Quick AN: For those who haven't noticed , This is a short story, that's why it's so fast. It will not be a long book at all...
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March 15 1995
{9:30 A.M ; DeVante's House.}
Devante attempted to get up from my bed, but a tight grip was held on to his waist. Devante smirked looking down at a sleeping Valeria. She had been at his house the last few days. They'd smoke, watch movies, and then sex each other like it was their last day living. From time , He often wondered where her husband was because she seemed so relaxed instead of tense like she was when they first met each other.
He silently admired her face as she slept. She was beautiful... He couldn't help but smile as he watched her at peace. Devante wasn't used to showing affection, he never let any female sleep in his bed besides his daughter. Monogamy was most definitely not his thing at all. He couldn't see hisself being tied down to Valeria , but she was fun to be around. Besides , she was still married and he was still young trying to enjoy life. Not only that , but his trust issues were all the way messed up. The year of '93 he lost trust in everybody besides hisself.
Clearing his thoughts, he lightly shook Valeria. "Let me up ma, I gotta pee." He spoke. Valeria groaned and unwrapped her arms from around his lanky figure. If it was one thing De noticed about Valeria, he noticed she didn't like being awoke from her sleep.
Walking into his walk in bathroom , he approached the sink. Staring in the mirror, he splashed cold water on his face. He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel anything for Valeria.. He didn't want to feel anything for her because truly..... He was afraid to get hurt again. Of course he had his fair share of relationships, but what people didn't know is that he was always the victim. However , he had built up a ' I don't care' persona. It wasn't him , but everybody didn't know that.
As he brushed his teeth, he felt her small arms wrap around him. Leaning up, Valeria placed a kiss on his tattooed back that was covered in scratches from when she attempted to take his pain. After brushing his teeth, he turned around to her and tried to kiss her but she jerked her head back. "Uh uh boy, I got morning breath." She muttered as she put her hand over her mouth.
Sucking his teeth, he pulled her close to him and flashed a smirk. "I don't give a fuck bout ya morning breath, Gimmie them lips girl." He mumbled and leaned down pecking her soft lips. After pecking her lips two more times, he pulled away. Valeria poked out her bottom lip. "I have to go back to Cali today." She mumbled sadly into his tattooed chest.
De would be lying if he said he hadn't grown quite attached to Valeria. She was like a good friend with benefits. He enjoyed the bond they shared. "Aw man, you gotta go back to hubby today?" He asked poking out his bottom lip and she laughed.
