After looking at my food inventory I decided to make chicken parmesan with a side of seasoned potatoes and sautéed vegetables. “Hey Bella?” I heard Justin’s voice call to me.
“Yeah?” I answered without looking for him.
“I probably already know the answer but you wouldn’t happen to have a pair of shorts I could borrow do you?” I narrowed my eyes in confusion, why the hell would he need shorts? I thought to myself; then as if hit by a brick wall I remembered the date, well it is July so it’s getting hot I thought.
“What size do you wear?” I asked, I began to season the five boneless chicken breasts in which I was going to ask Justin to grill outside if the paps were gone.
“Uh, a 14 or 15 I think.” He answered, I thought a moment then hurried to my bedroom; after rifling through my dresser and closet I sighed in defeat, then I perked up again when I remembered Brent.
“Damn, I don’t have his number though.” I murmured, I sighed then walked to the living room to pull out a phone book just as Justin closed the sliding door leading out to my balcony. “Hey, are the paps gone?” I asked, I found After Hour Power’s business number then reached for my cordless phone.
“Uh, yeah. Who you calling?” He asked, I pressed the phone to my ear; as I opened my mouth someone answered on the other line.
“After Hour Power, Brent speaking.”
“Brent, thank god!”
“Bella? What’s wrong?”
“Uhm, I have a weird question and request for you.”
“Well, you’re in luck. My shift just finished, what’s up?”
“Do you have a pair of shorts in a size 14 or 15 I could borrow?”
“I’m sorry?”
“You know, shorts.. Like basketball shorts or something, do you have a pair in size 14 or 15?”
“Uhm.. I don’t know, I could look when I get hom—“
“Great, if you do bring them here. Thanks Brent!” I cut him off then hung up, I turned to Justin and as if just noticing him I gasped. “Justin, you’re sweating up a storm!” I exclaimed, he looked down at his bare torso then gave me a sarcastic look.
“Naw, I didn’t notice. Thanks for pointing it out though.” He told me, I looked at his bare chest then around my condo.
“Where’s your shirt?” I asked, he swiped his forehead with the back of his hand then pointed it out on the couch. “Oh, well…” I trailed off, feeling bad about what I’m about to ask him.
“What?” He asked, I looked into the kitchen at the chicken I wanted him to grill; he looked with me then started to slightly shake his head. “Oh no, no. I’m not going back out in that heat, no.. No way, no how. No Bella.” He told me, looking away; I assembled my puppy dog eyes and pout since he wasn’t looking at me.
“Please Justin, please?” I pouted, he was hesitant to look at me; he had the right to, he sighed in defeat when he saw my face.
“Ugh, dammit. I hate it when girls look at me like that, fine.” I laughed then threw my arms around his neck and hugged him.
“Thank you, JuJu.” I said in a small voice, he gave me a quick squeeze.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m only doing this for the food, I’m starving.” He told me, I smiled as I handed him the platter and tongs.
“Don’t worry, I’m pretty sure you’ll like it.” I promised, he quickly retreated back out to the patio and I retreated back into the kitchen.
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I Really Hate You Sometimes {On hold}
Fiksi Remaja"Bella." Was the first word out of Alexis' mouth when Lane pressed the green button to my cell phone after putting it on speaker. "Alexis!" I screamed, I opened my mouth to scream again but Connor stuffed some type of cloth in my mouth to gag me. ...
