ASHLEY

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   The house looks just as nice on the inside as it does on the outside. The living room and den are decorated in nude colors while the kitchen includes not only nude but black as well. The bathroom is painted white yet decorated with silver and blue. All of the bedroom doors are shut and locked so I don't get to see what they look like but I bet they look nice as well.

   On the other hand Isaiah's room is a simple deep blue with even darker furniture. His room is very neat which is not much of a surprise despite the fact that he is a boy and boys tend to be very messy. I take a seat on his twin size bed, kicking my shoes off in an attempt to get comfortable. "You're just making yourself at home aren't you?"

   "I might as well." He sits down next to me. The bed shift under his weight. I throw my legs across his lap. "What do you want to do?"

   Before answering I'm pulled up by my waist and turned over so that I lay flat on the bed. Isaiah lays down next to me. My leg swing across him, tightening just slightly at his waist. He release a satisfactory groan in response to my warm skin against his. Thank God he decided to wear basketball shorts. I absentmindedly run my bare leg against his muscular one. "I just want to lay here with you." He says running his hands through loose strands of my hair.

   I smile but instead of saying something sweet back I say, "be realistic."

   "I am." I give him a pointed look. "Okay. We can order something to eat. Chinese food sounds nice?"

   "Yep." I waste no time pulling his phone out of his hand and dialing the all-too-familiar number. After placing our orders and receiving the balance Isaiah pulls out a one hundred dollar bill. "Ohh big bucks."

   "You already know."

   "Whatever. I have to the bathroom." I go to the bathroom and relieve myself. Afterwards I catch my reflection in the mirror and take the time out to stare at myself. I smile at my reflection. Not to sound cocky or anything but I do look good. Once I realise I've been in here long enough I make my way back to Isaiah's room. I find him typing away at his phone. Recording to have a little fun I stalk over to him like a predator would it's prey.

   My presence alarms him. I assure him I'm not up to anything stupid by taking his phone out of his hand, ignoring his protest, and climbing on his lap. Straddling him. I feel his member grow hard beneath me. Placing a smile on my face. So far so good. I don't get to execute my next move because my face is cupped and luscious pink lips smash against mine in a slow, passionate dance. My core behind to heat up with each stroke of his tounge and the fact that I haven't gotten frisky like this with anyone for a while doesn't help.

   My hand instantly travels down to his elastic waist band on his gym shorts, breaking away from the kiss not once. When my cold hand brush against his warm skin I feel him shiver. Our tounges battle each other for dominance. A battle easily won by me. Which could be due to the fact he's just letting me have it. I would usually expect the guy to win but I guess it's okay if I do the winning every once in a while. I do like to be in control.

   After a while of things getting too heated for our own good we pull apart, breathing heavily. A smile forms on his lips. "I have never met a girl like you."

   "You always say that."

   "But I mean it. You just have a door personality."

   My eyebrows knit together. A smirk forms. "Are you sure it's not my booty. I mean it is kind of big-"

   He laughs, pushing me off of him playfully. He feigns hurt. A hand flies up to his heart as if I broke it into a million different pieces. "You always ruin the moment." I decide to play along. Wrapping my arms around his skinny yet muscular body and resting my head on his shoulder. Telling him how sorry I am for ruining the moment. He accepts my apology even though he knows I'm clearly joking with him.

   I'm so happy when our food gets here. I pay the man the total cost of the meal with a pretty good tip for coming all the way out here, even though it is his job. It's out of respect. We sit down and eat our meal at the dining room table while I tell him about my day as he listens tentatively as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. We laugh and exchange a couple jokes here and there. It's clear that I'm the funny one in this relationship.

   Just as I'm in the middle of telling him about this time Kayla and I dared each other to run naked at 2 in the morning(it was my sixteenth birthday and I must admit we were a little drunk) his mom comes through the front door, followed by his four sisters. It sucks that Veronica had to go back to school but its great that she's getting her education and making something out of herself. She is really setting a great example for her younger siblings.

   Jessica throws her arms around me. "Oh my baby. I haven't seen you in the longest. Uh I missed you," she smiles. I return the hug.

   "We missed you too," the twins say in unison.

   "Yeah we missed you too," Ivy speaks for her and her younger sister, Judy. Once the twins finally let me go (Jessica had to pry them off of me) I'm able to hug the two girls. I compliment them on their lovely scent. I can tell they shop at Bath & Body Works. I love that place.

   "Wow y'all just saw each other like the other day and," he turns to his mom, "I thought I was your baby."

   "Eh," Jessica responds, causing us to burst into a fit of laughter as we point out fingers at Isaiah. He's so jealous of me right now. It's hilarious.

   I looks down at the twins when I feel a tap at my side. They put on their cutest faces. Yup, they're about to ask for something. I just hope it's something reasonable. The last time they wanted me to take them to Hawaii when they get older. The conversation popped up during a comercial for one of their many resorts. Of course I told them I would think about it. How was I to say no when they were looking at me with hopeful looks in their eyes? "Can you play Just Dance with us?" Oh boy. Well at least it's not something like a trip to Hawaii.