Love At First Sight
Meet Lylee, fresh faced and a talented head turner, numbing her way out of the after effects of a toxic relationship, she rebounds and remixes her way in and out of chaos, friendships, fallouts and the inevitable binds of lust an...
My suite was comfortable and a homey feel to end my night. I showered and changed into Gucci sweatpants and a vest as I recorded some footage for my next blog. Recapping on the dinner, giving a hotel suite tour and briefly acknowledged drake's house, and anticipating all planned to come before running through my nightly skin care routine. I messaged him to say I was home, hair tied under a black silk scarf that matched my kimono robe and nothing else. He FaceTimed me, also in bed- shirtless but only showing his face at first.
" hey, you okay" " I'm good just got out of the shower - recorded a video for YouTube - I'm going to sleep until like 2 then go to the spa-" " it's already 5 - You ain't tired-" " I'm going to sleep now, once I upload this video - it's 45% done now -" " cool... I like your robe-" I went to retie it, tipsily forgetting I was naked underneath and exposed most of my cleavage to his shock. " wow - my bad" " it's cool ... " " so what's up Drake -" " I just wanted to say good night" " you sure?" He lowered the phone and I could see his sculpted chest and my eyes opened up. " For sure... I like you, Lylee - I want you to be okay " " thank you, that's really sweet... where's 40, Chubbs? " they went home - "
" so you're lonely?" " you know what... I used to like it..." " being a playboy-" " being alone" " you've had girls, relationships -" " but I've never not felt alone in them -" he was looking at me crazy, like he knew how I felt too. It was weird how much a look could make me feel, the first few times but I chopped it up to the alcohol and shallow surface level attraction most men had to me. " me too... you have no idea -" " I see it... but I don't know how.... your ex must hate himself... now he needs help- I would take you seriously from day one-" he referenced my freestyle and I laughed. " look... you're so sweet I think I'm going to go to bed -" he felt jolted, but played it off calm and collected as he knew how to. " okay, enjoy the rest of your week... I'll talk to you about your sessions in the week" " wait - I wanna ask you something" " what's that-" I put the phone on the stand to the side of the bed and turned to face him.
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I just looked for a while, as he enjoyed the view of my rob unloosening, and the side view of my thick thighs. " are you, always this nice-" " I'm a nice guy-" he laughed and I smiled back, but wasn't convinced. I asked if he was open to a real conversation, not as his client but a woman. " sure - I'm a grown man -" I liked that, and saw it in him. To be honest he was always seemingly clear in wanting something deeper, from the start. I was healing parts of myself hurt during my teenage heartbreak, as a young woman, well a woman over 10 years younger than Drake. " why are you always flirting with me?" He didn't expect It but said he respected my attempt at being open and direct.
" like I said, you're special...Lylee Santiago" " special-" " sure... I really like your energy, you know... you're interesting, not just fine and you're fine as hell... fucking gorgeous-" I blushed and smiled innocently taken by surprise, his adoration not something I expected. " you're going to be amazing, you already have been-" " Thats it... all you want is for my music to blow?" " Yes - I hope you trust me enough to take my word" " so you never be wanted to sign me, to smash?" " No! Never Lylee... you sing and I wanted to help" " you think I'm talented and that's it- if I was to... you know-"
