Chapter 19

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-- Geovanni Parris--

I threw the covers off of me in frustration as I swung my feet over the edge of my bed and sat up. I immediately turned on my bedside lamp.

I stood up and looked around for my phone before cutting the light off and making my way out the door.

Half an hour later, I pulled into Uncle Jan's driveway. It was well after two in the morning, but something wouldn't allow me to fall asleep angry at Julliet.

I took a deep breath as I got out of my car and walked up to the door. After deactivating the alarm, I proceeded by pushing my key into the lock, turned it and let myself in.

"These are booty call hours, Geovanni." Uncle Jan's voice startled me, causing me to assume a fighting stance.

"Shit! Unc', I almost knocked your ass out." I relaxed. "And I'm not here for a booty call. I'm here to -"

"Make up." He finished my sentence.

"Somethin' like that." I mumbled.

"I was wrong to get into you kids' business like that." Uncle Jan apologized.

"It's ok, Unc'. She really should've told me."

"She's up there though." He pointed toward the stairs. Nodding, I made my way up to her room.

I quietly turned the door knob and pushed the door open, then closed it just as quietly after I was inside.

Maneuvering my way through the moonlit room, I made my way to her bed where she laid under the covers with her back turned to me. I carefully climbed in, trying my best not to wake her.

I successfully got into the bed and under the covers with her without waking her. I pushed myself under her and wrapped my arms around her as I got comfortable.

I listened to her steady breathing and inhaled the fruity smell of her hair until I felt my lids getting heavy.

Whenever I'm around her, I have an unexplainable peace of mind.

--Julliet Morrison--

I woke up in Geo's arms and was now staring at him while he slept. He always seemed so peaceful when he was asleep.

Biting my lips, I pushed my hand into his pyjama pants; my fingers immediately brushed against his shaft. Palming it, I began to stroke it lightly.

Ever since Geo broke me off, I've been wanting to have sex like a fucking nymphomaniac.

He began getting hard in my palm and I pecked his lips, then flicked my tongue against them.

"Julliet, what the fuck are you doing to me?" He groggily whispered.

"I'm trying to have you for breakfast." I huskily purred.

Grabbing my hand, he pulled it from his pants, causing me to immediately frown. I tried pushing my hand back into his pyjama pants, but he blocked me from doing so.

"Chill." He demanded. "If you don't want to have kids, we're going to have to start using condoms and I don't have any on me." He explained.

"Come on, Geo." I whined. "You could just pull out." She argued.

"I said no, Julliet." He remained firm in his decision.

"But Geo-"

"We need to talk." He cut me off on a sigh. I sat up against the headboard and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Fine." I uttered as he did the same.

"I don't want sex to become the first thing we do after an argument. It's becoming a pattern, Jules." He pointed out. "As far as children, maybe you'd change your mind eventually. However, I will like them and if you don't, I'd be having them with someone else." His words stung. "I'd rather you be happy than to force you into something you clearly don't want." He admitted.

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