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(78) Misgiving Mona

 ♡ MONA

I wake up slowly, encased by the scent of my boo. He smells like dark chocolate, you know, the expensive kind. His arms are around my back and my head is resting on his chest. His slow and steady heartbeat pulls me into a relaxed, snoozing state. I push my nose against his skin and inhale his scent. Mmmm yes, he smells like home.

My eyes shoot open when I realize I asked him to move in with me. Oh god, I really did. Anxiety rushes through me and I turn over, grabbing my phone from the nightstand. I type a message to my best friend and let out a sigh of relief when I'm done. I already feel better just making sense of my thoughts by turning them into a message to her.

It doesn't take her long to respond.

Congratulations Pookie! I am so damn proud of you! I know he's the right guy for you. And we both know he loves you deeply. So stop worrying and enjoy it! Or I'm coming down to talk some sense into you!

Coming down? I frown wondering what she means by that and decide to call her bluff. I send her a message back.

Still worried. I need a hug from my bestie!

I sit up in the bed, looking at Montell with a smile on my lips. He's softly snoring, hugging his pillow tight. He looks like a young boy when he sleeps, his features completely relaxed. 

I feel my phone vibrate in my hand and my eyes almost pop out of their sockets when I see the message.

Open the door.

I gasp and run over to the door naked. I open it and there she is. My gorgeous bestie; hair in a messy bun on top of her head and wearing a long, a bit too tight white T-shirt, her nipples shining through the strained fabric.

I blink a few times, unable to grasp the fact that she's here. Her eyes wander over to the bed and rest on Montell's naked behind. I run over there and cover him up. She chuckles softly and points at me.

"Moan, you're walking around naked, but I can't look at his firm, dark chocolate ass?"

"Yeah, Yeah. Come with me to the balcony. I don't want to wake him. And you have to explain to me how the hell you got here so fast." I grab Montell's bathrobe and wrap it around my curves.

We sit down on the small balcony and Ama rests her ankles on the banister, the T-shirt crawling up to her thighs. She shifts in her seat like she's sore or something. I'll have to ask her about it later. But first, we have to handle my anxiety, which is quickly gaining momentum again.

"Bestie, I'm so nervous that I asked Montell to move in with me. I did it in the heat of the moment... I meant it though... but..." I rub my arms and sigh.

Ama says: "But it makes you nervous. Like everything new and unpredictable in your life. But it really shouldn't. That man would never do anything you don't want him to. And even if you would change your mind about this, he would still love you just as much. Just go for it, Mona. You deserve all the happiness in the world and I am convinced he can give it to you."

I get up to hug her tight and that's when I hear my favorite deep voice say: "I almost dropped the coffee. I came out here because I know my girl's bestie doesn't function without it. But Jesus, Ama. Thanks for the vote of confidence. Now I'm nervous I'll never live up to it."

He quickly puts the mugs on the table as Ama pulls him into the hug. 

She kisses his cheek, "You're already living up to it. But we need to discuss one thing though."

She takes a step back and shoots him a very serious look. "If you ever marry her, you get me too. We're a package deal. So think about it long and hard. Because I'm not sure you could handle us both at the same time."

Montell bursts out in laughter and says: "I am positive it would either kill me or drive me crazy. Probably both."

We all sit down again and I notice Ama wince as her lower body touches the seat. I look her over and try to sense what's off. She doesn't share her feelings easily. But I might get her to talk if I can guess what it's about...

She sips her coffee and stares in the distance. Montell looks her over too and says: "So you spent the night and you're wearing his T-shirt. Can I assume things went well between you two?"

I stare at my man and feel so lost. His eyes connect with mine and a slow, sexy smile appears on his lips. Montell says: "Donté is my upstairs neighbor."

Oh, sweet baby Jesus. That was the last missing piece of the puzzle.

Montell states: "I've showered with him more than once at the gym. I bet he was a challenge."

Bam! Ama goes bright red at warp speed. She's blushing from her toes to the roots of her hair. She squeezes her legs together and I know Montell is right. And if Montell thinks Donté's big, he's huge. Cause my man didn't stand at the back of the line when they were handing out the big sausages.

Ama sighs and says in a really soft tone: "It still hurts."

I jump up, "He hurt you?! I'm going over there right now!"

Montell grabs me by the wrist and shakes his head. I huff and sit down again. He rests his hand on Ama's shoulder and asks: "Do you want me to leave you two alone, Ama? I can go see Donté."

Ama looks him in the eye, "Yes, if it's not too much trouble. We have a lot to talk about. And even though I might be your second wife in the future, I don't feel comfortable discussing everything with you yet."

We chuckle together and Montell gets up. He kisses my lips and kisses Ama on top of her hair. "I'll see you beautiful ladies later. Take your time." 

He walks inside and I scoot my chair closer to Ama's.

She puts her ankles up on the banister again and spreads her legs a little. She sighs, "Donté has the biggest dick I've ever seen. And he tore me apart last night."

I gasp, "You could have said no bestie. You didn't have to sleep with him."

"I didn't have to, but god did I want to. Mona, he's fucking amazing. And so experienced. He knows how to touch a woman and make her cum. Fuck, I'm wet just thinking about it. He turns me on in a way I've never experienced before."

"Sweet baby Jesus, you've got it bad. But sex isn't supposed to hurt, right?"

"Wellll. You're supposed to be sore in the morning after a good workout." She laughs and lifts her mug from the table to take a sip.

I grab mine too and get comfortable.

It's story time.

The kind of story only best friends share.

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And another chapter. It feels good to write again. 
*wiggles fingers* 

It also feels good to drag out the moment you are probably waiting for. lol

What are you hoping for? Tell me and I might write it into the story. ;) 

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