Sweet Trouble

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Williams POV

Really, why do I have to mess this things up every fucking time!

I tried to get Malisa to leave, I really did, but immediately she kissed me I forgot everything... It's like the kiss came with some sort of jazz that neutralized my senses. It's not like her kiss was even relatively close too Barbie's, as in, Barbie's was waaayyyy better. Oh God, I need saving...

I stared at my stupid best friend that had the wildest smile on his face. His eyes shone brightly and he looked like a five year old that had just been offered the biggest ice cream cone. I inwardly groaned... Was this guy really twenty-eight fucking years old?

"Some things never change do they?" He was full out laughing now. "You even play your wife dude!" Luis spat. Literally!

"Dude say it okay? Don't spray it!" I told him, cleaning bits of his saliva from my face.

He laughed his contagious laugh and I suddenly joined in, forgetting about Barbara for some time. Thank God the doors were air-tight and she couldn't hear us.

"Now, tell me what mess you got yourself into this time to make you want to fake a marriage. And please don't tell me that it includes me becoming an Uncle!" He said, when our laughing had died down.

I turned around my desk and sat down, Luis, being the goof that he is, did not even wait for me to offer him a chair. He was already sitting with his legs on my table. I simply scowled because talking will do no good with Luis.

"Okay..." I began relating the entire story to him. We hadn't talked in a while and so he didn't really know much about Barbara, only the coffee incidence and that was pretty much all. Even though he already knew this things I still told him, with more details this time. I kept talking and laughing at the funny parts, I didn't realise how blissful it was too talk about Barbara. It was so stress-relieving. In that moment, I forgot about Malisa, Dad, issues with work, Barbie's foster parents, and everything else really. It was just Barbie! Only Her.
I finally finished my epistle. Sighing heavily at how much I had said.

"So... If I am getting this right. This girl has screwed up your head and you legit can't think properly without her. And now that you feel she is drawing away from you because of Malisa, you have decided to draft a contract that says she has to actually stick to being your wife for at least a year, blinding her with an insanely huge amount of money." Luis finished, smirking. When does this guy ever stop smirking though? He looked like he had just found the cure for cancer. As if what he just said was the most brilliant thing.

"Luis..." I say warningly. "You know very well that that is not what I told you." I look him square in the eye. Hoping that my seriousness will have some sort of infect on him. But boy was I wrong!
He doubled up with the laughter.

"Okay fine...." He said when I kept glaring at him, trying to bore a hole through that empty head of his. "I get men, but really no girl has gotten you this messed up. Not even the ho, Malisa." He finished the last part with disdain evident on his features. He actually never liked Malisa. Okay.. He hates Malisa.
"Like I mean, you never even intended to get married. What happened to 'Bachelor for life!' Or 'I will just adopt a daughter and that's it...' Where is that Williams??? Huh?"

"Okay I admit. I think I just might be falling for this girl." I tell him even though I know he already figured that out.
I stand up and move over to the huge glass wall that permits looking over the entire New York city and its busyness.