French Heartbreakers

We Need to Talk

Denise's POV:
I called Larry a few times and he hasn't returned any of my calls. I hope I didn't scare him off. I'm a very experienced woman in my sexuality. I've tried just about everything you can think of at least once. I feel like Larry is the kind of man who can handle a woman like me. But he won't know if he doesn't gives us a chance.

A week later, I got a call from Larry.

"Hello, Denise?" Larry asked.
"Hey you. Where you been? I've been trying to get a hold of you." I mentioned.
"Sorry about that. Between workshops and interviews, I've been very busy. How you doing?" Larry asked.

I gotta admit, I started to get mad at him for not returning my calls. But the sound of his voice was so sweet. My heart became softened.

"I'm doing okay. I'm at the office. Buried under paperwork." I replied.
"Well, do you think you could take a break from work and have dinner with me tonight?" Larry asked.

I paused for a moment and thought about it.

"Come on, girl. You know you miss me." Larry said as he interrupted my thoughts with his sexy tone.
"Alright, I do miss you. Where do you wanna meet?" I replied with a smile.
"Meet me at Nikki's Beach at eight pm. Oh, wear something sexy." Larry answered.
"Mm...okay, baby. I'll see you later." I softly agreed.

I felt good inside after I got off the phone with Larry. Maybe I was wrong. Maybe he does want a serious relationship with me. And if he does, I'm all for it.

Larry's POV:
Denise has been blowing up my phone ever since our last encounter. I didn't return her calls because I needed time to think things through. Once she stopped, I decided to call her. We need to talk.

Later that night, I checked my watch to see it was seven, twelve. I checked my outfit to make sure it was nice. After I put my hat on, I walked to Laurent's side of the mansion. I found Laurent taking a bubble bath with the lights off, candles lit, and r&b/soul music playing.

"Hey, what's up?" Laurent said as he removed the facial towel from his eyes.
"Can you give me a ride to Nikki's Beach?" I asked.
"Why? You gotta car." Laurent complained.
"I don't have gas in my car. Come on, please." I begged.
"Alright fine. Just give me a minute to get ready." Laurent agreed.
"Thanks, man. I'll be in the living room." I said as I walked towards the door.
"Hold up! Why are you dressed up?" Laurent curiously asked.
"I got a date tonight. Now, hurry up. I'm supposed to be there at eight." I answered and left the master bathroom.

Author's POV:
Laurent meet Larry in the living room wearing a long black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. They hopped in Laurent's black 2016 BMW.

(Picture above: Laurent's car)

And headed to Nikki's Beach.