Temptation (August Alsina) (Editing Process)

17. Wrong Decisions

(Kiara's P.O.V.)

I tossed around a bit before finally sitting up. I squinted my eyes looking around...

I wasn't in my room.

I looked down at myself to see that I was completely naked. I quickly snatch the sheet off the bed covering my naked chest.

I sighed running my hands through my hair, realizing what had happened last night. I slightly smiled to myself and then immediately frowned.

Wait...where was August?

The minute I said that the door swung open revealing a shirtless August walking in with breakfast in his hands.

"You up?"

I smiled at him nodding my head.

His voice sounded extremely sexy in the morning.

"Is that for me?"

"Nah I jus' got hungry and decided to jus' make two plates of food for myself." I smacked my lips

"It is too early in the morning for this August, I was just asking a question." He chuckled

"I know ma." He placed the breakfast stand beside me.

"Move ova'." I moved over a bit giving him place to sit down beside me. He handed me my plate and a fork and then took his.

For a moment all you could hear was the rapid tapping of the fork against the plate. "Kay?"

"Yea." I replied as I continued to chew on the moist warm eggs.

"About last night... I hope you don't regret it or feel some type of way that we slept together, I know we was jus' pretty drunk and into the moment."

I swallowed whatever remains of food that were left in my mouth.

"Yea I understand." He nodded his head and continued eating.

"So what you have planned for today?"

"I was actually just gonna hang out with my little momma. I feel like I haven't seen her in forever."

"It's only been a day Kiara."

"I know but still."

He chuckled "Yea well I don't think I'm gonna be able to take her this weekend."

"Why?"

"Because I have like 3 shows out of town."

"Oh okay."

"Yea." I looked down my plate shoving another forkful of eggs into my mouth trying to avoid the awkward silence between us.

I finished eating my food and decided to just break the awkwardness in the air between us.

"August what are we doing?"

"Whatchu' mean ma?"

"We sittin' here acting like we did not just have sex and did not at least-." I was cut off by a buzzing of a phone.

"Hold that thought for a second."

He got up off the bed, snatching his phone from off the table and walking out the room.

I sat there knowing that when he came back there was no use in me saying anything to him, it's not like he felt any connection between what we shared last night. Like he said we were pretty drunk and just into the moment when it was happening.

I begin to grow a little bored since I was now sitting on this bed for like 15 minutes.

I looked up to see August walking in still on the phone.