Harmony's POV
"How yo ass manage to steal my dog from me?" Trevon asks sarcastically while admiring me playing with his dog Kilo.
"If I can steal your dog from you, I wonder what else I can steal from you?" I question playfully.
"Hell nah, keep yo hands off my shit," Trevon says semi-seriously.
"Nall, now I gotta really watch cho ass around my stuff, you ain't joking," Trevon says as he pretends to walk around his apartment hiding his belongings.
"You have nothing that I want," I say, dismissing Trevon with one hand, and quickly turning my attention back to his dog.
"Fasho, dat's what any thief would say," Trevon says sarcastically.
"When yo ass planning on getting dressed?" Trevon asks bluntly with a raised eyebrow.
"For?" I say playing dumb.
"Damn, yo ass is great at playing the amnesia role. U acting like we didn't have a whole ass conversation last night bout having a do-over date because somebodies ex ruined da first one," Trevon says bluntly.
"Must have slipped my mind. Thanks for reminding me, I'll go get dressed right now," I say as I head over to his room, pick up my spend-the-night bag, and look through it for something cute to wear.
"I think I want to turn some heads tonight," I thought as I slipped into my tight-fitting gold Dior dress that highlighted my every curve just right.
After getting dressed and selecting the perfect pair of gold heels to match, I made my way to his bathroom to do my hair and makeup.
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Deception (Urban Fiction)
ActionWarning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin...