Yasmin thought her one night stand with a handsome stranger in Miami, was just that. Never expecting to see him again, her world is turned upside down when she crosses paths with him again, leading them both on a journey of self reflection, healing...
I'm holding Zayn's hand tightly as he drives us to the restaurant for dinner. I look over at him and he looks good as fuck. He has on a white button down, and khakis. I lick my lips as I watch him lick his plump lips. I slide my free hand over to his lap, and I rub his manhood. He looks over at me quickly before he smirks.
"Baby...what you trying to start with me before dinner?," Zayn asked.
"Can I at least suck it daddy?," I asked.
"And mess up your flawless makeup baby?"
"Mmm ok fine I do look good tonight."
"You look fucking gorgeous. Shit I get hard whenever I look over at you." I smirk and rub his erect dick; I fucking love it.
"You're so sexy daddy," I groaned.
"Girl...please don't make me pull over and make us late to dinner. I don't want your daddy coming for me."
"I know we shouldn't worry him. Fine....but on the way to the club I'm slurping you up."
"Oh I can't wait." He kisses the hand that is locked in his and then places our hands on my thigh. Within 25 minutes we pull up to the restaurant. It's one of my favorites in Miami, Nust-Er Miami. My dad made sure to make a reservation for this visit. Zayn parks skillfully and then he gets out. He walks over to my door and opens it for me. He closes the door behind me and locks the car. He kisses my lips before we walk towards the entrance. My dad was nice enough to let us drive his spare truck for the evening since he knows we want to go out after dinner. Zayn holds my hand tight as we walk inside the restaurant. I look around a bit and my heart drops to the pit of my stomach when my eyes land on him.
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"Oh god," I said lowly. Zayn's hand tightens around mine and he looks down at me.
"What's up you good baby?," Zayn said. I turn into Zayn and look into his eyes.
"It's him. It's Nathan," I said lowly.
"Wait really? He's here," Zayn asked. I just nod my head while my eyes never disconnect from his. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close.
"Baby....do you want to leave because he is here? I'll take you anywhere else. Or do you want to stay? You deserve to be here too," Zayn said sweetly. I just look at Zayn and I take a deep breath.
"....I want to stay...do you see my dad and Jayla yet?," I asked. Zayn looks around before he shakes his head.
"No but let's check with the hostess ok?" I nod my head and he gently pecks my lips. I turn around and I gasp in shock when I see Nathan approaching me. Zayn grips me tight and holds me close.
"It's ok. I got you," Zayn whispered to me. My heartbeat quickens as I see Nathan get closer. Oh god why did he have to be here?!!
"Yasmin....it is you. Wow...uh...how are you?," Nathan asked. Why does he care? I am not understanding why he wants to talk to me.
