” Jordan asked touching my cheek
softly with his finger tips.
I tilted my head and smiled at him. “Of course I'm okay.” I sighed. “I just
keep thinking of the ways I can torture Ben if he wrecks my car,” I laughed.
Not like it isn't already wrecked, I could care less.
“I'm sure your car is fine,” he smiled, his gray eyes sparkled.
“Do you want to come in? Have some coffee?” I offered. I could use the
company as I'm afraid if he leaves, my mind will be filled with unnecessary
thoughts of a certain someone.
“You don't have to ask me twice,” he got out of the car and jogged to my
door opening it for me. I have never had a guy do that for me.
“Thank you, kind sir,” I curtsied.
“You're welcome, princess,” he bowed.
My smile faded quickly. Princess... Ben is the only one who calls me
princess.
“Hello?” Jordan waved his hand slowly in front of my face trying to get my
attention.
“Oh, sorry,” I shook my head lightly. “Just... ignore me,”
“I don't think I want to,” he smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
He softly kissed me on my forehead. Such a gentleman.
“Let's go inside,” I smiled.
Jordan followed me into the house. As I set my clutch down onto the counter
he walked around the living and dining room just looking around.
“This is really nice, Vanessa,” he smiled approvingly.
“Thank you,” I got two coffee mugs from the cupboard. “Maria and I spent a
weekend painting, and going to Pier 1,” I shrugged.
Maria... I'm curious, did Ben take
“No,” she chuckled. “We need to get you two together,”
“She doesn't like me, Maria. She thinks I'm a bastard,” I stated.
“True-sort of,” she tilted her head to the side thinking about it. “She told me
about a dream she had... something about kissing you,”
“It wasn't a dream,” I spun my coffee cup in a circle.
“What?!” she said loudly. “You are a bastard,”
“I didn't tell her it happened because she was so drunk, and I didn't want to
hear her go off about it being a huge mistake,” I shrugged.
“Oh, good one,” she pointed at me. “I would've done the same thing,”
“Right?” I laughed.
“You need to tell her how you feel, because she didn't change over night for
the damn article you know,” she hinted.
“What are you talking about?” I creased my brows. Is she about to tell me
that Vanessa changed for me?
“She called me and asked me to come over, so I did and had her do a few
lessons on that website,” she moved her fingers on an imaginary keyboard.
“Oh, no...” I laughed aloud.
“Oh yes, and I even tested my pimp hand on her,” she grinned widely.
“Seriously?! Baby powder, too?!” I was still laughing.
“You know this! Up top!” she gave me a high-five.
“So why did she call you?” I asked.
“Because she wanted to make you 'want her',” she mocked, flipping her curls
behind her back.
“You're kidding,” I was in awe. I could not believe that she did in fact change
for me.
“I swear to God,” Maria smiled. “She had said that you told her she needed to
be 'sexy' and 'irresistible'. Something about you had teased her a few times
and she fell for it?” she had a puzzled look on her face. She didn't need to
understand- the only two people that matter in all of this is Vanessa and I.
I sat back with an accomplished smile on my face now that I know what her
intentions are for all of this. This is going to be fun...
Chapter Five: Tit For Tat
Vanessa's POV
Jordan pulled into my driveway and I could see that my car was still gone. I
looked at my phone, it's just after two in the morning.
I wonder what 'plans' Ben and Maria have?
After I had walked back into Estrada's with Jordan, the only thing on my
mind was Ben. It frustrates me to no end too, because I hate Ben McGurthy.
“You've been kind of quiet, you okay?” Jordan asked touching my cheek
softly with his finger tips.
I tilted my head and smiled at him. “Of course I'm okay.” I sighed. “I just
keep thinking of the ways I can torture Ben if he wrecks my car,” I laughed.
Not like it isn't already wrecked, I could care less.
“I'm sure your car is fine,” he smiled, his gray eyes sparkled.
“Do you want to come in? Have some coffee?” I offered. I could use the
company as I'm afraid if he leaves, my mind will be filled with unnecessary
thoughts of a certain someone.
“You don't have to ask me twice,” he got out of the car and jogged to my
door opening it for me. I have never had a guy do that for me.
“Thank you, kind sir,” I curtsied.
“You're welcome, princess,” he bowed.
My smile faded quickly. Princess... Ben is the only one who calls me
princess.
“Hello?” Jordan waved his hand slowly in front of my face trying to get my
attention.
“Oh, sorry,” I shook my head lightly. “Just... ignore me,”
“I don't think I want to,” he smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
He softly kissed me on my forehead. Such a gentleman.
“Let's go inside,” I smiled.
Jordan followed me into the house. As I set my clutch down onto the counter
he walked around the living and dining room just looking around.
“This is really nice, Vanessa,” he smiled approvingly.
“Thank you,” I got two coffee mugs from the cupboard. “Maria and I spent a
weekend painting, and going to Pier 1,” I shrugged.
Maria... I'm curious, did Ben take
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