Chapter 23

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23 - Confliction

Anya's POV

It's been a few days since me and Nola last saw each other. I was on my way to her place after meeting up with Cheryl.

I've been getting a lot of good advice from her, and now I'm a little more confident.

My phone went off as I got a message, while walking down the hall to Nola's apartment.

It was from Cheryl.

The door to her apartment opened before I could respond to it and Nola pulled me in

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The door to her apartment opened before I could respond to it and Nola pulled me in.

"You good?" I asked after she let me go, and she had locked the door behind us.

"Yeah. You were just standing there like a dumbass so I decided to help you out." Nola said.

"I was reading something, but a'right." I laughed, quickly getting over it.

Nola stared at me with this look before plopping down onto the couch, sort of dis-acknowledging me as she got on her phone.

"...Uh. You do got a reason for calling me here, right?" I asked.

Nola looked up at me with her brows furrowed. "Who're you talking to?" She asked.

I took a look around before looking back at her. "Who else in the room?" I respond.

She stood up abruptly and my heart skipped a beat. Shit. Did I go too far?

She stopped in front of me with a look. "Watch your mouth when talking to me, before I make you." Nola stated without a stutter.

I stare back at her angry expression with my tongue bit. "Right..." I replied.

"That's what I thought." Nola said, and she went to walk away but I pulled her shoulder.

"There's something I wanna try!" I blurted out.

She gave me a skeptical look as she said, "Oh, yeah? What is it?"

I rubbed the back of my neck anxiously. "...Uh. Well. I want you to watch... while I..." I stammered.

I fetched the vibrator stashed inside my bag, hoping that she'd catch my drift.

It was from the box she let me keep and Nola looked at me with this amused look on her face. "Are you fucking kidding me?" She laughed.

I kept my expression genuine and she stopped. "Why the fuck do you want that?!" She asked.

"Because..." I said as I slowly regained my composure. "I think it's my sexual fantasy..."

"I want you to watch while I try this."

Nola's POV

As bad as I wanted to pounce on her and fuck her senseless, there were too many red flags.

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