Don't Play With Fire

Chapter Twelve

A/n please read.

I've explained it to someone but I think it'd be best if I explained it to you all as well. The reason I changed the description and cover of the book is because I love writing realistically. (Realistically you're not going to meet one person and be with them for the rest of your life) now, you may go back to said person 👀 but 9 times out of 10, you'll date a few people before finding "the one" so, this is not a Cindy book, it is not a Flower book, it is a YOU book. Following a (at least semi) realistic journey of the life of You. Hope that clears shit up and if you read this til the end, drop a 🍭

Now enjoy fuckers

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Flower was fast asleep, her back to my chest soundlessly as I ran my fingers through her messy hair. She was so cute. I softly pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder before rolling over.

She whined and I looked over my shoulder while pulling on my briefs. "Come back."

"I gotta go, Xen." I whispered through the dark of the room, grabbing a pair of jeans from my suitcase and pulling them on. She soon raised up, holding the sheets to her chest with a frown. "I have to drive Kevin remember?" She only pouted.

I poked out my bottom lip playfully before kneeling onto the bed and hovering over her when she laid back. "I don't want you to go. Stay with me." She whispered and held my face, her thumbs caressing my skin

"I gotta." Softly pecking her lips, I pushed a stray hair behind her ear. "Think about it this way. After this, we'll be on our way to Venice, Italy." Her eyes shot open and I smirked. "Oh did I forget to tell you?"

"Y/n what?" I slid off of the bed again and grabbed a casual button up to put on. "What are you talking about?"

"Martin got some painting score set up in Italy. But I was thinking, when they all go back.. we could stay for a while." I looked back at her. "How does that sound?"

"Babe I would love that." She said with an excited clap and I chuckled while pulling my shoes on, then adding a leather jacket just because. "You look good."

"Thank you, Ciccia." I grabbed my phone before going to her bedside again and leaning over to press my lips against hers. "Be good today." I whispered and she nodded, giving me another kiss before sending me off.

I pocketed my car keys and walked out of the hotel building to the GMC Yukon. I loved this car. It was so official looking. Once I was heading down the road, I put the address into my GPS system and followed after it.

This was like no other plan we've made. Usually it was get in and get out, this one was a little more intricate than that. To get in, I had to literally be in.

Kevin owned a three point six million dollar mansion in Beverly Hills. To get in, you had to go through a large black gate with a security code to unlock. That or a remote. I planned to have one by the time the Oscars rolled around.

I stopped at the black gate and pressed the buzzer. "Who dis?" Kevin said in a goofy voice before letting out a laugh. "Is it the pizza I ordered three days ago? 'Cause you kinda late man."

I snorted and leaned over to speak through the system. "It's.. It's Tanya, we met at the gym yesterday."

"Oh you're early, cool. Just pull up and I'll be out in a second." A buzzer sounded and I watched the gate open, leading me to a horseshoe drive way. And I just wondered why the hell he needed this big ass house. Who did he live with, the coast guard? Once I stopped at the front, I saw him open the front door in a black and gold robe and underwear. I rolled my window down and he waved me over. "You can come in while I get ready."