Inconsiderate

11

Nyla

Un-locking my phone I open up all of my messages and sigh looking at the million of missed calls I've gotten in the last 24hr the smell of food drifts into the room Quavo's up.

I don't find it a coincidence that I'm in Quavo's house Quavo's guest bedroom to be honest I'm happy but annoyed from what he said yesterday i'm not sure how I feel but I'm 100 percent sure one of these days he's going to end up giving me head and beating my honey jar to a pulp.

I'm still in the clothes I was in yesterday getting out of bed I walk downstairs tying my hair up.Quavo mixes something in a silver bowl.

"Hi" I walk around him and sit on the counter kicking my legs watching him probably make breakfast,he looks me up and down and bites his lip must he be so seductive everyday he carries on cooking."You up good sleep?" he softly asks cracking another egg.

"Best sleep I've had in a long long time" I laugh slightly admiring his nature.

"That's good I was scared you was going to slap me or some shit for making you stay and after yesterday in that moment I thought you hated me"

I squeeze my legs shut remembering the electric feeling he gave me yesterday the way his lips caressed my neck and how his hands gripped my thigh gave him dominance on my body he was possessive you could tell he's one of those nigga's that's freaky on a whole another level.

He raises his eyebrow smirking to him self oh god he saw me do that he's forever going to use that against me.

"No I mean shit felt surreal and all you did was suck my neck but I want to get to know you.You know I don't want you to just rip of my panties and devour my coochie I want more a lot more"

"Alright get to know me ask me whatever shit you want to ask"

"Where are you from"

"Gwinnett County,Georgia."."Got any siblings?"

"Nah my Momma raised me my nephew and cousin though but that's out of the question"He gets a pan from a cabinet putting the egg in the pan he gets a skillet and starts to make omelette.

"Fave colour?"

"Don't have nun they just colours they not paying my bills satisfying me" he laughs at his own self I laugh at his petty level.

"I've never asked you but how old are you?"

"32" My eyes widen I scoot away from him scared."I'm just joking I'm 26"

"Can I ask how old you are?" He says getting another pan putting bacon in it."and you might want to get off there the bacon's about to sizzle everywhere"

"22 that's a 4 year difference between us"

He shrugs his shoulders putting the bacon on the plate he turns off the cooker once everything is done and turns to look at me Quavo slowly parts my legs rubbing my thigh slowly I lick my lips and carry on he stands in-between legs and stares at me.

"Alright next question..how many kids you want life dreams all of that stuff you know?"

"I want a whole football team,I want to play football or maybe become a rap artist but that's all in due time"