to
differ. I’m hoping having Sly with me, my confidence will boost and I’ll feel a
little more comfortable to let myself go with Connor.
I decide on a pair of black leggings, a light green colored
button down shirt that hangs just past my rear, and thick black belt for
tonight matched with my basic black ballet flats. I dry my hair and add in a
few loose curls to frame my face, but I leave it hanging down my back. I put on
Michelle’s silver hoops that she left here a few months ago, and I’m all set. I
go with a neutral makeup look because I’m nowhere near as talented with makeup
application as Gabbi, and I’m afraid if I try too much, I’ll look like a clown.
I hear two sets of male voices when I walk out of the
bathroom into my bedroom. I hear Sly’s voice saying “You mess with my girl,
I’ll kill you. I love that woman. She is my best friend, and deserves to be
treated with respect.” Connor must already be here. I glance at the alarm clock
on my nightstand; I’ve only been home for about thirty minutes. He’s early. I
worry about Connor being left alone with Sly for too long, so I hurry along my
finishing touches.
Walking out of the bedroom, I see Connor sitting on the
couch while Sly is glaring at him from the matching oversized chair. Connor
immediately stands up, walking over to me to wrap me in a warm hug. “Sweetness,
you look gorgeous.” He kisses me on the cheek, and I feel my face flame.
Connor and I haven’t gone beyond soft and sweet kisses since
Tuesday night, but I am yearning for more. I remember the commanding way his
mouth took control, the way his tongue explored my mouth, his delicious taste.
My body sways into his embrace, as I put my hands up to his chest to steady
myself. It’s a really good thing I’m not planning on wearing heels again. He is
the one who looks utterly gorgeous tonight. Connor has on loose fitting black
jeans that hang low on his hips, his black boots that I have noticed he always
wears, and a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled up above his elbows
allowing a hint of his tattoo to peek out. I still haven’t seen the entire
thing, and I am dying to.
Michelle lets herself into the apartment without knocking on
the door. “Where is that dumbass that keeps trying to steal my bitch?” she
hollers tossing her purse on the kitchen counter. I absolutely love the banter
between her and Sly. I wish he would move out here and just get together with
her already.
Sly jumps out of the chair, hopping over the couch to get to
Michelle. “Listen, woman! We share custody of that little girl, and you need to
learn to share! Now come here!” He pulls her into a hug that I notice lingers a
little longer than it usually does.
Connor looks from Michelle to Sly, then back down at me.
He’s wrapped his arm around my waist, and is holding me tight against his side.
“Um, is there something with these two?” he whispers in my ear. His warm breath
is tickling me, sending shivers down my spine. “Seth has been asking about
her.” He adds.
Oh no! This could be interesting tonight. There is an
obvious attraction between my two best friends, but I’m not sure they realize
it, throw in another crazy man trying to vie for Michelle’s attention, and I
think Sly may blow a gasket. He’s just as protective over her as he is me, just
in a different way. “They don’t seem to notice the tension between them, but
there is definitely something going on.” I respond looking up into Connor’s
eyes. Just looking into his eyes can make me weak in the knees.
“Babe, keep on looking at me like that. I’ve been trying to
behave myself, but when those hazel eyes give me that pleading look, it makes
it very hard.” Connor leans down brushing his lips across my own. A small sigh
escapes my lips as I open my mouth to him, which he takes full advantage of
with his probing tongue.
Before the kiss can progress, Michelle interrupts us. “Not
now you two! I’m hungry, and I want
differ. I’m hoping having Sly with me, my confidence will boost and I’ll feel a
little more comfortable to let myself go with Connor.
I decide on a pair of black leggings, a light green colored
button down shirt that hangs just past my rear, and thick black belt for
tonight matched with my basic black ballet flats. I dry my hair and add in a
few loose curls to frame my face, but I leave it hanging down my back. I put on
Michelle’s silver hoops that she left here a few months ago, and I’m all set. I
go with a neutral makeup look because I’m nowhere near as talented with makeup
application as Gabbi, and I’m afraid if I try too much, I’ll look like a clown.
I hear two sets of male voices when I walk out of the
bathroom into my bedroom. I hear Sly’s voice saying “You mess with my girl,
I’ll kill you. I love that woman. She is my best friend, and deserves to be
treated with respect.” Connor must already be here. I glance at the alarm clock
on my nightstand; I’ve only been home for about thirty minutes. He’s early. I
worry about Connor being left alone with Sly for too long, so I hurry along my
finishing touches.
Walking out of the bedroom, I see Connor sitting on the
couch while Sly is glaring at him from the matching oversized chair. Connor
immediately stands up, walking over to me to wrap me in a warm hug. “Sweetness,
you look gorgeous.” He kisses me on the cheek, and I feel my face flame.
Connor and I haven’t gone beyond soft and sweet kisses since
Tuesday night, but I am yearning for more. I remember the commanding way his
mouth took control, the way his tongue explored my mouth, his delicious taste.
My body sways into his embrace, as I put my hands up to his chest to steady
myself. It’s a really good thing I’m not planning on wearing heels again. He is
the one who looks utterly gorgeous tonight. Connor has on loose fitting black
jeans that hang low on his hips, his black boots that I have noticed he always
wears, and a fitted white shirt with the sleeves rolled up above his elbows
allowing a hint of his tattoo to peek out. I still haven’t seen the entire
thing, and I am dying to.
Michelle lets herself into the apartment without knocking on
the door. “Where is that dumbass that keeps trying to steal my bitch?” she
hollers tossing her purse on the kitchen counter. I absolutely love the banter
between her and Sly. I wish he would move out here and just get together with
her already.
Sly jumps out of the chair, hopping over the couch to get to
Michelle. “Listen, woman! We share custody of that little girl, and you need to
learn to share! Now come here!” He pulls her into a hug that I notice lingers a
little longer than it usually does.
Connor looks from Michelle to Sly, then back down at me.
He’s wrapped his arm around my waist, and is holding me tight against his side.
“Um, is there something with these two?” he whispers in my ear. His warm breath
is tickling me, sending shivers down my spine. “Seth has been asking about
her.” He adds.
Oh no! This could be interesting tonight. There is an
obvious attraction between my two best friends, but I’m not sure they realize
it, throw in another crazy man trying to vie for Michelle’s attention, and I
think Sly may blow a gasket. He’s just as protective over her as he is me, just
in a different way. “They don’t seem to notice the tension between them, but
there is definitely something going on.” I respond looking up into Connor’s
eyes. Just looking into his eyes can make me weak in the knees.
“Babe, keep on looking at me like that. I’ve been trying to
behave myself, but when those hazel eyes give me that pleading look, it makes
it very hard.” Connor leans down brushing his lips across my own. A small sigh
escapes my lips as I open my mouth to him, which he takes full advantage of
with his probing tongue.
Before the kiss can progress, Michelle interrupts us. “Not
now you two! I’m hungry, and I want
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