Distress

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I opened my eyes and felt his arm on my waist and my head resting on his other arm. His light snores was nonchalant. I didn't want to move but I tried stretching for my phone without him noticing. When I did, I had multiple messages from the girls in the group chat about my location and a few emails. I sighed.

Monique: she's probably getting her Pussy wet

Ariel: I mean...who wouldn't get their pussy wet for mark! He's gorgeous!

Kelly: she's still in love with that idiot Erick or Michael, hell I don't know anymore...I'm trying to call her but she's not answering.

Ariel: wait what?!

Kelly: yes...sadly...she knows she can't stay with me if she does.

Monique: omg no K! You did that to you know who...

Kelly: idc! I'm pregnant and he's dangerous!

Ariel: ok then...

I flinched when I felt his arms moved off of me as he turned his back on me. I stared at the netting above thinking about last night. I looked over at him wondering about this whole apartment thing. I had to wait for tomorrow to arrive to go look at the apartment and then the salon is opening Friday. I got up and went to the bathroom. I realized there was a new toothbrush and toothpaste, still in the packaging on the other sink from his. After I finished, I needed something comfortable to wear after my shower, so I went into his dead fiancé's closet. Skimming through her clothes was like shopping in a very expensive store. I ended up finding a grey fitted jumpsuit and a sweater. Rubbed some of her lotion on my hands and feet.

"What are you doing?" I looked up at him. He seemed a bit annoyed.

"I took a shower...needed clothes and I just thought I could come in here and get something to wear," I said calmly.

"Well you thought wrong...take her stuff off. I already had something for you...if you had only asked, we didn't have to go through this," he said and left. As I was taking it off, he came back with neatly folded clothes, a box with shoes in it and another box and handed it to me and left.

 As I was taking it off, he came back with neatly folded clothes, a box with shoes in it and another box and handed it to me and left

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I walked out into his room. He was sitting on the end of the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist while texting on his phone.

"Umm where are we going?" I asked pulling on the bottom of my top. He looked up at me slowly. "Wow..." he whispered. I folded my arms as he got up and walked towards me. "Going to breakfast with the fam...it's Sunday of course," he said biting his lips and holding my waist pulling me in, kissing my neck.

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