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                                        𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐈

                                        𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐉𝐈

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Fantasia's love language was physical touch. I had learnt this real quick after we met.

Hand holds, hugs, thigh caresses, random cheek and forehead kisses. And more recently, kisses. As in lip to lip pecks.

I wasn't complaining though, shittt

Even now, we were laying on Danielle's bed and she was cuddled into my side as we listened to Dani reenact her firsts on set.

Corey, Colman, Phylicia and Halle had said their goodbyes earlier, leaving just the three of us in the hotel room. It kinda seemed like a tradition for us at this point.

It had been one of the reasons we had gotten so close. The three of us always found ourselves together whether it was after filming scenes, during lunches or after cast gatherings. Goofing around, teasing each other and talking shit, of course!

I was listening to Dani - well partly. Half my focus was on the woman who was practically on top of me. Her head resting on my shoulder as her hand lazily ran up and down my exposed stomach.

I watched as she laughed loudly at something Dani said. Her tongue slightly peeking through the front of her pearly whites as she did so.

Her hand paused for a second before she went right back to it, starting up again. I don't even think she realized what she was doing or that she was doing it. Her long, brown, stiletto shaped nails occasionally scratching against my skin.

Every time it did, my stomach literally fluttered like crazy.

Never had I ever felt this way before with someone who was supposed to be my friend. One of my best friends at that. The simplest things that Fantasia did made me feel so damn giddy like a school girl.

And I could tell from her small gestures and the way that she would just stare at me that she most likely felt the same.

I was however, trying my hardest to feign ignorance. Tasia had just gotten out of a relationship. Her divorce had been finalized a mere few months ago.

There was no way in hell I would bring up the obvious shift in our friendship first. This decision had been made partly out of my fear of rejection but also out of fear that it would come off to others as coercion.

I had been by her side since we stepped foot on the set of this movie. I was the first person she told after making the decision to file for divorce.

She had even made the statement so many times that she didn't know how she would've made it through the past year and a half without Dani and I by her side.

So how would it look for me to pursue her after having been there for her while she was in such a vulnerable state? Predatory!

Her eyes caught mine and mine moved straight to her lips as she smiled bashfully before puckering them dramatically, giving me an air kiss.

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