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The rest of the part seemed like a blur , all my mind could travel back to the sweet taste of her lips and how perfect my hands rested around the handles of her waist. Even with the singing of happy birthday as Camilla gushed at all the flashed cameras and smiled as everyone sung for her, it felt as if everything was drowned out and I could only focus on Zhavia who was beside her recording.
My mind kept racing back to the kiss and I could feel my palms sweat and electricity build inside me as I watched Zhavia. She was doing practically nothing and had me this shaken up and I wanted the night to be over so I could have her and her body to myself.
The night slowly came to a close, we cut cake, laughed and said our good nights. Kylan ended up staying over with Camilla as she was passed out on her bed from the intake of alcohol. The only people left were me and Zhavia and we decided to do some cleaning, we played Summer Walker on the speaker as we cleaned up the place and put everything back in order.
"Thanks for helping me fix things up." Zhavia said, as she picked up the last cup in the area and placed it in one of the trash bags. Thankfully we didn't have too much people fill up the place so it wasn't too messy. "Yeah, it's no worries."
"Even though I had to boss you around to clean correctly." Zhavia rolled her eyes and I smirked, "To be honest it's kinda sexy when you boss me around like that." I could tell Zhavia was trying to hold back the smile that wanted to appear on her face, "You're not funny, but it's strange how you're a pretty boy but you're pretty useless."
"Says the one who was moaning while eating the food that I made. I'm not as useless as you make it seem." I reply. Zhavia kissed her teeth, and I walked closer to her. "Where's this attitude coming from?" I ask, and Zhavia stepped even closer to me breaking the space between us. Her chest pressed against mine and the cleavage in her shirt made her breast poke out even more and my eyes couldn't help travel down. "I always have attitude." Zhavia says, a bottom lip tucked between her teeth.
Her eyes were low, and I could hear the change in tone and immediately I could feel myself go solid. Gosh, it really amazed me how much a girl can have an affect on me. "You know," I smirked, "I have a remedy on how I can fix that attitude of yours." Zhavia tilted her head, her eyes twinkled with playfulness as she spoke, "Why don't you use that remedy on me right now?"
My head reached down to her bare neck, she smelt of sweet cologne and liquor. My lips grazed against her neck and I could feel her body tense up, and I let out a amusing laugh. "You wanna know something?" I say before moving my head back to look down at her.
"What?" She asks. "I really have feelings for you." I say. At first she looked taken back with my words, but then her lips curled up in a smile, "You already coming at me with some cheesy shit? You easing into the role pretty easily."
