A Waiting Game

Yeah, and?

Tristan POV:

I woke up in what looked like Lem's room? I looked at my phone seeing it was now 4:37 am. "How tf did I get in here?" I asked myself out loud as I looked around for him but didn't see him. I guess I slept a little longer than I planned to. I was tryna give the liquor a chance to calm down and it was loud in the living room so in my drunk mind, Lem's bed was the best option.

Tonight had been weird but fun. Me and Lem had a few awkward moments but he kept it cool which made me feel comfortable and not overthink too much. Lem really was a cool ass nigga. He was funny and kind which I admired a lot. Hold up I can't be admiring this nigga. That's my problem now. For whatever reason it seemed like I was developing a little....I don't know.....crush or something on him. I couldn't put my finger on it but something told me he got down.

I wasn't sure but I could've sworn I was catching vibes off of him tonight. If I was honest I'd say he was even plotting on me. I wasn't mad though because I was plotting on his fine ass too. I peeped everything about this man at work. From his looks, to the way he dressed, to how he spoke, to his personality; he was 10/10 in my opinion. I was a lil fucked up though because I had a genuine connection with Tika as well but it just wasn't moving forward for real. We had been on dates and chilled with each other a lot but she just always seemed to give me the run around.

Lem on the other hand was a mystery. He was always so formal at work that I thought that was how he always was. That's why I hadn't really kicked it with the gang like that outside of work. Baby boy totally caught me off guard when he came to the door wet and shirtless. That mf fine as fuck too. I had noticed his physique in his work clothes, but seeing him with no shirt, water dripping, nipples looking like they could put my eye out was different. I purposely got there a little early hoping I could find out if he was really with that gay shit. I figured he was when I felt him damn near put his hand on my ass when he greeted me at the door. Then when I saw him naked it took everything in me not to jump him right then and there. I kept it cool though cause I didn't know if he was into men like me. I can't lie though his ass fat af and his dick thick and long af. I wanted to eat boffum.

The door opened slowly knocking me out of my thoughts. It was Lem.

"Oh you woke? My bad bro I was just coming in here to get some changing clothes, ima go sleep on the couch."

"Naw boss man" I spoke groggily still kinda sleepy. "This yo house and yo bed, I was actually finna just bounce." I said as I got up still kind of stumbling. He caught me as I almost fell in the doorway and we locked eyes as he held me there for a few seconds before snapping out of it and lifting me to my feet.

"I don't think you in a position to drive so just chill here and sleep it off." He said

"I'm good bro." I tried but he shut that down with the quickness

"Nigga you not driving like that. I don't know what I'd do if something happe......I mean if I let you leave and you got hurt." Why did he change what he was about to say like that? Is this nigga nervous?

"Aww you care about me?" I asked in a baby voice while pinching his cheek mocking him

"You my employee, of course I care about you Tristan." He almost instantly regained his cool; something I could never do.

I had a few embarrassing slip ups tonight. The "feed me" comment at the domino table probably being the worst. I was just glad no one heard it. He did look at me after I said it making me question if he heard it.

Then there was the conversation in the kitchen after Liv walked out. Something about the way he was looking and talking to me made me feel like he was flirting. I definitely was but I was tryna be slick about it in case he wasn't with it.