I Hate Love✅

32. New Relationship?

She said bye to her mother and David and sped off in Icee's Lambo. The valet parked it at the hotel and made it to her room. She didn't know if DJ was going to rush over as well, so all she had time to do was make sure her face was cute. He had seen her with no make-up, wigless, fresh out of the shower, but she still wanted to be cute for him.

She was debating getting dressed into something sexy but remembered she did not bring anything sexy unless you count just her underwear.

"Then there it is!"

She stripped off her clothes and looked herself over. Fresh facial and massage, she felt refreshed. She looked good. Still skinny, no booty, just enough breasts. DJ liked them.

A knock and she rushed out of the bedroom into the living room to open it.

She struck a sexy pose for him and he stood there taking her in with a grin.

"Hey," she said, trying to sound sexy.

"Girl, get yo sexy ass in here showing off everything to anybody that walks by." He grabbed her in his arms and she jumped on him, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he closed the door.

"I missed you."

"I missed you too and Imma show you how much."

He kissed her and she wanted to pump her fist in the air like a character in a romance movie when she got the man. His kisses were divine. He had the perfect lips, just the right amount and so soft. Like the boy for sure moisturized his lips on a daily.

She missed his hair out though, even if she liked it braided. Now she couldn't run her fingers through it.

"What are we doing tonight?"

"I can scream!"

He chuckled at her. "Calm down girl, we have all night."

He sat her down and looked around the suite.

"Did you have to get the suite? We could have linked up in any little room."

"Boy, I don't do anything little. Come to the bedroom." She pulled him by his arm.

"You know these suites like fifteen hundred a night. You coulda got a room for two fifty if all we're gonna do is be in the bedroom." He stopped her, turning back to go into the living room. "You eat? Wanta order something or-"

"How about..." She slid her hand into his gym shorts. "I eat you and you eat me."

"Come on Gin girl, for real." He moved her hand and fixed his pants. "You wanted some privacy for us, we have that, we can do other things." He walked to the sofa and sat, grabbing the remote control.

"Other things? I wanted privacy so we can do what we do best. We coulda watched TV or play some games at my mom's place. Phuh!" She scoffed arms across her chest. She was standing there in barely there panties and bra and he was more interested in what was on TV.

"Come here Gin, sit down with me." He patted the spot beside him.

She walked over and sat next to him.

"We are always having sex, can we get to know each other better?"

"I already know you, DJ."

"Then I don't know you. I mean, outside of being Ginger motherfucking Hollands...and even that person I've seen on TV is a mystery. You don't give much...I mean, I dug up some old interviews and..."

"What?" She moved away, watching him. "Why are you trying to get in my business like that? You have something you want to know about me, fucking ask!"

"How many times have you been arrested?"