Trap Queen: Part 2

Chapter Twenty

It's around three pm, and I'm packing all of my things so I can finally go back home. By home, I mean Diablo's apartment. The hotel is charging me, or should I say Diablo, more than two hundred dollars because I'm checking out a lot earlier than I had listed. I told Diablo I wanted to stay so I wouldn't have to pay, but he said he wants me home and that he'd pay anything for it.

"Please be careful with that!" I blurt at Diablo, who is handling my mini makeup suitcase carelessly like it's nothing.

"What's in here anyway?" he asks, carefully placing it back down.

"A lot of expensive ass makeup and face products," I replied, closing up the suitcase I've been working on.

He rolls his eyes.

"No, don't roll your eyes. I'm serious. That case and everything in it is worth more than you and me," I said in all seriousness.

He lets out a laugh. "Since when do you buy expensive shit?"

"Since I found out the importance of clear skin," I reply.

"You already have clear skin," he insisted.

He moves some shoes out the way on the bed to make room for him to lay down.

"Yeah, and all those products should keep my face cleaner and better," I say again.

"It's all a bunch of BS," he rumbles.

I've been folding clothes for so long that my arms started to get sore.

"It's time for a break," I groan, then head to the bed to make room for me to lay next to him.

I lay next to him, and he reaches out for a kiss.

"I love you," he tells me.

"I love you too, baby," I say back. "I hope everything goes back to how they used too."

"It already feels like old times."

"It sure does," I look up at him. "Um, there is one thing I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

"Can we keep our relationship low-key for now?"

"Huh, why? Is there another vato you don't want them to find out about us?" he rumbled.

I give him an are-fucking-serious look. "For the one-hundredth time, I have no other novios, loco. I honestly don't want anyone to ask me questions right now. Let's keep us between you and I. Please?"

He nods, annoyed but kept quiet.

I roll over to get on top of him.

I put my hands on his cheeks, squeezing them together, to say,

"I love you, Lorenzo."

He smirks, "prove it."

I grin, "I will, pinche loco."

I begin to kiss him. By the second, the kiss starts getting deeper and hotter. We hungrily kiss each other like it's our last. His tongue swirls with mine. Everything was still there the sparks, lust, and love for each other. As I said, it never left.

-

When we finally arrived at Diablo's apartment to drop off my things, he got an important call from Gustavo. He said that there's an emergency and that Diablo needs to be at the Trap as soon as possible. I asked him if he wanted me to go, but he said no. I could have argued, but Lily scheduled a meeting at Angel's house for wedding plans.

The wedding is in two months, and I've been slacking a lot for the last week, so I can't slack again or at all. As her maid of honor, that is, if she hasn't replaced me, I need to be there for her and my brother.