Ch. 11

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Mya's POV

I stand outside of Blaze's condo waiting for her to let me in. I should be at home studying, but I want to see her. She's been a little distant since the party and I'm guessing it's because of the cocaine incident. I didn't see anything wrong with it. I mean she does it all the time and it's not like I'm going to make it a habit. The last thing I need is her acting like another mom.

After a few more knocks the door opens and Blaze stands there staring at me.

"Hey. What are you doing here?" she says in confusion.

"I wanted to see you. Can I come in?"

She steps aside allowing me to come in and shuts the door behind me. "Is everything ok?"

"Yeah. We just haven't talked much and I miss you."

She smiles. "You're so cute. I missed you too. I've had a lot of shit to do recently."

"It's fine," I look around. "Where is your mom?"

"I kicked her out earlier today," she says, almost happily. "I was tired of her shit. Actually, talking to your mom helped me."

"You talked to my mom? Which one?" I ask.

"Alissa. She even invited me to dinner on Thursday. She said she's going to talk to Billie about everything," she informs me.

"Oh shit that's huge," I jump up and down excitedly. "I'm so glad I left the house."

"Why?"

"My mom likes to use sex to get her way," I cringe. "Mila and I realized that a long time ago. She's probably fucking mama's brains out right now. So gross."

"Damn," Blaze chuckles. "I guess you should chill here for a while then."

"If that's ok with you," I smirk.

We sit down on the couch and pick something random to watch on tv. Blaze rests her hand on my thigh and rubs it gently. I know it's innocent, but I quickly start to get turned on. Leaning over I nibble on her ear before placing kisses along her jawline. I can see her smirk when I move to her neck and suck lightly.

"What are you doing?" she asks.

"I want to do something fun," I whisper.

She looks over at me. "What's your idea of fun?"

"You and me in your bed naked," I say as I straddle her lap.

"Oh really?" she smirks and holds me tight before standing up. She carries me to her bedroom and puts me on her bed.

I prop myself up on my elbows and watch as she removes her shirt, tossing it aside.

"Am I about to get a strip tease?" I bite my lip.

She chuckles. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes," I giggle. "Take it off."

With a playful smirk on her face, she pulls out her phone and connects to her speaker. Once the music starts she begins to dance for me and I can't stop smiling.

Blaze is usually serious and always wearing her resting bitch face, but not in this moment. Right now she looks like a goofball as she tries her best to entertain me.

"Damn baby throw some ones or something," she jokes as she moves closer to me.

"I thought this was a free show," I pout, grabbing her by the belt and pulling her close.

My fingers slowly detach the black leather from the silver buckle before moving on to the zipper and button of her pants. I look up to see her watching me intensely. She licks her lips and instantly sends chills down my spine.

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