Trying first person POV to see if it will fit better
Troi
"I don't know which one to wear Celeste!" I whines as I held up the two wrap dress into the FaceTime camera
"Now T just go either the black one it's safe and gotta little cleavage for your mouse to take a peak at" I knew Celeste could help but tease after I let her in on the inside joke that Isaiah started "and a glossy red lip he'll probably need to be in a straight jacket to not devour you"
At the thought of Isaiah wanted to put his mouth anywhere near me. I could help but let out a deep sigh.
"Alright miss love struck focus I know you wanna jump his bones to but baby steps" Celeste broke me out of my dirty thoughts about Isaiah's plump lips.
"I can't help it, I'm trying not to psych myself out. It's just he actually interested in me." I couldn't help but gush sitting at her vanity watching Celeste go through her skincare routine.
"Aht aht none of that doubting how wonderful you are! Of course he's interested in your cute self" it's conversation like these that reassure me step 1 in my Troi 2.0 list was the perfect step " ooopp bestie I gotta go my sneaky link just sent the bat signal. I'm going to get my guts rearranged " I couldn't help but laugh .
"Have fun getting bent like a pretzel CeCe" I waved bye in a fit of giggles.
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I couldn't let all my habits die hard, by 8:30pm I was rubbing my feet together on my couch waiting for my cookie browning concoction in the over for tomorrow.
I almost missed my phone vibrating, no one calls me this late. My parent were probably always in bed by 7:30pm and my Brother stationed over seas in the Navy. I couldn't help but grab my phone hurriedly not hoping for the worst. I answer without even looking and was greeted by Isaiah grinning at me excitedly.
"My bad Troi I meant for this to be voice call but my fat fingers slipped" my eyes wide at his deep voice flooding my ears. Somehow he didn't look sorry especially with his with the mischievous smirk across his face. "But now I know how your hair is always so perfect everyday"
My eyes slipped to my reflection in the small corner window. I couldn't help but drop my phone.
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This nigga just saw me in fucking Velcro curlers. I've never moved my fingers so fast to shut off my camera.
"I'm so embarrassed ! Before I die right here please change the subject" tears welled up in my eyes from the cringe
"Why change the subject? Pretty girl you look straight out a movie set, like 1950s house wife" my mouth dropped at his pretty girl comment "Skin all glowing all you need is an apron. I'd - someone would love to come home to that view. Let me see you again"
I studied his face in the FaceTime window. Nothing about his expression said he was teasing it was something different something I only saw on people faces in the movies maybe lust?He actually want to see me.
"Come on Pretty girl let me see, please" his voice was a few octaves lower. I could help but respond to his plea and turn the camera back on. "There's she is. I wanted to call and ask you opinion on the BBQ I just made for our lunch tomorrow"
Still slightly uncomfortable at my rolled up hair being on display. I tucked my bottom lip in "I'll eat whatever you bring. I'm not picky"
"Pshhh, Seafood salad and chocolate chip cookies from scratch, you cook like a 1950s housewife too. I gotta bring my A game for you Wifey" his eye dashed mischievously across the screen at his last two words.
My mouth responded faster than my brain " grilling on a Monday night at 8:30 is real hubby materials to me" I couldn't even believe myself at flirty bck with him.
"Well look at that wifey and hubby aren't we a pair" Isaiah smirk was a full grin showing of her perfect rows of teeth and I couldn't help but notice his tongue peaking out to moisten his full bottom lip.
The beeping of my oven broke me out of my trance. "Oh the treats!" I carried my phone into my kitchen propping my phone up on to the counter out of habit. " Isaiah they came out better than I thought! " showing off the treats Nara smith style.
"They do look good pretty girl, I need about three -four of them things for tomorrow" I couldn't help but giggle at his greedy behavior.
"Big back Big back" I sung out while turning around to place the warm tray on to the counter opposite of my phone. I could hear Isaiah let out a groan, similar to when he bit into a cookie during our lunch outing. "Isaiah you're so silly you haven't even tasted them yet " I said turning around after placing the treats on a wire rack.
Isaiah was now seated on a black couch that contrasted nicely with his beautiful deep brown skin tone. He cleared his throat " I could envision that treat in my mouth"he abruptly asked me "What sport did you play to get those shorts ?"
Pondering his question, it finally dawned on m3 he could see my ratty old track shorts that had my high school name running across the butt. They barely covered my cheeks but were my favorite shorts to run around the house in.
"I can't stop embarrassing myself on this call, first the rollers now my ratty old track shorts" my face heated up.
"Don't be embarrassed." Isaiah rose up from his couch propping his phone up to show of his gray sweat shorts with what looks like a highschool logo in the corner "look at us two peas in a pods, lazing around the house in old clothes."
Isaiah could probably talk me into walking over a cliff. I covered my heated face giggling at him flexing his arms and legs like a body builder. On a whim I snap at FaceTime photo of him in full Mr. Universe pose.
"Oh nah Troi, you get a photo of me and I get a full out photo of you in your wifey attire too. " Isaiah picked up the phone referencing our earlier conversation.
"Okay Hubby, one picture so that we're even" I backed up from the camera
"Nah Wifey I need a pose, give me some pin up, you got Mr.Universe outta me." Isaiah hyped me up.
His encouragement gave me some boldness as I popped my butt out and blew a kiss. The camera flashed 2 times "hey we agreed on one Isaiah! " I couldn't help but pouting moving closer to the camera And it flashed on more time "Isaiah!"
" you gotta forgive me, the second was an accident. But the 3rd on I had to document you with an attitude I didn't even know it was possible, you're too sweet" he pleaded his sleep eyes a little bit heavy as he blinked slowly at me through the camera and with his head reclined on the back of his couch with his arm folded behind his head.
"I'll let it go I don't know if I believe you but I'm gonna let it go this time". I could help but smile. This might be the best Monday ever
