Lucky Number Seven: A Roc Royal Story

Chapter 16: Arizona

(Thursday, 9:38 am)

-Camryn's POV-

I zipped my suitcase and sat it by the door. That should be everything. Now, I could finally open this envelope from San Diego State. As I sat on the couch with it in my hand, my heart started to speed up. This wasn't a top choice, I assured myself, tearing off the top part. I unfolded the paper.

Dear Camryn Romani,

The San Diego State University is pleased to inform you that your application has been accepted and you will

I let out a huge sigh and finished reading the letter. I can't believe i just I got accepted to college. There was nobody in the house, Cayla was at school and my father was out handling business. I wish I could have shared this experience with my mother, but that couldn't ruin my joy.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I opened to see Chresanto. "Good morn-" "I got accepted to San Diego State!" He laughed and picked me up in a hug. "I'm proud of you. That's where you're going?" "Probably not, but it' still an acceptance," I said as we walked into the living room. He laid out on the couch. "Uh. Not like I was sitting there." He laughed. "Sorry, I'm a little tired. Why don't you come lay with daddy." I shook my head. "Deja vu. You want breakfast?" "Definitely." he said pulling me onto him.

I laughed quietly, as we kissed. His hands were everywhere and I swear I couldn't think at all. What was I gonna do when we were at a hotel tonight. Alone. His hands roamed my body, caressing my legs.  "Chres." I mumbled as he got on top of me. I moaned when his hand touched my flower outside of my shorts. All I had on was a sweatshirt and workout shorts in the first place.

I bit his lip and he groaned. "Chres I want-" I was cut off by his hands traveling to the inside of my shorts. I whimpered. I know he could feel the heat radiating off of me. I moaned louder as his finger teased at the entrance. "Oh my god." He sat up quickly. "What?" I said, snapping out of it.

He laughed. "Yeah my bad. You should make breakfast I'll be back", he said walking upstairs. I laughed and went to the kitchen to start cooking omelettes for us. As I started putting ingredients on the eggs Chres came back, sitting on my counter.

"You're really sitting on my counter?" I said, not looking up from the pan. "Yep." I shook my head. "What do you want me to put on it." "Whatever." "Okay, hope it's good. When does the bus leave?" "12:00" he said checking the time on his phone. "It's only 10 though, so take your time." I nodded putting mine onto the plate and starting his.

I was still trying to recover from a few minutes ago. I never feel those things, or never felt those things I should say now. He's so good with his hands, I thought biting my lip. He was making it worse, I could feel his eyes on me. I crossed one leg over the other stiffly, flipping the egg over.

Damn, this boy has me messed up. I put his omelette on the plate and put it in front of him. I sat down across from him with my food. "Thank you." He said smirking right at me. Does he know what I'm thinking or something? I nodded and took a bite out of mine. "This is so good." I giggled, watching him crush it. He was finished within 3 minutes. "Wow." "Somebody was hungry." "Yeah I really was." he said licking his lips. Lord help me. I crossed my legs again. I shook my head, finishing mine.

"Aye can I show you something." "Sure." "Don't laugh at me." "Why would I laugh?" I asked. "I don't know. Just...don't." "Ok? What is it that would make me laugh?" "I don't know, I never showed anyone so." I smiled a little at the fact that he was showing me first. "Ok just show me Chres stop being nervous." "What makes you think I'm nervous." I laughed. "You're nervous. Show me." "Ok." He put his phone on the counter and pushed play. (MM)