A/n: I'm only updating bc I wanna rant real quick... fuck Snapchat at the moment with that stupid ass update. Fuck my phone in general for auto updating. It was a reflex to swipe left to see all the irrelevant ass snap stories and swipe right to attend to relevant ass people's snap streak... ion want to swipe left to see a fucking news report about Kylie Jenner. Everyone knew she was/still is a hoe and wasn't going to beat teen pregnancy... she was 19 when she got pregnant. Ik she was pregnant all this time. It's been four days, stop talking about Rain Drop, Drop Top or whatever her name is. Damn I got off topic asf but this week as been bs since Sunday. Screw the Eagles bc everyone in my hood actin a hot mess, fuck Kylie Jenner and her hoe ass family (except Dream and Rob bc Rob's my husband. Kanye is excluded too bc I'm a die hard Ye Stan) and fuck snap and their dumb ass update.
Don't roast me in the comments bc I'm entitled to my first amendment and my opinions...
Enjoy...
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BlakeI woke up the next morning snuggled with another warm body. I looked up to Trent sleeping soundly in my bed. He wanted to stay at my place to make sure I was ok.
Despite our first encounter at the store yesterday with his dumb ass pick up lines, I misjudged Trent. I thought Trent was a playboy who wanted to get into my panties. He's actually a mommas boy who just wants to cherish women for their beauty, as he told me last night.
We spent the night just talking to each other and getting to know each other. I learned his dad died a few years ago in a car accident, he also has an older sister and a puppy, which he adores too much.
"You know it's rude to stare." Trent said I didn't even know he was awake. His eyes were still closed.
"I wasn't staring." I lied. He opened his eyes.
"Yes you were. Admiring this man bun." I have to admit, his voice sounded so sexy and raspy.
"Whatever." I giggled. I didn't like how this man for real making a bitch giggle like a school girl.
"Are you hungry?" I shook my head no, but my stomach ratted me out. I rolled my eyes.
"I beg to differ." He chuckled. "Get up, we're going to Waffle House."
"Didn't you say you have work today?"
"I texted my boss after you fell asleep on my chest that I wasn't feeling well." He shrugged.
"You didn't have to do that."
"I just wanted to make sure my baby girl is alright." I blushed.
"Your baby girl?" I questioned. I liked it when he calls me baby girl. It had a nice ring to it.
"Mhm." He interlocked our fingers. "When I told I'll have you under the Daddy Trent spell, I didn't know it would be so soon." I rolled my eyes playfully. I got up. I noticed he was shirtless. He had a bawdy, with a little hair on his chest. "I guess my spell is working a little too well."
"Shut up. Imma take a shower." I announced and grabbed my towel.
"May I join you?" He had gave me a sweet smile.
"Hell no." I said. I gathered my clothes I was going to wear.
"Worth a shot." He shrugged.
"You can use my bathroom. Extra tooth brushes, towels and wash cloths are in the closet in there. Feel free to use them. I'm going to shower in my mom's bathroom."
"Aye aye captain." He saluted.
I headed into my mom's bathroom. It felt empty in the apartment with out her nagging me over stupid stuff. I stripped and got into the hot water.
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Losin' Control
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