Chapter 143
Once Cheryl had showered and changed into some denim shorts and a loose, white vest top displaying her neon orange bra underneath, giving her a cool, summery look, she returned downstairs and cheerfully joined Gary and Tre who were in the lounge playing on the Xbox. As always she was totally ignored while the boys were playing and so decided to start painting her nails a bright orange colour. “Tre...you know how you love me and everything?” she smirked after a while of sitting in silence.
“Yes Cheryl...” he answered cautiously, his eyebrow raising slightly as he continued staring at the TV screen, trying to not get distracted.
“Well...could you maybe just have a 5 minute break and paint my nails on this hand? I’m rubbish at painting my right one” she asked, trying to sound cute as Gary began laughing while Tre screwed his face up, still playing. “...Pretty please...” she stuck her bottom lip out as he failed to answer.
“You want me to paint your nails?...don’t you think you've made me into a sissy enough?” he replied, smiling slightly as she shuffled across the sofa over to him on her knees and rested her head on his shoulder.
“But I thought you said you didn't mind being a sissy around me as long as it’s to make me happy...this will make me very happy Tre, pretty please” she jokingly pleaded with him, softly stroking his back to win him around.
“Haha...you've got me wrapped around your little finger, ain't you girl?!” he chuckled, making her giggle too as she nodded her head before sweetly kissing his cheek.
“Go on, I need a drink anyway, she’s not gonna leave ya alone until you do!” Gary rolled his eyes as he put the game on pause to leave them to it, Tre shaking his head as he continued chuckling.
“Yanno I knew from the minute I met you that your ridiculous cuteness would be the death of me one day...my macho image has well and truly been destroyed by you!” he joked as he turned to face her, playfully poking his fingers into her dimples as she beamed back at him, looking very happy with herself.
“Ya don’t have to be macho around me, so its fine babes...here ya go” she grinned, passing him the nail varnish which he took, groaning slightly that she was actually getting him to do this for her.
“Chez, I don’t even know if I’m any good at this...you’re probably gonna end up with bright orange fingers or something!” he whined as she crossed her legs up on the sofa, facing him as she lay her right hand on his knee.
“Don’t pretend you've never done this before Tre...you've got manicurist written all over ya!” she joked, pulling a mischievous face as he began laughing at her.
“You’re such a cheeky little so and so!” he smiled widely at her as she stuck her tongue out at him. Tre loved when she went into these adorable, funny little moods and couldn't stop himself from leaning forward and quickly kissing her lips, making her giggle happily.
“Haha...come on sunny Jim, get cracking, I haven’t got all day yanno!” she smirked, tapping her fingers against his knee as he continued chuckling at her, unscrewing the lid.
“Ok, come on then...don’t move” he told her, about to start.
“Aww...really, cos I was about to do a jive...I know not to move ya plonker!” she sarcastically replied, making him burst out laughing as he shook his head at her.
“You’re gonna get it in a minute Missy” he scrunched his nose up as he returned to starting to paint her nails, Cheryl biting her bottom lip to not laugh as she watched him.
“Make sure it’s neat mind or I may as well have done it myself” she muttered, trying to wind him up but Tre simply breathed out and continued, trying to ignore her.
