Angelica, a tattooed woman who keeps her emotions and depressing past to herself, and Vinnie, the guy who recently got cheated on by his Ex-Girlfriend - both meet one night. Angelica drinks her night away and wakes up in his bed.
She leaves the nex...
On a normal and easy day off, both vinnie and I spent the days together.
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"You hungry?" I turned, looking back at Vinnie while he yawned.
"Starving actually." His eyes straightened as he stood up to walk towards me.
Being playful, I stepped back as he walked towards me. Unfortunately, on my last step, I bumped into the stove, luckily the eye wasn't on.
"I could've burnt my hand." I sighed, pressing my hand on my chest as he looked down at me.
His head lowered down and he kissed my neck as he whispered, "my bad.", kissing me on the lips. My eyes softly closed from his pleasure and I aggressively moaned as he lightly nibbled on my lip. Next, his hands cupped themselves on my ass, squeezing it as if it was a plushie.
"ah," I yipped, shocked by his touchiness.
I'm currently on my period and my sex drive was going crazy. But to avoid mess, we're just refraining from being active for a bit. As of right now, my hair was being deep conditions with the cap on top, saturating it. Vinni helped me wash it :)
"What if we made cookies?" He kissed me one last time, letting his thumb run over my lips before his hands move to my love handles.
"isn't that so old fashion?" I turned around with my back to him, facing the stove and trying to figure out what I was craving.
"-or a cake?"
"You're craving sugar, hmn?" I giggled, moving from in front of him and going into my room to grab my phone.
"Is that why you're so addictive, sweetheart?" he shouted sarcastically so I could hear
And so, we did decide to make a cake. Thanks to the universe that I just sprung the idea a week ago.
As I'm measuring the last pour of water, I watched vinnie dip his finger in and lick the raw batter.
"Damn we did a good job." He smiled with his hand up, waiting for a high five.
"of course I did," I jokingly rolled my arms with my arms crossed.
"You did?" he squinted his eyes and looked around the room as if there was an imaginary camera.
From there we popped the cake in the oven and let it bake. My hair had been soaking for too long, so I decided to wash it out and let vinnie do the decorating.
Someone answer why, when I came from the bathroom with the towel covering my hair, I walked into the kitchen to find him decorating the cake to this:
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I looked at Vinnie, who was already smiling and I couldn't hold it in anymore. I bust out laughing too.
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After eating cake for Dunch, Vinnie and I were content.
Alexa was playing Girl by The Internet and we were both slow dancing in my living room like we were teenagers.
His strong hands were gently gripped on my waists and mine wrapped around his neck, letting all the scenery melt away. We laughed at each other's silliness, but yet we still looked in each other's eyes wanting each other.
The windows that showed the city all across us now had rain falling in every part of it. Meanwhile, vinnie and I could care less if the world was ending.
"Promise to try and bear with the worst sides of me. When I get mad at you, it's because I care." I pressed my head on his chest, letting us rotate.
"I'm not sure where this is coming from, but of course I promise." He chuckled, leaning his head on mine.
"I'm not sure how I got so lucky, that's all." I snuggled my head further into him.
"I don't know how I got so lucky either,"
"Remember that first day, or technically night - that we met?"
"absolutely" I smiled.
"I always wonder what would've happened if I never met you. What would I be doing right now?" he sighed.
"what are you trying to get at?" I got offended.
"no, not like that. Look, all I'm saying is that this is the happiest I've felt in a long time."
"I think this is the happiest I've felt in a long time too."
That day I made a promise to myself not to drink anymore. There was no need to drown me in guilt and dressing thoughts when I was already happy. Although it was hard, I tried my best. I promised to kiss him more and show myself that I was ready for that L-word.
