Reagan's POV
Did this nigga really just say Netflix and chill? I giggle out loud and sit on the couch grabbing a pack of sour patch kids from the table as he mean mugs me from the other side of the couch.
"What's that face for?" I ask sucking on a blue sour patch. If you give me any candy it doesn't matter what flavor the blue color represents blue is always my favorite flavor.
"Why you so damn far away Ray? I mean I ain't gone bite unless you want me to." He says with a wink as he bites his finger goofily. Before I get really invested and start making moves, I want to know if this boy has honest and transparent intentions with me because I refuse to look dumb and end up heart broken.
"Like I said earlier today or" I check my phone and see that it's 2:35 a.m. Damn! We were out that long? "yesterday, you may have the cooties." I giggle and he straight faces me.
"Look Ray. I'm not here to play with you or have you looking dumb. In all my years on this earth I've never cheated on anyone. I put that on my..... well someone. Someone that you'll be meeting very soon. It probably feels like I'm moving fast because I just....I just feel this innate duty to protect and love you."
"You're so fucking sweet." I get up and cuddle up next to him. He holds me and covers us up with the covers,kissing the top of my head. I intertwine our hands and continue my thoughts."I was just apprehensive because of your age. I mean it tripped me out because why would you someone whose graduated high school already and can have anything on two legs in their bed with the snap of a finger want just little ole me?"
"Shorty you just don't know how special you are."He says chuckling and scrolls through some movies.
"OOH! HERCULES! HERCULES!"I scream gyrating against him. I truly was that excited man. Hercules is my movie 😭.
"You better chill with that accidental grinding and shit. You bout to get yo ass handled like a Greek god if you don't stop playing." He bites my ear and I flinch and giggle. I snuggle into him deeper as the movie begins and that's the last thing I remember before sleep consumes me.
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I wake up to the sound of crackling grease and the smell of bacon. He cooks too? What did I do to get this damn lucky?
I get up adjusting the oversized tee and walk to the bathroom to let out this annoying ass morning piss. Last night felt so fucking magical. I just don't want to move fast. I trust him though.
As I'm washing my hands I see a sticky note on the mirror with a toothbrush directly under it.
"For my stink breath, mouthwash under the sink."
Wow.
I smile hard and brush my teeth quickly so I can be with my man. Is he my man? Can I call him that this early? I'll cross that bridge when I get there.
As I lean down to spit I feel something rub against my ass and I jerk up. I look up to see Jay grinding on me with a goofy ass smirk.
"Boy if you don't." I say as he guides me into the dining room by my waist.
Damn. He went all out. The table is set with expensive China and a gorgeous decor. He has platters of waffles,eggs,bacon,pancakes and grits.He pulls out my chair and ushers me to sit down.
"You like?" He whispers in my ear and massages my shoulders. I close my eyes and start to moan.
"Unless you want me to jump on you right now, I suggest you stop rubbing me like that Mr.Frazier." I say with closed eyes picking up a piece of sausage.
He pats my shoulder and kisses my cheek, walking to his seat directly in front of me. I take this time to notice every little thing about his body. He has a lion and a cub tattoo on the left hand side of his back. Under it the name "Kyrie" is there in cursive. He's still in his underwear so when we walks I can see how tight is butt muscles are. I don't want to sound weird but a fit guy is attractive as fuck!
I look at the clock and it reads 11:25 a.m. Oh shit. I told my parents I'd be home early! It's almost fucking day time!
"Uh Jay this is nice and all but you have to take me home like NOW." I say running into his room getting dressed hurriedly.
"Babe I thought you were gonna go to work with me?" He says walking into the room with a sad puppy face.
"I know but if you don't get me home quick then I'm never going to get out of the house again." I squish his cheeks together and kiss his lips. "Now get dressed."
He pulls on a pair of sweats and a black tee as I pull on last nights attire. My parents are definitely gonna question that.
I hop into the living room with one shoe on and lace the other one still trying to sneak a few pieces of bacon. Jay chuckles one he notices and grabs his keys. He grabs my waist and guides me to the door from behind.
"Thank you for an amazi-" Jayson is cut off by the ding notification from his door. Whenever someone with a key card inserts the card into the slot, a beep happens and it unlocks the door. I turn my head at the turning knob awaiting someone's entrance as Jayson's grip tightens.
"Jayson I'm here to drop off-" A pretty ass girl walks in through the door with a straight cut bob and a tight sleeveless tank dress accented by a pair of Christian Louboutin Impera heels. Damn she either fucking some coin or come from a coin. A boy runs in and his eyes widen at the food on the table. He has curly brown hair and the cutest brown eyes. He's like a cute little Hershey's kiss. I smile at him climbing into a chair and starting to load up on waffles.
"Who is he?" The girl says with every bit of venom in her voice as she eyes me down. As much as I love a conflict I don't want anything to go down in front of this boy.
Jayson unlocks his arms from around my waist and steps to the woman at the door. "Reneé look-" he's cut off by a slap and I immediately gasp.
I don't hit females so my first thought was get this boy's keys and drive the fuck home because your parents are gonna fucking kill your ass. But then I thought about that little boy. I don't want him to see this go down.
"Fuck you Jayson I don't believe you right now!" I cut off my hearing as I pick up the little boy and bring his plate along walking him to Jay's room. I should've expected this. I should've known there was something wrong with this boy. He spit too good of a game. And low and behold he's got a fucking girlfriend.
"Hey buddy, I'm Reagan. What's your name?" I turn to the little boy as he chomps on his bacon and turns to a cartoon on Jay's TV. He's obviously been here before.
"I'm Kyrie. My mommy name is Reneé and my daddy name is Jay."
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Behind the Music.
Ficção Adolescente16 year old Reagan (RAY•gehn) hasn't had the best of luck with relationships. A girl who he had to pretend to love and a boy who he only dated to say he's had a boyfriend make up his "track record". Will an unexpected trip to the studio with his bro...
