"I liked that little thing you did last night." TJ said as I laid on top of him.
"I did a couple of little things."'I said twirling my hair.
"I like them all." He said making me smile. TJ and I have been hanging out the past two days. After our first night together I just didn't want to leave. TJ treats me good, we can talk about anything, and he doesn't treat me lesser than him just because of our age gap.
"Are you ready to go home?" He asked me.
"I think I should." I say sighing deeply. "Hopefully my parents don't do too much." I roll my eyes.
"Come on, get dressed." TJ said sgetrung out of the bed.
I got out the bed and put on the cute little lounge set I ordered off Amazon a day ago. TJ wanted to take me shopping but I didn't want to leave the house. The chances of my parents being a mall close to our place is too high.
I had fun with TJ but I have to step back into realizing. Facing the fact that I had an amazing intimate time with a complete stranger. But, within the two nights I stayed with him, I learned so much about him and vice versa. It makes me realize that there are a lot of options in the world and that maybe I should slow down with Jacob.
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"Alright ma, I'll hit you later." TJ said parking the car at my place.
I turned my head and frowned. "Okay.."
"Text me aight." He said grabbing my face. "I had a good time with you girl." He leaned in and pecked my lips.
I kissed him back for a second before opening the car door. I got out the car and went to the door. He pulled off slowly, waiting for me to get in. When the door opened I was saved by the bell truly.
"Day, where have you been?" My uncle Brian asked letting me in the house.
"I had ran into some of my friends back from when I was living here so I've been hanging out with them," I lied.
"Awe who?"
"Oh you wouldn't no them. They never even met my parents." I tell him. "Where's my mom and dad?" I ask looking around the house.
"Your dad's in there watching the game. I don't know where your mom's is." He said.
"Okay. I'm going to my room." I said trying to quietly exit.
I went downstairs and heard the drawers opening and closing. I peeked around the corner and saw my mom going through my stuff.
"What are you doing?" I ask making her jump.
She turned around. "Where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried we were?"
"Not too worried if dad's watching football." I mumbled sitting in the bed.
