Chapter Eight

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"I know you're not sleep flower." I turned on my back on the bed and turned my head to face him. He was sitting up and resting his head on the head board with his hands behind his head. I looked down and noticed he had no shirt on, which gave me a full view of his six pack. I melted then and there. "My face is up here."

I already knew my face was turning red. "We need to talk." "Go ahead." There was a brief pause until he spoke. "How do you feel now, you know since we kissed?" Thinking about it just made all the thoughts come back into my head. " I feel fine. You?" "Good. Another thing I want to talk about is those guns you found. Those are for safety so don't mess with them."

"I was just looking for tissue, that's how I found them." "Ok." We just sat there in silence for a while. "Flower." "I told you to not call me that." I heard him chuckle. "And, I told you I do what I want." I already knew he was smirking.

He then changed his position on the bed to lay on his back, and turn his head to face me. I looked his way and saw him staring at me. "What?" I asked "Nothing." I then started staring at him "Are you trying to challenge me with a staring contest?" I couldn't help but laugh. "No I'm not. The last thing I would want is to stare at you for more than a minute." Even though that is a complete lie.

"Lil mama, you know you would stare at me all day if you could." I rolled my eyes " You can go now, goodnight."

"Nahh I'll stay right here tonight. Goodnight."

To tired to protest I turned over and fell asleep.

3 month later

I woke up to a arm around my waist, and heavy breathing behind me. Trying to get out of the warm embrace, I failed miserably. "Jt move your arm." I groaned. And my response back was a grip even tighter. "Jt! Move your damn arm!" A tighter embrace.

So I had to go with my last idea. "Ow, it hurts! Jt please let go!!" I cryed "I know you're faking flower." Will that was a waste of 5 seconds of my life.

"Can you let go now?" "No can do, I like you this close to me." He is so fucking annoying. "Jt Black! If you don't move your fucking arm!" I then felt his hands leave my waist. "No need to get mad babe." I hurridley got up, and ran to the bathroom. After I finished using the bathroom, I washed my hands and face, brushed my teeth, and put my contacts in. I opened the bathroom door to see Jt still laying on the bed going to sleep again.

Thinking I should get him back, I hopped right in bed. "Man it's hot in here." Knowing he was peeking through his eyelashes I took my shirt off. "That's better" I then layed on my stomach with the comforter under me. Showing me wearing short pajama shorts, and my bra. "You just love torturing me don't you?" I then felt his arm wrap around my waist pulling me toward him. I then felt light kisses going down my neck.

I turned around to face him. "It's not torture if you enjoy it." His hand then traveled to my butt and squeezed it."Well then this is far from torture." Before I could reply his soft lips touched mine. I started kissing back, and his hand traveled just above my shorts.

He then put his hand inside my shorts and started to rub. I let out a soft moan which caused him easy access to slip his tounge in my mouth. Before we could go any further his phone started ringing. "Answer it Jt." "I'll call them back." He then started kissing me again. I pulled him closer to me which I'm surprised was even possible.

"Motherf*cker never loved us, I'm on my worst behavior, don't you ever get it fucked up, motherf*ckers never loved us."

Jt's phone again

"Shit." Jt said " Just answer it."

JT POV

"Hello."

"If it isn't mister Black."

Instantly I knew who it was. I got out of bed and walked out the room.

"Why the fuck are you calling me? I thought you was in jail?"

"The key word was." I heard him chuckle on the line

"What do you want Reese?"

"Let's just say I heard you got a girl. So how about you and me get together, and you bring her fine ass with you?"

"Your ass better stay the fuck away from me and especially her!"

"Sounds like you a little scared huh?"

"I wasn't scared of your dumbass before. So I sure as hell ain't scared of you now."

"But now you risking someone's else life to.... her's."

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