Chris
i laid in my bed looking at the ceiling, as angel slept peacefully beside me. i wanted to push her out my bed but i couldn't. she was basically blackmailing me into fucking with her. it was either have sex with her when she wanted it or come out of some m's and i was not getting sued again. no lie she used to be a fun time but now it felt like a chore or an obligation. i just laid there thinking about Taylor. i wonder what she was doing hell who she was doing. just the thought of that made me jump up take a shower throw on some clothes just to go find out. whoever she had in there was about to leave. i went to her room knocking on the door. she opened the door in her bra and panties the sight of made her my dick jump.
" Chris its 3 am we have rehearsals at 7 am" " why are you up," she asked me? wiping the crust out of her eyes.
"i missed you and couldn't sleep." "Can i come in?"
she opened the door wider i scoped the room out not seeing any signs of a nigga being in here. i went to plop down in her bed i took off my shirt and shoes getting comfortable.
"Why are you here Chris?" "i know angel spent the night in your room she can't stop talking about you and her these days," she rolled her eyes.
"You jealous big mama?" i smirked grabbing her hand pulling her closure to me.
"never"
"i told you she was blackmailing me i don't have a choice" " unless i want to be all over the blogs about you two fighting and somehow you slapping the shit out of her will be my fault,"
"It was your fault"
"It was but the internet blows everything out or proportion these days." " that girl is a grown woman, she knew pushing you would eventually make you put your hands on her,"
"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. snuggling into the crook of my neck "thanks for taking a shower before you came over here though,"
"i have to take a shower after i fuck her man i be feeling all dirty like a man whore,"
"Well, you are i say just pay the girl to hush and be done with it,"
