Jordan POV
Slamming the car door shut, I walked up the driveway and walked right in the front door. Making my way to her bedroom, I burst through the door.
"What ya doing up in here, playing witcha self?"I joked, making her jump out of the bed and sprint to me. She engulfed me in a hug, kissing on me.
"Dang, ian know you missed me that much."I laughed.
"I thought you were gonna stay with your little boyfriend tonight."She pulled away and went back to her bed.
"I was he and Colten decided to have a brother bonding night at the bowling alley."I replied, getting in the bed with her.
"Notice anything different about me?"She asked, smiling.
I searched her face and body before the light came on in my brain. "You got your hair done."I took in her new look.
"You like it?"
"Hell yeah I like it."
"I knew you would,"She smiled harder.
"You been cooped in this house every day?"
"Yeah. My car got stolen so Dad has to get me a new one."
"How did that happen?"
"I went to one of my friends houses and mind you, he lives in one of the most fucked up parts of Miami. And my car is on the expensive and flashy side so I walked outside when I was about to go and it was gone."She explained.
"When is the new one coming in?"
"Next week supposed to be."
"I think my boyfriend wants to meet you."I blurted.
"Why?"She asked as her hand trailed up and down my leg.
"He's on to us, I can feel it. He caught me talking to you and went through our messages. He saw your nuddies."
"Jordan you gotta learn how to delete messages."
I smacked my lips at her. "Ion care that much to delete messages. But I told him you were a friend from college so you gotta act like you doing big things."
"I guess I'll go meet your insecure boyfriend."She huffed.
"He's not insecure; far from it. Don't start that slick shit with me Aleja."I scolded her. She's just a side thing to me; she doesn't have the right to talk about Miah.
"My bad, damn."
"Yeah, your bad."I rolled my eyes and focused on what the tv was playing. We were both really into what was playing until the channel went to an advertisement break.
She began to tug at my shirt. "I just got here and you already tryna fuck me."I laughed.
"I haven't had any of you in days. Take this off."She ordered. I took my shirt off and she unclasped my bra, tossing it to the floor. She pushed me to lay back in the bed, lowering her head down to my chest. When she got to my cookie jar, I lost it. Unfortunately, my escape from pure bliss and pleasure came quicker than I thought.