Jámila Diallo, 22, is laser-focused on getting into dentistry school in her father's footsteps. With her future all planned out, nothing can distract her-until she moves back into her new apartment. Just downstairs, there's a special shop run by Zac...
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I poke my limbs through the holes of my pyjamas, they were a plain set, oversized shirt with shorts. But the fresh fabric on my freshly bathed skin felt great. I had googled what time the store opened and it said 30 minutes ago, so it meant I could go and get my phone.
I slide into the kitty slippers posted on the side of my bed and head down the stairs, the roads were busy as it was rush hour. I walked up towards the shop door and pushed it with flat palms - the door moved under my touch.
I saw him sitting on the counter arms crossed, watching me approach him. His eyes roamed along my body, and for a slight second, I noticed him stop at my nipples as he took notice of how my nipple piercings poked against the fabric of my clothes. I wasn't wearing a bra and the breeze of cold air hit me on the way here.
"When did you get them ?" his obnoxious question stopped all my muscles from moving
"You said you have my phone," I scoffed and ignored his question, extending my hand out hoping he would just hand it over and I could be gone.
Shockingly that's exactly what he did, without muttering even a syllable he got off the counter, handed me the phone and went back to sitting on the counter just to scan me again, Is that even professional? The counter was a box made from clear glass and had other things like condoms, cock rings, nipple clips etc. displayed in it.
"What is your problem?" I ask sceptical of how easy it was to get my phone back.
He chuckles and his eyes pan to the ceiling dismissing my question.
"Well I have a problem, "I keep my eyes directed at his "You can't seem to leave me alone and it's honestly creepy."
His feet hit the ground and they came right towards me until he was towering over me a mere few inches apart, I felt his rock-solid body graze mine. I was enveloped by his musky smell and stormy dark eyes stained with naughtiness that pierced into my soul.
"You have your phone you can get the fuck out now, no? But you want to be entitled and decide to start an unnecessary conversation, seems to me you want to stay around a bit longer." his tone is sharp. "You were interested in the dildos you spent your whole time in her starring while your friends looked around, excuse me for being a good salesman."
"If I am entitled you are a misogynistic piece of shit" I snapped back
He moved out of my way, not bothered with this conversation anymore.
I huffed and walked towards the door, "You're rude but you're right there's no need for the small talk... thank you."
"Good to see your father taught you manners," his sarcasm was my last straw with this man.
