Never Too Soon

Wasn't Talking About the Sky

POV: Harper

"Darius is going to be so mad that he wasn't here to take pictures." Max giggled as he circled me to make sure he didn't miss a single detail.

"Do you know anything about this date other than where it is?" I asked him once he was done checking for flaws.

"I do." Max nodded his head.

"Well, spill." I motioned with one hand to get him to continue.

"I have been sworn into secrecy." He put his hands up.

I rolled my eyes and sat on the bathroom counter so I could slide the heels on.

"She also spilled a few details of your sexy time yesterday since she can't keep shit from me."

"Oh yeah? Like what?" I quirked a brow. I wasn't embarrassed by him knowing by any means. It's Max. He's the gay uncle I didn't know I needed until he forced his way into my personal life.

"I already had bottom vibes from you, but I didn't think you'd be a switch." Max bent down to help me with the strap around my ankle.

"I mean, I'm mainly a bottom, but Lauren was acting all cocky, so I showed her that I could be cocky too by making her cum more times than I did." I shrugged.

"Aye! Atta girl!" Max high fived me before standing up. "How many times?"

"I came twice and she came three times." As soon as the words left my mouth he threw his head back and laughed.

"That's my girl!" He pulled me into a brief tight hug.

Max took me by my shoulders and turned me around so I could finally see myself in the mirror.

"Once again Max, you outdid yourself." I smiled at my reflection as I took myself in.

"I know." Max shrugged before opening the bathroom door. "Your woman is waiting in the living room and I have to get into town for a shoot."

"Thank you for helping me. I don't know what I'd do without you." I tightly gripped onto the rail so my clumsy ass didn't fall down the stairs in the five inch heels Max had me wear.

"Baby doll, you know you'd wear sweats and put your hair in a messy bun." He answered bluntly.

"That is a time where you go, you're welcome." I rolled my eyes.

Max only hummed as we reached the foot of the stairs.

"Dawned in Louis Vuitton's Fall formal wear line, we have Harper Ryan." Max introduced me as the MC would on a runway.

"Holy shit!" Lauren covered her mouth with her fist as soon as she caught sight of me. "How? Just- wow." She slowly blinked at me.

I blushed and looked down at my feet until Max snapped his fingers in my face and lifted my chin up.

"Own that shit. You're gorgeous. Own it." Max gave me a stern glare before disappearing into the kitchen.

"I just don't understand." Lauren looked me up and down.

"Understand what?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"How you are so stunning. I mean really." Lauren ran her fingers through her hair. "Hell, it's not fair." She chuckled.

I rolled my eyes with hopes she'd drop it.

"Baby, you're prepossessing. It's not a compliment. It's a fact." Lauren walked over to me with a smile.

I looked away, but refrained from looking down to avoid another scolding from Max.

"I feel underdressed." Lauren mumbled after kissing my forehead.