Chapter 31

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As we were cuddling, my phone started to buzz. I pulled it out and saw that it was old friend from high school. "Holy shit." I exclaimed, sitting up from having my head on his chest. He wrapped his hand around my waist, squeezing my side, making me blush.

"Who's calling Angel?" He asked, staring at my tattoos and placing a kiss to my little ghost one on my ribs.

"It's Isabelle. She's an old acquaintance of mine from high school."

"Acquaintance?" He asked, chuckling. Placing another kiss to the ghost tattoo.

"Yeah, we weren't really friends. But we got along decently well."

"Well answer it, let's see what she wants."

"Okay." I answered the phone and put it on speaker. "Be quiet." I whispered to him. He zipped his lips shut and threw him self back down onto the pillow, placing his arms above his head. Making me stare at his gorgeous chest and tattoos.

"Hey Layla, this is Isabelle." Her voice was higher than I remember, it almost seemed like she just inhaled a tank of helium. 

"Hey Isabelle." I asked, stifling back a life. Bam's hand was in his mouth, biting down on his fingers so he wouldn't burst out laughing.

"So your probably wondering why I called you after all these years. Well I heard that you were in West Chester for some reason and I had to see if you wanted to meet up for drinks. Because I'm in the city for a modelling gig this week and I couldn't miss the opportunity to see my old friend."

Friend...yeah...no. We hung out till I dropped out. I than heard she moved to Europe and I didn't see her since. Also modelling in West Chester...is she modelling for a car dealership. Because that means her career is quite sad.

I looked to Bam and rolled my eyes a little. I placed the phone on my chest. "Why not Angel. Go hang out with one of the chipettes." He whispered.

My eyes went wide and I smacked his chest. "Brandon Margera!" I whispered yelled. I flipped him off and brought the phone to my lips. "I would love to, tonight the bar on Main Street, say eight?"

"Great. I'll see you than." I hung up the phone and tossed it aside.

"You asshole!" I yelled, climbing on top of him.

"What it's true. She sounds like she's the missing member of the chipettes."

"Oh my gosh." I burst out laughing, placing my head on Bam's chest, just cry laughing. He wrapped his arms around me and began laughing as well.

"Want me to come with for emotional support?" He asked, rubbing up and down my back.

"You just wanna see if she looks like a chipmunk."

"No..."He smirked. I leaned up and kissed him.

"You are such an idiot!"

"And you love me for it."

"Deep, deep, deep, deep down in my black heart there's some love for you."

"Well that's better than nothing." He grabbed my chin and placed my lips back on his. We continued to kiss as he grabbed my thighs and pulled me up.

I pulled away from the kiss and stared in his eyes. "You ready for round three, you seem a little tired cowboy." I teased, running my hands along his pecks.

His eyes darkened. He grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my back. "I will never be that tired to not go another round with you and your gorgeous body." He stated firmly, staring down at me with the most beautiful eyes.

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