(ON HOLD) Summer Of Perfection ✨Ronnie Banks✨

Perfection 18

Perfection 1⃣8⃣💜

Payton's POV

~12 PM~

Maybe it's my eyes deceiving me but I think that's Ronnie. Well damn. He really gets around. But I'm not even going to let this bother me. Why should it bother me? It's not like Ronnie is the bae. Even though he should be. Honesty. Why isn't he the bae? Like really, every time I see him I wanna do a sex on him. A real good sex. And that night when he slept with me! The intensity there was almost too much.

Jerome comes back snapping me into reality. I look at Jerome to study his features. Tall, mocha complexion, greenish blue eyes, dimples, and cute eyebrows. They look naturally arched. He's muscular too, kinda football player like.

He sets my Hot Chocolate and Damon's Sprite down before as he asks, "Have you come to a decision on what you'd like?"

"The Special." Damon says.

"Sausage or Bacon?" Jerome asks.

"Sausage." Damon says handing the menu to Jerome.

"And you beautiful?" Jerome says smiling. His smile was extremely pretty which makes me smile. Not only that but he called me beautiful. Shout out to him.

I run my hand through my hair, "Chicken and waffles, Mister."

I pick up a straw and take it out the wrapper and put it into my hot chocolate. I take a sip but pull away.

"Fuc-Cracker!" I poke my tongue out to let it cool.

"Careful love, it's hot." Before he walks away, he winks. Well isn't he just a little flirt.

"He better not give you his number." Damon says leaning back in the seat.

"Chill. He's just being nice." I roll my eyes then look around for Ronnie. I spot him and the girl he came in with directly across from us. He's whispering something in her ear. She starts to giggle.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing important." I say directing my attention back to Damon.

"Then why you tapping your hand on table?" He points to my hand, which is tapping repeatedly.

"Shidddd I was trying to make a beat. Dope right?" I say quickly, making a beat in the process.

"Terrible liar." He laughs.

"I'm being truthful!" I try to pull off my most honest look.

"And my dick isn't big." He gives a sly look.

I raise the left part of my upper lip a little and furrow my eyebrows. "The fuck?"

He puts his hand on his forehead. "It's a lie, Payton. Keep up."

"You could of said something else anything else! Bad Damon. Naughty naughty. Talking about your penis." I shake my head.

"Gotta keep it interesting." He puts his hands up.

"But your dick though." I rest my head on my hand.

"Would you like to hear more about it?" He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Shut Up Damon!" I throw the straw paper at him.

"Why are you so mean to me?" He pouts.

"I'm not. You know I luhh you." I take a sip of my hot chocolate. Oh does it taste magical.

"Is it good? The face you making saying it all."

"It is though You mad?" I continue to sip.

"Nahh. But I want some.."