Chapter 6

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This is unedited. This takes place about two weeks after the last chapter. Above is what Jesy is wearing at the start of this chapter, except she's wearing shorts. Hope y'all enjoy!!

Jesy's POV:

I sit on the kitchen counter, where I convinced Daphne to put me for a minute, and watch her look through the fridge.

"You have to pick something to eat."

"I already told you what I want to eat." I smirk.

My smirk quickly fades however, when Daphne looks at me and I can tell she isn't impressed.

"Are you mad at me?" I tilt my head to the side and study her features.

She shakes her head. Sighing, she asks, "You know how I feel about you right?"

"Yeah." I respond almost hesitantly.

Daphne nods. "We both know how easy it would be to sleep together and use it as an escape from what's going on. I can't and won't do that and I think you know that."

"I do know that. And that's not what I want either."

"Then what do you want, Jesy?"

I grab her by her shirt and pull her in between my legs. "I want you to be mine."

"Your what?" She tilts her head to the side, looking absolutely adorable.

"My girlfriend."

"I would love to be your girlfriend!"

Daphne pulls me into a passionate kiss, her hands squeezing my hips. I drape my arms over her shoulders as I swipe my tongue over her bottom lip asking for entrance, which she grants. She pulls me to the edge of the counter causing my center to be against her stomach and I grind against her, moaning. The ringing of the doorbell makes the dogs go crazy. Daphne pulls back and I groan.

"No." I whine. "Ignore it. They'll go away."

She chuckles. "It could be important." Daphne trails kisses along my jawline and down my neck. She sucks harshly on my sweet spot causing me to release a loud moan.

"Fuck, baby!" I thread my fingers through her hair, keeping her close to me as I continue to grind against her.

Her lips travel down to my collarbone as the doorbell continues to ring and the dogs go crazy. She pulls away however, when we hear the click of the front door lock and the door opening.

"It can't be your Mom or the girls, they would've called first." She says quietly.

"Daphne, I'm scared."

"It's gonna be okay. I'm gonna take you off the counter. Where's your phone?"

"In the living room." I reply as she carefully slides me off the counter.

"Damn!" She whispers. "Okay, stay quiet. I want you to stay right here unless I tell you to run."

I look down at my right foot then back up at Daphne and arch an eyebrow.

"Okay, I want you to hobble as fast as you can to the guest room and lock the door. My phone is on the bed. Get it and call for help."

"I want to stay with you." I whine, scared of what might happen.

Daphne pulls a gun from her waistband and looks at me. "I know you do, princess, but since we don't know who just came in that door, it's safer for you if you aren't with me when I confront them."

"Wait!" I whisper yell, grabbing her shoulder. "Whoever it is has a key. Mom and the girls are the only other people besides you that have a key to my house."

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