"Heavy Shit"

Chapter 7: The Fields...

Two and a half champagne bottles later I was open. Like a flower in the summer. Feet spread across Marvin's legs. His hand on my bare thigh and him listening intently to my sad pathetic life. I reached for my flute but Marvin gently grabbed my wrist.

"I think you've had enough."

He placed my hand on his chest and seductively licked his lips. Felt like everything was moving in slow motion. I just wanted to see what it was like to kiss him. To see what he tasted like. Although I've never cheated or had a one night stand, everything about this mood had me tempted. It's not cheating, is it?

"So what now then?"

He squeezed my hand and began to trace circles on my fat pale thigh. I still can't believe he likes me.

"Why don't we talk about-"

I couldn't take it anymore. I pounced. My lips smashed into his as the wavy vibe we both were feeling melted away. My hand caressing his face. He does indeed taste like chocolate!

I've been waiting on this moment since the first night I saw Marvin. He came at a time when I was feeling extremely vulnerable. Maybe if Jared did come...nevermind. I'll always hate Jared.

I felt Marvin's hands slip around my waist while our lips were still attached. As I was getting onto his lap the worst thing happened.

I farted.

I'm kidding. That would just be, the absolute worst. Instead, my front door flew open and in walks Gordon and his stick up the ass parents. Mr. and Mrs. Fields.

WTF?

Frustration instantly made it's way through my body. Why the hell was they here?!

I quickly hopped off of Marvin.

"Fatima what the heavens are you doing? Is that Marvin Baxter?"

I watched as Gordon's mom did the most out of this world with exaggeration as his father just stood there with a smug look plastered on his face.

"Marvin? Bro what the fuck is this? Are you.. Dude are you fucking my wife?!"

Gordon's mother grabbed his arm in an attempt to calm him down.

"Sweetheart just get your things. There obviously isn't anything to salvage here. Come on hunny."

He snatched away from her. I folded my arms. Waiting.

"Bro. So you're not going to answer me? I just literally walked in and saw your fucking tongue down my wife's throat, yet you don't have anything to say?!!"

Marvin then stood up and fixed his vest.

"Look G... she stopped being your wife a year ago when you found interest in Stacy. So don't blame me."

Gordon's parents head snapped in his direction. A smirk played on my lips.

Got him.

"You Asshole!! Don't dare bring Stacy in this. You're supposed to be my friend dude!"

"Correction Gordon. As I told your wife here. We were never friends. You were just another guy that I worked with and apparently slept with the same woman. Stacy? She likes it up the ass doesn't she?"

My mouth flew open and I stared at Gordon. Apparently the scene playing out was too much for Mrs. Fields, she walked out the front door with disgust written on her face.

Uppity bitch. I always hated her.

Gordon's father put his hands in his suit pants pocket and shook his head before exiting as well.

"Marvin. You're done. Your days at climbing up the ladder at the firm are over!"

I glanced at Marvin who looked un-phased by Gordon's apparently useless comment.

"Gordon... When was the last time you was called to attend a meeting? Or had lunch with Mr. Peters? Or in fact, was invited to a dinner with Mr. Peters? Cuz the last time I checked, Friday was it-"

"Marvin you better shut your fucking mouth while you still can!"

I slowly unfolded my arms. That familiar frown between my eyebrows appeared. They have my full attention.

"Or what?"

Silence.

"There was no dinner Friday Gordon, it was on Thursday but you knew that already. You knew you weren't invited and you had other plans. And since you just now figuring out that you're not in the winners circle. You're losing it. Everything"

I looked at Gordon in surprise and disbelief. He's still surprising me with how cruel he could be. Everything was starting to make sense and I was furious.

"You've just made a huge mistake Marvin! You're-"

"Yo, whatever."

I felts Marvin's soft, warm lips on my cheek. His finger under my chin. I found his eyes and for a moment Gordon didn't exist.

"We'll finish this later?"

Butterflies.

His smile was just...WOW! All I could do was blush and shake my head...of course we're going to finish this. 

Heading for the door, Marvin stood next to Gordon and spoke in a hushed tone. But I could still hear.

"Go ahead and try to bring me down Gordon. Except, the problem with that is? I'm too far ahead for you to reach, dude."

He walked out the front door lightly laughing. Which left me alone with this weak excuse of a man. We both just angrily glared at each other until I stormed upstairs, bumping his shoulder on the way.

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