During Genieve's stay she had grown quite close to Ms De Santa. Although at first the woman was rough around the edges, and was a person she though she'd never cross paths with, they got along well. Chatting about their little hobbies as they shared breakfast, the two men attempted to clamber their way over.
Amanda handed her husband a glass off water, which was quickly snatched by Trevor and finished. "I am way too tired to deal with this bull shit." Michael angled his head towards the tap, using the other hand to turn the faucet.
The two men slumped upon each other watched the women from the side.
"So...what now?" Michael fixed himself up.
"What do you meaaan?"Trevor slurred.
"You and Genieve of course," Michael rolled his eyes." You gonna take her home? Or you gonna keep her?"
"Well that is a lovely question dear old buddy ol' pal," Trevor patted Michael's back.
"You have not a clue, do you?" Micheal sighed. "Ok, it seems I have no choice." Trevor stared at the reptile completely puzzled. "O TREVOR WHAT DID YOU WANT TO SAY TO GENIEVE?"
The two women twisted their head towards the men.
"I hope your balls get set on fucking fire," Trevor whispered as he walked towards the brunettes.
"Love you too pal," Michael chuckled.
"Genieve," he walked out towards the terrace. Silently following after, she closed the door after herself.
"What are you doing?" Amanda's eyes narrowed at her husband.
"I'm setting things straight," Michael slid his arm around her waist.
"And I've heard that how many time?" She walked off.
Meanwhile, outside Trevor was attempting to sort the consequences of his actions.
"So..." he began.
"So?" Genevieve mimicked.
"You have no place to stay," he started. "And I have a home-"
Genevieve had a feeling this would take forever to finish and interrupted his sentence.
"Are you asking me to stay at your home?"
"Bingo," he grinned.
"Well i guess I have no choice," she smiled. "I guess we're stuck together." She stepped closer to him.
"I guess we are," he stepped closer to her.
A/n
So autocorrect is my number 1 enemy. I'm not gonna bother editing cause I'm a lazy bum. Anyways, this whole time auto correct has been correcting Geneviève as Genieve. I'm too lazy to go through every chapter and edit this because I'm already annoyed the pics go after I publish and save so yh. Hope you enjoyed reading lots of love 💕💕💕
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