The last thing on his mind should be his nosy parole officer.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬"

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"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝗔𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲?? 𝗼𝗿 𝗧𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱?? @𝟰𝟰𝟰𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀𝗹𝘃𝗿 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 <𝟯

𝕋𝕣𝕪𝕟𝕒 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕖 𝕀 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖

"𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭."

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝.....

"𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚖"

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed him.