After that day was over, Sunday night finally reached. This was one quick weekend. Jacob and I just came back from our REAL first date fifteenth minutes ago. We did things that’s only the ordinary like went out to dinner. The awesome part that I didn’t bother choosing any pasta restaurants because I was wearing this white t-shirt and surprisingly, it’s still stainless like I just pulled it out from a washing machine and dryer. Getting embarrassed by epically missing my mouth with food that’s full of tomato sauce is something I don’t have time for.
It made me more happy when Jacob adored our first real date. When we conversed, I kept making nonsensical jokes and gladly, he kept laughing. And the cutest thing that he [accidentally] snorted like a pig. Usually, I see that’s most people pet peeves or turn offs. But weirdly, it’s not mines. I swear, don’t get me wrong but Jacob is a cute ass nerd. But he doesn’t dress like a stereotypical nerd, except he wears modern glasses and he can see perfectly with or without them. There’s moments that I get sexually frustrated but we can’t get into the screwing part yet. It’s absolutely too early for that. You know that song TKO by Justin Timberlake? That’s currently describing him in reality and in my quixotic fantasies. Jacob’s beautiful appearance is just knocking the hell out of me right now. Sorry if that sounded cliche as hell. I still can’t believe that he’s my boyfriend, and I don’t wanna pinch myself because I know that I’m not dreaming.
Currently, the both of us are just talking and watching television at my place. Before she head off to bed in about ten minutes, Ashton’s here sitting on my lap in her pajamas and her hair all out wild and wavy because Sierra removed the braids she’s been wearing for a week. In the morning, I’ll make sure that I’ll dress it up in a neat, conservative puff. That’s always her signature hair style for her current age.
“Well, I should go to bed,” Ashton stated as she getting off my lap.
“Why?” I chuckled. “You only got five minutes.”
“I’m ready for tomorrow,” She mumbled.
“C’mon now, I’m pretty sure you’re tired of this guy,” I joked and Jacob tired to give me this firm expression. Man, I’m telling you. Every face he makes is so fucking gorgeous! Haha.
“Noooo,” She shook her head.
“The fact that she loves me more,” Jacob interfered.
“Shut up,” I playfully snarled.
“He gives me and the class candy every day,” Ashton mentioned, like she expect me to show some envy.
“Well tell him to stop giving y’all more candy,” I replied, being indirect. “That’s how y’all don’t learn nothing.”
Without taking a quick look at Jacob, he was trying to make his facial looks more solemnly but failed because he know that I’m joking.
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