~Onyx's POV~
Several days passed and then it was Thanksgiving break, which my family had never celebrated so I just stayed at home, taking the time off to relax. I was the only one of my friends who didn't celebrate Thanksgiving with their family, so I was relatively used to being alone at this time of the year.
On Monday morning, the first day into the break, I opened my fridge in search of something to eat for breakfast and realized as I did that I was pretty low on food. I hadn't gone grocery shopping in about a week and a half now, so I suppose that was to be expected but I was still annoyed at the fact that I had to go to the store. Nonetheless I went and got ready to leave, arriving at the local Walmart within the hour.
I entered the building and grabbed a cart, wheeling it around as I made my way to the alcohol section first. I set two six packs in the cart and moved on, spending the next twenty minutes or so aimlessly strolling through aisles and tossing anything into the cart that looked appealing to me. Eventually I made my way into the side of the store that sold clothes, shoes, and things like that, knowing that I needed new boxers. Intent on heading over to the men's section, I passed right by the women's first.
However, as I was doing so, I saw a flash of fiery red hair out of the corner of my right eye. That wouldn't have normally caught my attention, but the length of the long hair had me snapping my head to the side to get a look, immediately knowing that it was Katya. I'd spent enough time with her to know the look of her soft, shiny red hair that fell to her lower back, almost brushing her ass, so I knew it was her the second I got a glimpse of her hair. Even so, I couldn't help but to be surprised to see her, as I'd thought she'd have gone back home to her family like everyone else. A confused furrow formed between my brows and I had pivoted on my heels before I even knew what I was doing, making my way towards her.
She was off in her own little world as she looked at a few sets of pajamas, not even noticing when I came to a halt close to her. For a moment I just peered over her shoulder, watching as she seemed to be debating between one that was designed for comfort and one that looked like it was made to be taken off—specifically by me. The comfy one was cute, consisting of a pair of little booty shorts and a Tom and Jerry themed T-shirt. Of course, the sexy one was, well, sexy. It was a short, black slip dress that was made of lace and a sheer fabric, certainly not something you'd wear for the sake of going to sleep.
A smirk formed on my lips. "You shopping to find pajamas or something to get you fucked?" I asked her in a low hum, causing her to squeal as she jumped in surprise and spun around to peer up at me.
"Onyx!" Katya huffed, an embarrassed flush to her cheeks as she gave me a dirty glare. "You're not funny." She told me with a scowl, but I just chuckled. I stepped around her and she watched me closely as I pointed between the two very different items of clothing. "Either one would look good on you." I said honestly, but that just made her give me a very uncertain look before she turned to look at them as well.
"Really?" She frowned. "You're telling me that you don't have a preference between the two? One is just as attractive as the other?" She challenged, gesturing a finger between the two. I eyed the side of her face for a moment and then trailed my gaze down the length of her body, from the tiny white tank top beneath her white and navy blue windbreaker jacket, over the curve of her waist and to her wide hips. Her thick thighs were exposed due to the short, navy blue skirt that she had on, two white stripes on either side of it, and her feet were covered in all white, high-top converse. Then I glanced at the pajamas that she was debating between, imagining each one on her and how she'd look in them. Maybe I was weird for thinking she'd be just as sexy in the Tom and Jerry pajamas as in that barely there dress.
"Exactly." I affirmed in a mutter. "And it's because I always end up eager to get you naked anyways."
"So just get what you want, Katya. Though if you can't choose, I'd be more than happy to take them both off of you." I teased, meaning it entirely. She glanced up at me and hummed, giving me a little nod of her head before she decided to grab both of them. I hesitated for a moment before I turned to leave, frowning at the odd satisfaction I felt when she hurried to follow me.
"What are you doing here?" She asked me, taking a glance into the cart of mine. I cocked up a brow at her and gestured to the contents inside of it. "What's it look like? I'm shopping." I responded, knowing my tone had a little bit of a bite to it. Her pretty eyes narrowed up at the side of my face and my blood rushed in my ears when her arm brushed up against mine. Everything she did had my head swimming lately, making my body behave strangely and making me do odd things. Things like offering her to spend the night at my house, in my bed with me, or things like seeking out more when her skin would just slightly brush against me. Shit, even noticing things like waking up and realizing that I could faintly smell her cupcake scent on the pillow she'd slept on the last time she'd been in my bed.
Even worse? I found it hard to be angry when she'd give me attitude or sass now. That hatred I'd reserved for her seemed to have slowly, gradually fizzled to nothing, only to be replaced with something much different.
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