I feel someone's arms slither around my waist, "I like the way your hips move," A male voice whispers in my ear.
"But they would look better moving on top of me." He continues traveling his hands down to my hips.
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"Are you ready yet?" I hear Vince groan from the living room.
Gosh, can this man have some patience.
"Hold up, I still need to put my shoes on." I yell from my room.
Me and Vince were heading to a club, a club I didn't want to go to.
Why, you may ask. Well, because I'd rather sleep then get eye fucked by random people.
Vince said it would be a good idea for us to go so that we could distract ourselves from our problems, but I'm pretty sure it's because Alsiri is going to be there.
"I'm done." I announce walking out of my bedroom.
"About time, come on." He grabs my wrist and drags me out the front door.
"Does this trip to the club have anything to do with Alsiri?" I question cocking a brow up.
"No, why would you think so?" He says trying to hold a in a chuckle.
Does he think I'm that fucking stupid?
"Never mind." I roll my eyes walking in front of him to open my car.
I get in my car and start the engine. "You know me and Alsiri can't be together, so stop trying to make something happen between us." I say coldly, having enough of his shit.
The other fucking day he dialed Alsiri to tell her to meet him for dinner.
Thankfully she was busy and didn't answer the phone.
His ideal plan was to take me with him then just leave, leaving me and Alsiri alone.
Together.
I promised myself I would stay as far as I can from Alsiri.
I can't control myself around her.
I have to always remind myself what my plan is, I don't have time to fall in love.
Yet, she's the only person I can trust enough to go to when I have a panic attack. Ironic I know.
But it's so fucking hard to concentrate around her.
The way she smiles when she's thinking of Jelly, the ability to bond with anyone she meets, the way her mind works in weird ways, and overall her.
I could sit here for hours saying all the things I love about her.
She doesn't deserve me.
She deserves happiness, not a fucking heart break.
"You okay?" Vince asks pulling me out of my thoughts. "Huh?" I turn towards him, not hearing clearly what he just said.
"You zoned out for a minute, I was just making sure you were okay." He shifts in his seat getting comfortable for our car ride to the club.
"I'm fine." I make a left turn, sighing when I see the club come into view.
