A Dozen Days for Love (MB Fanfic- ON HOLD)

Chapter Ten: Tell me

Jayla's POV

We walked into the lobby, and went straight to the reception desk.

"Room for August?" he said to the lady behind the desk, and she smiled and gave him a key.

"Room 723," She winked at him, and I rolled my eyes. Thirsty ass. I'm right here.

{Get it? room 723?? Break it up into 7/23. Lol, I'm slow.}

He smiled back, and grabbed my hand. He pecked my cheek, and I smiled at the desk lady, who suddenly looked cross.

We stepped into the elevator, and he pressed the 30 button. I leaned back on the wall, and looked at his bold features.

Everything about him was so strong. Those broad shoulders, his intricate facial expression... A work of art.

He looked down at me, and noticed me staring. "What?"

"You look so sexy right now," I blurted out. Then, I clamped my hand over my mouth. Wtf is wrong with me?! Did I just say that out loud?!

"Yea, you did." he smirked, nodding.

That, too?!

"Don't worry, beautiful. Ik I'm sexy." he flexed. Then, stepped in front of me.

"Witcho ol' cocky, sexy ass..." I said, grabbing onto Zilla and squeezing.

He shut his eyes, groaning. When he opened them again, they were filled with lust. "Don't start somethin' you can't finish, Jay."

I licked my lips. "Who said I can't finish it?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and suddenly felt his lips smash into mine. There were weren't sparks like before, because this was like a whole fire erupting in my chest.

The elevator bell dinged, but that didn't stop us. We continued, and somehow found the room. He slid the key in, all the while holding me up. Somehow, I'd got up on his waist with my legs wrapped 'round.

We stepped into the room, kisses deepening as tongue was added and clothes were shed.

Guess who lost their V card on V-day??

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I took another bite of the steak in front of me, and glanced across the table at Roc, my new bf.

Yea, it's officially official.

He wined and dined me today. Since I was still sore from last night, he ran me a hot bath with rose petals and bath salts. He hired mad violinists and other bullshit romantic things. I love that type of shit.

The chocolates on my pillow were especially satisfying.

I giggled, and he chuckled nervously.

"What's wrong? This is great, babe." I smiled, taking another bite.

"I'm glad you like it," he smiled. "But, it's not that."

I suddenly assumed the worst. I put down my fork, and folded my arms. "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" he exclaimed. "It's just-(GCO)."

"Nigga, if you don't tell me." I said over him.

He looked shocked, mostly because I've never talked to him like this before.

"I'm going on tour."

Silence.

"Jayla, don't-(GCO)" he started.

"You asshole!" I yelled. "You knew you were going on this damn tour, and you played me!"

"No, I didn't do either o those!" He said. "I just found out yesterday, and I do love you."

Silence Again.

"How long is the tour?"

"Idk," he shook his head.

"When do you leave?"

"... Monday morning." he mumbled.

Imma kick his ass. Wanna know why?

It's Saturday evening.

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I never thought I'd say this again, but... I updated Dozen Days of Love!!!

Imma keep it up, but this is gonna be way shorter than my other stories.

Ik what's next, I just gotta figure out the end...

So, yea.

-Jojo :3