Chapter 61: Special

ZAIRE'S POV I was leaning back on the couch, smoking weed with Dayanara. I could hear moans coming from Reggie's room as he was getting it on with Daya's pink-haired friend, whose name I couldn't care less to remember. The fucked up part? This wasn't even the first time I'd met her. Not even the second. She had been around the first time Reggie introduced me to his cousin, and the many other times I had linked up with Daya. She probably had one of those long, fucked up names. Had to. I took another drag from the blunt before handing it to Daya. She took it from me, inhaling deeply before letting the smoke slowly leave her lips. I could feel her hand slowly sliding down my chest until she stopped right on my groin. She palmed me through my jeans, her eyes half-lidded and full of lust as she looked up at me. She had been doing this shit since we got here. Finding excuses to touch me. Brushing against me. Trying to get my attention. I wasn't having it. I caught her wrist and

Chapter 62: Candy bite

ZAIRE'S POV "Let's elope and get married," I whispered. Sebastian grinned, his dimples sinking deep into his cheeks. "Yeah? Where would we elope to?" "I don't know. Somewhere in the Caribbean, maybe. They got some of the best islands and shit." I reached up and poked the dimple on his left cheek. "Who did you get these from?" "My dad." "Hm." I hummed, leaning closer to him. "I don't think I've ever met your dad. Where is he?" "He lives in Manchester." "You guys close?" "Uh..." He hesitated. "I wouldn't really say that, to be honest. He's closer with my sister. Me? I've always kind of been a mommy's boy." I chuckled. "Yeah. I can tell." His eyebrows lifted. "How?" "Because, nigga, you soft as fuck." Sebastian burst out laughing. "You said I looked manly in the car. Now I'm soft? Which one is it?" "I only said that because I was trying to be nice." I shrugged. "You said I look gorgeous, so I was only complimenting you at the time. You don't look manly at a

Chapter 63: Tap Out

ZAIRE'S POV It was at times like this I really hated this stupid ass car for being so small. After all the effort to finally get Sebastian to fold. I couldn't believe I was getting cockblocked by a damn car. On my mama, I had a thought to burn the whole damn thing down. I tried adjusting the backseats, but the space was still too small to fit both Sebastian and I, unless we wanted to die with muscle cramps. No real movements were going to happen in there. And I wanted to get fucked good. Hell, I was ready to get bitched out if that was what it was going to take to get me good. I had begged and grovelled like a little cock thirsty bitch for this shit. No way, I was settling for less now. "You've got to be fucking kidding me," I snapped, staring at the tiny space between the seats. I had never been so angry over a failed hook up. Sebastian grabbed the side of my neck. "Calm down, Zai. We can always drive back to my place. It's no big deal." No big deal? His house was

Chapter 64: Princess

SEBASTIAN'S POV The knock on my bedroom door was what pulled me out of a deep sleep. I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the light creeping into the room. I pushed myself to my elbows and looked to my side. Zaire was still asleep. A small smile tugged at my lips as I watched him, momentarily forgetting why I'd woken up in the first place. Damn. He was beautiful even in his sleep. His face was completely relaxed, all of his usual intensity gone. His long lashes rested softly against his cheeks, while his thick eyebrows sat just above his closed eyes, almost threatening to meet in the middle. A few faint freckles were scattered across his face-so subtle that you wouldn't notice them unless you were really looking. My eyes dropped down to his lips. They were so pink and full. I couldn't help the filthy thought that crossed my mind as I stared at them. For a brief moment, I imagined those lips wrapped around my shaft. Yeah, I would really love to have him su

Chapter 65: Tender love

ZAIRE'S POVOne thing about me? I didn't like talking about myself.I didn't like opening up. I didn't like sitting around talking about my feelings like putting them into words was somehow supposed to fix everything.Matter of fact, I actively avoided those kinds of conversations.Because first of all, I hated what usually came after.The pity.The sad little pretty words people used to try and make you feel better."Oh, I'm so, so sorry.""Everything will be okay."Yeah, right.Just because you said it didn't mean I suddenly felt better. It didn't magically fix shit. And the fact that I knew you were only saying it because you thought it was what I needed to hear?That somehow made it worse.Because what if everything wasn't going to be okay?What then?So yeah, I preferred keeping my shit to myself.Maybe that wasn't healthy, but it was a hell of a lot easier.I got angry. I shut down. I acted like I didn't give a fuck.And most of the time, that worked. Hell, pretty much all the t

Chapter 66: Over It

REGGIE'S POVIf he thought I was going to chase after him, then he was terribly mistaken.That was what I told myself a week ago.I figured he would come around eventually. Maybe he was just being dramatic, trying to get my attention. Attention that, as far as I knew, wasn't even part of our agreement. But with every day that passed, I could feel the distance, and I didn't fucking like it.I was starting to panic, which was stupid ass hell. I shouldn't have been bothered. It wasn't like I liked him or anything.And the thing was, I didn't even know why he was angry with me in the first place.Since the day of the hearing, Will had been ignoring me.He stopped replying to my texts. He started sending my calls straight to voicemail. And when I finally managed to get through to him, he outright hung up on me.Like... the fuck?Yesterday was our first day of probation work at the Ext 5 community field, and from the moment we arrived at eight that morning, the tension was fucking unbearabl