My Co-Worker Hates Me

Chapter XIII

Who was missing some seggsy time between these two? cuz i know i was :c

enjoy!

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Two weeks later I find myself so fucking nervous and anxious. Today is Friday, it's a holiday so we have the day off and I finally get to meet Porsche's family.

Normally I wouldn't be this nervous when meeting my lover's family but Porsche did just come out to them, and they were super supportive of him but he also told them why he was so sad before and I'm honestly quite scared that they won't forgive me. I'm especially scared of baby brother Porchay, I don't know why. If they don't like me, it only means I'll have to get on my knees and ask for forgiveness cause there's no way I'll ever be comfortable knowing the family of my boyfriend don't accept me.

"Relax, for the love of god." Porsche says for the fifth time. He's driving me to his house, where I'll spend the night and tomorrow we're finally heading to our trip to the beach. He spent the night out with Pete and some friends and came to pick me up in the morning; he showered and changed clothes in my apartment and then he headed out to his car. "I told you they're excited to meet you and they don't resent you so much... The presents you bought for them will be enough. Stop your legs!" He shouts and pats my leg with one hand. He smiles while looking at the road and I do calm down a little bit so I stop the stumps with my legs.

I grab his hand from my leg and kiss it.

He's wearing glasses, a white button down shirt, open up to his chest; the sleeves were rolled over his elbows and he was wearing it out, over a super short pair of olive green shorts, barely longer than the shirt itself and a pair of black sneakers. He had accessorized it with only a watch and a necklace I bought for him during that trip I had with Boss for business.

I had totally forgotten about it but he found it during one of his sleepovers at my place and I was finally able to give it to him, he wears it 4 out of the 5 business days; it looked incredible against his brown skin... Man, he's just gorgeous with anything and with nothing, okay?

When I saw him coming out of my bathroom dressed like this, I almost drooled all over my carpet. I had the hardest time not throwing him in my bed and fucking him right there.

Not that we've done it yet, but still. The wanting is there.

Porsche keeps distracting me the whole way, which makes it easier for me to relax. He chitchats about everything and tells me all about his friends who I haven't even met yet, but it's endearing knowing more of him.

I literally feel like the drive to his house lasts two minutes when he parks in the garage of his house. He waits for me to come out of the car and stretches his hand out for me to grab, so I do. I start hearing my heartbeats in my throat.

"It's okay." He reminds me.

We take the presents out of the car and head to the house. He opens the door and has us enter. He asks me to leave my shoes and the presents at the entrance and heads from the hall to the living room area.

I noticed this that time as well, but his house is very big for three people. It has a lot of clear space and very comfy-looking furniture. There are family pictures in one wall and there's a lot of light coming from the big window that faces the front yard. It must have been fun growing up in such a family friendly home. I could imagine Porsche running around the living room and I could almost see him and Porchay breaking that mirror their mom loved so much.

I'm distracted looking at the house that I barely notice when a young woman with a bright smile –just like Porsche's comes out of what looks like the kitchen and dining area. She looks so much like Porsche, but with more feminine features I can hardly take my eyes off her until she's super close to us.