French Heartbreakers

Pillow Talk 2

Mya's POV:
I called Larry to see how the workshop in Atlanta went.

"How are you?" I asked.
"I'm better now." Larry asked.
"Well, our workshop didn't quite go as planned. Go look on Facebook. It's all over the Internet." Larry explained.
"Larry, just tell me what happened. Please." I concerning asked.
"I think I was drugged. I went to the doctors when I got back home. And they said I had estrogen in my system." Larry continued to explained.
"What!" I yelled in shock.
"Calm down. I'm fine now. I just don't understand how this happened." Larry added.
"I'm just glad you're okay. I'll talk to you later. Bye." I said and hung up the phone.

I went to my Facebook page and watched the workshop video. I couldn't believe how Larry was acting. After I watched the video, I called Denise.

"Hey girl, what's up?" Denise said.
"What did you do to Larry?" I asked.
"Okay, I'll tell you. But right now you sound mad. So, chill out." Denise replied.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Then Denise explained herself. I couldn't believe she would go through all of this trouble just to humiliate Larry.

"Listen to me. Don't do this again." I demanded.
"You're in no position to tell me what I can or can not do." Denise replied with an attitude.
"You've got your revenge. You've succeeded. Now, leave him alone." I asked nicely.
"Hold up. Why are you defending him? You did sleep with Larry!" Denise said.
"Fine! I slept with Larry. So what?" I plainly replied.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Denise asked.
"I guess...I was scared of what you would think of me." I replied.
"Girl, you're my best friend. And I love you. I know you're not serious with Larry." Denise said.

I felt relieved to hear her say that.

"No more revenge plans on Larry, right?" I asked.
"No more. I gotta finish up some things here. So, I'll talk to you later. Bye girl." Denise replied and hung up the phone.

Larry's POV:
I'm glad Laurent forgave me. It wasn't like I was doing it on purpose. How nice it is to be relaxing with my brother on a beach, under a large umbrella. Sipping on ice cold lime margaritas.

"My brother, how are things with you and Fiona?" I asked.
"Man, I don't know." Laurent replied and put on his black shades.
"How is it that you don't know?" I asked.
"She's playing real hard to get. And at this point, I don't know if she actual wants me the way I want her." Laurent explained.
"Oh, I see. Well, if you really want her, you're gonna have to work harder." I advised.
"But that's not fair." Laurent complained like a child.

I chuckled and said,

"Look, here's the best advice I can give you. Use what you know about her, against her. You know, throw her off her own game. Show her who's the boss."
"Okay, okay. So what you saying is, I should use what she loves in a way where I will have the upper hand." Laurent happily said.
"Exactly." I assured him.
"Thanks." Laurent said.
"Anytime." I replied and sipped my drink.
"What about you and Mya?" Laurent asked.
"Man, things are great. Her sex is incredible." I answered with a smirk on my face.

Laurent laughed and high fived me.

"Speaking of Mya, her birthday is coming up. And I don't know what to give her. What you think?" I mentioned.
"Really? Shopping for poor people is easy. You could give her a key chain with a picture of your face in it. And she'll be thrilled." Laurent sarcastically replied and laughed.

I playfully slapped his leg and said,

"Come on, man. I'm serious."
"Alright, alright. If I was you. I would give her something she needs but doesn't have." Laurent replied.
"Aw that's sweet." I complimented.
"Wait a minute. You're not catching feelings for  this girl, are you?" Laurent questioned.
"No, of course not. Maybe if she let me hit it again, I'll give her something real nice." I quickly replied and laughed.