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Chapter 16: Staring and More Staring

It was Friday of the next week. My date with Chuck was tomorrow. Throughout the whole week, I had kept pestering him to tell me where he was taking me, but he wouldn't budge. All he told me was that I should dress up. So now I was heading to the cage because Violet had insisted that I borrow one of her dresses, so I was going to get it.

Vince opened the secret door for me and I headed down. I opened the office door because that was where she told me to meet her, but when I walked in, I saw Damien in his chair and Rocco standing next to him. They both turned their heads to me.

"Oh! Uh. I'm sorry. Violet told me she would be here. I-" I was about to turn around to walk out.

"Hi, Naya! It's ok. You can sit here. Violet should be here any minute." Rocco pointed to the sofa. Damien nudged his friend with his elbow, and Rocco grunted.

"Oh, no it's fine. I'll wait outside." I pointed behind me.

"Nah. Come sit down." Rocco came over to me and took my hand, leading me to the sofa. I awkwardly sat down, while the two men continued with whatever they were doing.

naya: violet where are you?

violet: ahh i'm sorry. i'll be there in 10 minutes. damien left without me so now i'm in an uber

naya: oh ok

I put my phone in my lap and sat there looking at the floor. It was kind of cold since I had decided to wear a crop top and shorts. I could hear Damien and Rocco whispering. It seemed important

"No. We should get the green one." Rocco said.

"That green looks like shit. We should get the yellow one." Damien argued back.

"Your face looks like shit," Rocco said, and I tried to hold in a laugh, but ended up coughing instead. Both boys looked up. Way to be invisible, Naya. "Let's ask Naya." Damien glared at Rocco, but he ignored it. "Naya. Can you come here?" Rocco gestured for me to come to the desk.

I got up and made my way around the desk, so I was standing on Damien's right and Rocco was sitting on the desk on the left side. When I looked at the desktop, I saw that they were looking at baby clothes. Definitely not something important.

"Why are you looking at baby clothes?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

"Damien's pregnant," Rocco said and this time, I couldn't hold in my laugh.

Damien, however, did not find the joke amusing and punched Rocco in the stomach, earning a groan out of him.

"Wes's wife is having a gender reveal. We're trying to get a gift and can't decide on what to get the kid." Rocco explained.

I looked at the screen. "Well. The green one does look like shit...."

"I told you." Damien directed at his friend.

"But, the yellow one looks like a dishrag," I added.

"Ha! Gottem!" Rocco laughed and playfully pushed Damien's shoulder back. "Ok. What should we get then?"

"How about the white one? It's simple and gender-neutral." I said.

"Which one? There's like 5 on the screen." Damien said.

I leaned over the desk because the desktop was more to the left side. I pointed to the one I had mentioned and looked back to see what they were thinking. When I turned, I saw Rocco looking at the screen, but Damien was staring down at something on the desk or more like my chest. I slowly turned my head down and realized what he was looking at. I quickly stood up from the position and adjusted my top which had sagged down at the front. Damien quickly brought his attention to the screen.