🔘 Chapter 11: Your Lies Taste Bitter

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Leo's POV

Peace. That's what I felt as I laid on top of Jaysean while he slept. I loved waking up before him, just so I could watch him sleep. The feel of his chest rising and falling under my head while a slight breeze left his mouth, was beautiful.

Kissing his chest, I got up. I didn't want to wake him because he went into work last night and came back late. I proceeded to shower and eat something. As I was washing my plate, my phone started to ring. Quickly, I answered it before the noise disturbed him.

"Hello" I whispered checking on Jay to make sure he was still asleep.

"Leonardo where are you? Why are you whispering?" my father spoke.

"I'm at Jaysean's and right now he's sleeping" I sighed.

"Isn't it a little late for him to still be in bed. Doesn't he have things to do" he scoffed and I immediately became pissed.

"Not that it's any of your business but, he went into work last night. You know because he does have a job" I sneered.

"Watch your tone. I'm still your father" he scolded.

"I'll watch my tone when you stop trying to disrespect someone I care about" I muttered.

" Anyways, are you coming into work today?" my dad questioned.

"No. I'm busy today" I replied.

"How can you learn the business if you spend all your time with that boy" he murmured and I could just feel the disappointment.

"I can manage my job and relationship. Something you never seemed to figure out. I have to go" I hummed before hanging up the phone. It was too early for him.

"Who was that?" Jaysean yawned from behind scaring the hell out of me.

"Fuck! Don't do that shit!" I gasped spinning around.

"Sorry baby. I didn't mean to scare you" he hummed hugging me.

"I wasn't" I lied wrapping my arms around him.

"Hmhm" he chuckled lowly and it turned me on a little bit. His voice was always a little deep when he first woke up, it was very sexy.

"That was my always delightful father" I answered. He just gave me a face but, didn't say anything. My father didn't like Jay and this feeling was totally mutual.

"So what do you wanna do today?" he asked.

"I want to meet you little ex-girlfriend" I hummed.

"Man, you were serious?" Jay scoffed going over to his dresser.

"You know I was. Don't play me" I said crossing my arms.

"Ah, you've been around me too much. You started to talk like me" Jay laughed grabbing his towel.

"Whatever. We're doing this today" I told him. He grabbed his phone and began texting someone, when he was finished he put it back down.

"Okay. Let me get ready" he muttered.

"Okay," I breathed.

"You wanna shower with me?" he questioned smirking.

Biting my lip, I didn't say anything, just got up and followed him into the bathroom. It was a long shower, and I was pretty sure we were clean everywhere.

"Fuck" Jay cursed as we drove to a restaurant to meet this girl.

"What's wrong?" I spoke glancing up from my phone to look at him. I was replying to a couple of business emails.

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