(18+) These Three Words | A DeVanté Swing Fanfiction

Chapter 6: The Kitchen Counter

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November 3, 1998

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

"FRONT DOOR OPENED." Tia's security door announced. "FRONT DOOR CLOSED." It said once I closed it.

I stuffed the keys back in my pocket. I don't know why she has a security door and gatekeepers. I kicked my shoes off in my favorite corner, took off my coat, and walked inside the main door.

"Aye, bay bay?" I called out.

I know she's here. I checked the den first and sat snacks down on the table. Then I checked her office. She wasn't there, so I made my way up the stairs to her bedroom. Nothing. I went into her bedroom's bathroom and she isn't there either. While I'm in here, I might as well wash my hands, because I know how she is. It's routine. Why the fuck does she have also these windows open?

"Tia?" I went back downstairs about to make my way to the basement, but something told me to check the kitchen. I did smell food when I walked into the house.

I noticed she has all the windows open. Why the fuck does she have them open down here too? It's cold as fuck! I opened the kitchen door to see I was right. There she is, bent over in the fridge in her draws. I silently walked closer to her then slapped, grabbed, lifted then squeezed her ass.

"Babe, you can't be doing that. You know Donald has a key to my house now. If he catch us, we-"

I lifted up. "Tia..." I trailed off.

Tia chuckled under my breath then turned around and gasped when she met eyes with me. "Donald? Oh, hey baby. What are you doin' here?"

"Tia, stop fuckin' playin' with me." I leaned against the counter with a serious facial expression.

"It was funny though, right?" She laughed out loud, opening up a pineapple popsicle bar shoving it into her mouth.

"Hell, no. That shit ain't funny." I frowned at her with my arms folded. "What you doin' in just yo draws?" I asked.

"I don't know if you can tell, but I'm hot. Burning the heck up." Tia wagged her popsicle at me then leaned over the counter beside me. "After showering, I got out just to notice that Elijah had the heat blasting. Got right back hot."

"I saw him pulling out the garage right when I was pulling in," I told her.

"Yeah, he left. I didn't know you were coming back. I would've closed all the windows." She said to me, putting most of her weight on one leg.

My eyes went up and down her body as she spoke. "For real?" I said not really paying attention to her words. I can hear her though.

"DUHH, you're a whole reptile. Cold-blooded ass." She laughed.

"Ass... Yeah... I'm not even gon' lie to you, baby. You lookin' fine as fuck as always, so I'm not just sayin' because you damn near naked." I complimented. I stood with a lean with my hands covering my hardening crotch.

"I know." She replied cockily. "Thanks, babe." She smiled.

"Don't thank me. I didn't give you all that. You been had it." I forced myself to look away.