Ear Candy - A WLW Fiction

Chapter 24

Rosie's POV

During the time that Dante was resting, I was pretty much useless. There was a physician looking out for her yet even with that fact, I was still forced to look after her by my mom... Well ... More like accompanying her till the swelling vanishes and she feels exceptionally well.

Or so I thought she is already well, I was suddenly dragged to her workplace. Yes, you read it right.

  Based on what Dante said, I had to be there to take responsibility if ever she might need some 'first aid help' which by the way I think is a crappy excuse since she's well and running. Who even brings outsiders to their workplace?!

I squinted my eyes, glaring at the blazing ray of the sun as I wait for the members to finish changing their clothes inside their tents and get started on filming. I sat on the back of Sawyer's Jeep that she brought along with her and rested on it.

   I'm bored but what can I do other than sit and wait. I don't want to cause any problems since I can't afford to have that face for it.

I flinched when I felt a cooling feeling on my back and turned to find what it was.

There stood Dante, holding a can of Cola which was the culprit of the startling sensation. But instead of stating a snarky remark to scold her, I was left speechless of what I see infront of me.

She was wearing a cheetah printed two-piece and on the bottom, she was wearing over it with a black denim pants. What was dreadful about it was how it was left unbuttoned and unzipped enough for me to have a look-see of her cheetah printed underwear and her waist was wrapped around with bling-blings that says, 'Bitch'.

   Her make up was more in a smokey side, her lips were painted maroon red and her black hair has been pushed back by a pair of sunglasses.

"Figured you'd be here." She smirked. I gulped as I fight the urge to look down and fantasize about her body. Focus on her face, Roseanne. No, No don't look down.

"Aren't you going to take the drink?" My eyes immediately shifted to her hand and I absentmindedly took it not realizing that I wasn't looking at her hand. I was looking at the abs right through it.

Wait... That looks so...

"Are you done?" I heard her ask. I was ogling over it and counted it over and over again, making sure I've seen six.

"Done what?" I opened the cola and drank it, suddenly feeling a little thirsty as I stared back at her abs who I feel like it's also staring right at me.

Suddenly, her face came into view as she squatted so her face would level to mine. "Is this your first time seeing my body in broad daylight?"

I flabbergastingly spat my drink and all the carbonated drink went out through my nose and some spilled from the can because of my immediate reaction and spilling through my dress and on my lap.

Dante was fast enough to avoid the unexpected cola fountain splerting off of me.

I gasped at my own stupidity and patted the sugary liquid off of my dress as if it will do any good. Ugh! I feel sticky now!

My cheeks heated upon the embarrassing insight. Am I seriously that transparent to her?!

"Get me my bag." I heard her asking a staff to get her bag for me. The only thing I could think I'm fortunate of is the fact that we're in the area where a lot of people could see the humiliation that just happened to me. Still I was humiliated by the fact that I was caught in the act and reacted in a way that favored her assumptions.

When the staff came back with her bag, she took out a pack of wet wipes and gestured me to turn lift my skirt up. I looked at her with my mouth gaped open.