Trevor POV
Later That Day...
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I grabbed my water bottle as I walked outside to have my lunch break.
"Trevor wait!" I heard
I groaned as I heard my manager call my name.
"What Yvonne?" I said
"What's up?" She smiled
"Nothing why?" I asked
"Just trying to have a decent conversation with you." She shrugged
"Cut the bullshit Yvonne, what do you want?" I asked
"Trevor you know I want you" she said placing her hand on my chest and looking at me seductively
I scrunched up my face and removed her hand.
"Girl don't you ever touch me again." I chuckled
She put her hand on her hips and shifted her weight on her right foot.
"Tre you acting like you don't want me" she said
She passed the line when she call me Tre. Only my family and girlfriend can call me that. No one else.
"I'm Trevor to you" I scoffed
"What about daddy too?" She said licking her lips
"Mane gone some where!" I said getting aggravated
I felt her grab my manhood through my sweats and being to stroke Jr. I don't know what overcame me, I just kicked her in the throat. She must not know that Desire is crazy as fuck.
"Girl you gon' get ya self in trouble. Keep on playing. I'll have my girl to come up here to whoop your ass." I said before walking away.
"I'm taking the rest of the day off too bitch" I yelled before hopping in my car.
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I arrived back home and I seen Tremaine's car and a unfamiliar car. I got out my car and made my way to the front door. I unlocked the door and walked inside.
"Desire!" I yelled through the house
I walked towards the living room and she was holding Amari. I seen her father sitting in a chair and Tremaine asleep next to Desire.
"Wassup Mr.Great" I said
He gave me a simple head nod and smiled.
"Wassup mama" I said kissing Desire lips
"Why you here so early?" She asked curiously
"Babe when I tell you what happened please don't get mad" I said
"It depends on what happened. Talk" she said
"So my manager TRIED to flirt with me and I told her to go away. Next thing you know she start to stroke my buddy--"
I never seen Desire move so fast in my life. She was standing in front of me with a knife. She put the knife up to my neck.
"Girl move that knife, I kicked the girl in the throat before she could do anything else. It was my reflexes, I think she got an concussion." I laughed
"You better had kick that bitch! Oooo she better be happy I'm pregnant and I can't be doing all the moving and shit!" Desire said getting hype
"Girl sit down some whea'." Her dad laughed
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Size Doesn't Matter
Teen FictionSize shouldn't matter... Why everyone can't just love the person for who they are and not by their appearance. Desire always thought that... Why everyone judge her based off her looks? She has a pretty face but her body,she thinks other wise.