If Only You Knew

Romeo & Juliet

Lee's POV

"Stop laughing bruh you gone mess it up!" Lester spoke with a big grin on his face.

"It's cold!" I laughed so hard my belly was jumping a little bit.

"Suck it up."

I glanced at the TV that was playing baddies and watched as they fought. For some odd reason, I got the urge to wrestle. And it just so happens that I'm here alone with Lester. Hmmm.

I watched as he finished placing the last pieces of wrap to my breasts. At first, I thought it was super weird when he suggested we do body casting but then I thought having a souvenir of my belly would be nice. The only thing was how hard I had to fight the urge to be all over him.

Since he kissed me last week me and Lester have naturally gotten closer. I felt guilty knowing he was with that white girl, but not guilty enough to stop. Plus we didn't do anything but flirt sometimes. It was harmless.

I had to keep myself focused on baddies or else I'd find myself staring into his big beautiful dark eyes or eyeing his juicy lips wishing I could taste them again. These hormones were killing me slowly.

"What you looking at?" He smirked down at me.

"Boy, nothing." I caught a fake attitude.

"Mhmm. Ight so you gotta sit with this for thirty minutes. Don't touch shit or fuck it up!"

I frowned. "I won't fuck it up."

"Yo clumsy ass is always knocking into sum so I'm telling you now, don't. Or else we gone have to do this again."

"I'm not doing this again. It's cold and it's stinks." I pouted and tried to fold my arms, forgetting I was still wet.

"Aht!" He quickly stood from the arm of my couch and rushed over to me holding my arms back.

I don't know why but that tickled me severely. My cheeks began to hurt from how hard I was laughing. This nigga was so scared of messing this up. But he was delusional if he thought I would sit through this again.

"Damn, daddy, my bad." I laughed.

"This is what I be talking bout." He chuckled. "Why the fuck would you fold yo arms knowing you got this shit on you?"

"I forgot!"

"That pregnancy brain be a muthafucker don't it?" He joked.

My lungs inflated with air and my eyes went wide as I dramatically responded to him. "No for real. I almost started crying the other day because I couldn't find my glasses. Guess where they were."

"Where?" He looked amused as he eagerly waited for my answer.

"On my head."

He busted out into that ugly-ass Windex laugh I always loved. His laugh was everything to me, that is why I always tried to make jokes around him.

"Yo goofy ass." He laughed. "At least you ain't cry though. Give me some."

He held his hand out to give me dap and I took it. Just then my phone rang and I picked it up but by the time I did the person had stopped calling. My Home Screen was showing and thanks to my brightness being up Lester could see it.