wrong number | b.e.

Stop saying "sorry" | 062

WRONG NUMBER
- Billie -
A little over 2 weeks later...

Me and Vae are back home in LA now after having the best time in Italy together. We went to a few different parts of Italy and it was so much fun.

I'm glad to be home though. I missed the dogs and my family.

"Baby, grab me a towel please?" Vae asks from the bathroom. "Yup, gimme one sec, mama." I reply. I grab a towel for her in the closet and hand it to her through the door. "Thank you." She smiles.

"Of course, beautiful." I say. I sit back down on the bed and wait for her to come out since she just showered.

Vae comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later in nothing, making me groan into my hands. "Don't do this to me right now."

"Do what?" She asks innocently. "Just getting dressed for work."

"You're fucking evil, Nevaeh." I say. "I'm not doing anything!" Nevaeh says, pulling one of my shirts over her head. "And now you're stealing my clothes too." I add.

"You'll get over it." She rolls her eyes and kisses my lips. "I love you, baby."

"I love you more." I smile softly. "I'll be home in a little while." She tells me. "Zay working today too?" I ask. "Mhm." Vae nods her head. "That's good." I say, putting my hand on the side of her face. "Have a good day at work, baby."

"Thank you." She smiles sweetly. "Be safe." I tell her. "I will." She says. Nevaeh kisses me once more, then walks out of the bedroom. I hear her say goodbye to the dogs before the front door shuts.

Now that she's finally gone, I can go to my appointment.

- Nevaeh -

I stop by Zay's apartment building and text him to let him know I'm here. When he comes out, he gets in the car and buckles his seatbelt. "Hey, twin."

"Hey, queen."

"Um, it's actually king, thank you very much." He rolls his eyes. "Too bad." I say.

"Whatever. Can we get coffee before work?" Isaiah asks. "Sure." I shrug.

Me and Zay have coffee addictions.

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"Tiana, please take the tutu off your head!" Isaiah groans as he chases after the little girl.

Right now, we have our class of little kids right now from ages 4-6, so it's not always.. enjoyable.

"No!" She giggles and runs away from him. "Nevaeh, will you help me?" He sighs. "That's your job, you're my employee." I smile innocently.

"I hate you." Isaiah grumbles.

"Get over here, Tiana! I'm gonna tell your mom!"

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"I hate children." Isaiah huffs as we get in the car. "Aw, but they're your own kind!" I tell him. "Fuck you." He rolls his eyes. "Sorry, you're not my girlfriend, so I'll have to pass." I smirk.