Sep. 2, 2021, 0900 hrs.

It's the next morning and I was awakened from a deep ass sleep to the sound of Keyshia Cole singing her heart out about love, but she was quickly silenced by Emily turning off her alarm. I unburied my face from the pillow and with one eye open, I watched her raise her arms over her head to stretch before going into her night stand to grab a pink pack of white pills.

I laughed in my head when I saw that one of her fake lashes had moved across her face and was stuck on her right cheek. As I watched her in silence, I thanked god that my fuck ups from last night wouldn't come back to haunt me in the future. The last thing I needed was baby momma drama. I admit that dropping my load inside of her was a risk, a huge risk, but at least now I don't have to feel as guilty about it.

Once she got up from the bed, I watched her naked body walk to what I figured was her bathroom. She was a little wobbly but it wasn't too noticeable. When the door closed, I rolled over onto my back letting the sheets fall loosely around my waist and opened both of my eyes. I squinted a bit as they took time to adjust to the sun completely.

So this is Emily's room.

I finally got the chance to see how her room looked and I can say that I'm not disappointed. Her room looks almost like what I expected. It was neat but she'd probably still call it messy. The brick walls and wood floors gave it a grungy look but the gentle pink, grey and cream colors she used in it softened it out.

Her dresser across the room tells more of her story. Rhinestone covered photo frames held pictures of some of her life's moments. One was of her at her high school graduation. She stood in her cap and gown smiling next to a black woman I assume is her mother that couldn't have looked more proud if she tried. Another was of Emily and Alexis wearing sexy evening gowns that hugged their bodies, and I secretly hoped she still had that dress in her closet. I would love to see it in person.

Another showed me what looked to be her parents. At first I thought the woman in the graduation photo was her mother but Emily looked too much like the couple that sat in the sand, embracing with their fingers interlocked as her mother laughed at whatever her father could have said in her ear. I couldn't help but smile as I remembered Emily smiling that same way last night as we talked in her living room. A small frame held a photo of a chocolate brown curly haired dog with a gold halo over its head.

My heart ached for her losing her friend. That was a pain I didn't want to think too long about.

The rest of her dresser has typical girl shit. A few necklaces, some bottles of lotion from Bath and Body Works, a fake plant in a white ceramic jar, and—

Wait.

She has two Ariana Grande perfumes! I could spot those pretty ass bottles anywhere! I was considering buying one of them but I didn't want to look like a bitch. If those fools I called my friends would clown me for how I treat Koko, they would never let me live smelling like Ari down.

I turned and looked at the empty spot next to me that was nothing but blush pink sheets and a white duvet. Surprisingly there weren't any stains from last night. Ms. Emily was like an ocean.

Just the thought of the woman I spent the night with, the woman that was only a door away, made me start to reminisce. The whole experience was next level. The way she felt, the way she sounded, the fact that she owned her sexuality and wasn't afraid to let go and enjoy the moment.

The eye contact did it for me though. She looked at me like I was her high school crush and she finally got her chance with me. That shit made me feel connections that I've never felt before and I honestly couldn't have asked for a better birthday.

She must have felt her ears burning because that was the moment she came out of the bathroom.

She walked in with a baby blue polka dotted towel wrapped around her body, showing off her golden brown legs that were still damp from her shower. Her wet hair was pushed back from her face and went past her shoulders, letting the water drip down her back.

I wouldn't be a man if I didn't admit that she looked so sexy.

I could tell she didn't notice I was up because her attention was on the pink silk robe hanging on the bedroom door. She finally looked at me when I sat up straighter and I let the sheets almost fall off my body completely.

I watched her eyes shift from my defined v line that was poorly covered up then back to her robe hanging up.

"Good morning," she said shyly as she tried to avoid eye contact with me.

"Morning," I answered back with a smirk on my face. I watched as she started to get bashful as she reached for her robe. I found it cute and started to smile at how she kept trying to keep her towel wrapped around her.

"Why are you putting on a robe?" I asked with a smirk. "I already saw you naked."

Once again, her comebacks are playful yet quick. "Because I want to."

With the robe clutched in her hand, she looked over her shoulder at me and scrunched her nose. "Don't look at me," she said.

"I won't," I told her.

She then turned around and let the towel fall to the floor slowly and deliberately. By the way she moved, I could tell that she was expecting me to be watching her. And I was. She slipped the robe over her shoulders and pulled her hair from under her collar, then turned around to find me doing just what I said I wasn't going to do.

"You said you weren't going to look," she smiled.

"I wasn't," I smiled back. "I was admiring."

I laughed internally at how my comment made her breath catch in her throat before she quickly changed the subject.

"I woke up in the night and put your clothes in the wash since I couldn't go back to sleep right away. I'll put them in the dryer while you shower. It shouldn't take long since it's just your clothes in there."

"Thank you, beautiful," I said. She was hospitable too.

"No problem," she smiled. "You're free to use whatever soap is in there and there are towels on the rack above the toilet. You got lucky because I just bought a pack of toothbrushes. They're in the cabinet under the sink."

I thanked her again and moved the covers from my body completely. "Are they Colgate toothbrushes?"

Her hand flew up to shield her eyes. Halfway covering her face, she answered. "Does it really matter?"

She was looking everywhere else except my body but she was still obvious when she would sneak a peek.

"You can look, you know," I said as I walked toward the bathroom.

"I don't want to look at you."

The attitude she gave me was about as fake as that lash stuck to her cheek earlier.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder at her. "But you're still looking."

She picked up a pillow from her bed and acted like he was going to throw it at me. "Get your naked ass in the bathroom!"

Laughing, I shielded my face just in case she decided to throw it after all and hauled ass into the bathroom.

As soon as the door closed, I heard her muffled voice come through it. "Tight ass," she mumbled.

It wasn't mumbled quietly enough and she jumped when I quickly opened the door again. "I heard that."

I then turned around and clenched my ass cheeks tight and we both started cracking up like we were best friends or something. She shouted at me to get my naked ass in the shower again and this time I listened.

She's funny as hell.

I liked that shit.

Now that Tight Ass was in the shower, I could finish getting ready for the day. After I tossed his clothes into the dryer with a few dryer sheets, I went back into my room. I hope he likes smelling like springtime Downy.

I went to the dresser and picked up my milk and honey scented body butter and as soon as I melted some of it between my palms, my phone began to ring. It was Alexis. I quickly rubbed the body butter into my skin and pressed the answer button with my pinky.

Alexis' smirk filled my screen. "You fucking whore. I know you went home with him."

I don't think I've ever put my AirPods in my ears so fast.

After taking a glance at my closed bathroom door, I propped up my phone on the dresser and went back to moisturizing my skin while deflecting my sins.

"Thanks for ditching me," I said with an attitude.

Alex wasn't even fazed. "Nice tits, bitch. I see you made it home safely."

"After you and Mr. Crooked Contacts decided to have your own private party, Jungkook was nice enough to offer me a ride home."

"Oh, so his name is Jungkook," Alexis said. "What else was Jungkook nice enough to offer you?"

I rolled my eyes and rubbed the butter onto my legs. "It's not even like that. We talked and got to know each other a little bit."

"So tell me about him."

"He's nice. A gentleman type. He's a freelance photographer and he has the cutest little dog. He was showing me pictures of her and this one video where she was carrying a—"

"That's cute and all but I don't care about his dog. Did he knock those cobwebs out or nah?"

Not even biting my lip could stop me from smiling the stupidest grin. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Alex looked at me sideways, not buying into my denial. "Only three things make you smile that hard: Krispy Kreme doughnuts, free Starbucks, and dick."

Why is she so loud? I have earbuds in and I would be surprised if Jungkook didn't just hear her.

"Will you shut up?" I said while turning down the volume.

Alexis leaned closer to the camera. "I know you didn't just look back at the bathroom door again."

Shit. "No I didn't."

That just made Alexis even more hype. "He's still there, isn't he?"

No sooner than I'd opened my mouth to deny it, Tight Ass had picked that exact moment to knock everything over in my damn shower.

"Fuck!"

And now his rude ass is cussing in my fucking shower!

I closed my eyes and took a few breaths before putting on my most serious face to answer Alexis. "What gave you that assumption?"

Alexis wore a snarky smirk that I wanted to wipe off so bad. "You must think I'm Boo Boo the Fool."

"That noise was a ghost," I said.

"A ghost that cusses?"

"He's an angry ghost."

Alexis folded her arms. "What's the ghost mad about, Em?"

I shrugged as if she should know already. "Because he can't move on to the after life. Why else?"

"Why can't he move on? You gotta align his chakras first? I'm starting to think Mr. Ghost aligned your chakras."

There was really no point in denying it anymore. Alexis wasn't stupid. I finished rubbing in the body butter and let my smile speak for me.

Seeing mine made her smile go from snarky to sincere. "That's him in the shower, isn't it?" Alexis asked.

I grinned wider, giving her the answer and Alexis looked pleasantly surprised.

"You mean he didn't just up and leave before the sun came up?"

"No, he didn't," I said matter-of-factly. "He knocked out before I did."

"You two look real domestic for it to only be the first day. Does this mean you two are going to be a thing?''

It was far too soon to tell, but thinking of the possibility still made me smile.

"I don't know," I said. "But I hope to see more of him."

This is just a one time thing.

I ducked down to wet my hair under this shower head that's designed for short people. It's a good six inches too low and the water only hits me in the center of my chest when I stand straight up but I'm sure Emily showers in it just fine. I say all that as if she's short. Based on how tall she is compared to me, she's about 5'5" I think.

5'5" and flexible.

Knowing what I know now about her, my mind started to not only replay what happened the night before, but I was starting to imagine what other positions I could put her in.

Snapping out of my daydream, I stood up straight and pushed my wet hair out of my eyes. This was just a one time thing. I'm not going to pursue anything more with her, no matter how sweet and savory she was. I didn't have the time nor the occupational freedom to accommodate a relationship. The women in my life were temporary and I wasn't about to make her the exception to the rule.

No, I never treated them like shit. Quite the opposite, actually. I made sure our time was worthwhile, even if it was just for one night.

I started to wash my hair with a shampoo that smelled like coconuts or some shit. As I lathered, I let my eyes close and my mind started to wander back to last night on its own. She was on top of me rolling her hips as if she was competing for first place in a hula hoop competition and I was the main judge. She owned her sexiness, not in an overly proud way but in a confident one.

I rinsed my hair and tried to push thoughts of being deep inside of her out of my head as I pushed my hair out of my face. That worked for all of two seconds. When my hands touched my neck, I could feel a sore spot and the recent memory of her riding me and sucking on my neck popped into my mind. Marks was something else I didn't do that I allowed for some reason.

Maybe it was because she fucked me like a girlfriend that I let her mark me like I was her boyfriend. The eye contact she made with me had me so fucked up that for a minute I felt like I was. That shit was a head trip. I was thinking so hard about how those honey brown eyes would watch me as I slid back inside her that the body wash in my hand slipped out of my grip.

Like a dumbass I tried to catch it and ended up knocking everything else in this little ass shower over. I was straight until her shaving cream fell on my foot.

"Fuck!"

I picked up what felt like a brand new bottle from the shower floor and almost threw it against the wall before I remembered I wasn't home. Instead, I put it and everything else I probably broke back where I think everything came from. I guess that was my punishment for thinking about going for another round when I'd just told myself this wasn't going to happen again.

Emily is great. Talking to her was as easy as it was interesting. The quick comebacks she hit me with were sexy and I don't remember the last time somebody fucked me that good but I still can't risk it.

A soft knock echoed in the room. "Are you ok in there?"

"Yeah," I called back. "Just dropped the soap."

"Is your butt ok?"

We both started laughing but I think what made me smile more was how cute her laugh was. It was a shame we fucked already. She could have been a great friend.

"Your clothes are ready out here when you are," she said.

I thanked her and took that as my cue to finish up and get out of the shower.

After drying off, I wrapped the towel around my waist and started hunting through the cabinet under the sink for the toothbrushes she mentioned. I found them tucked beside her makeup remover and clicked my tongue when I saw what brand they were.

I snatched the bathroom door open like I was the police and looked her dead in the eye.

"You fucking liar," I said.

Standing there in her bra and a pair of jeans, she looked at me like I was crazy. "What did I lie about?"

"You said you didn't have Colgate toothbrushes."

Her hand rested on that sexy hip. "No, I said 'does that matter.'"

I narrowed my eyes at her lying ass and closed the bathroom door, and I could hear her laughing behind it.

Curiosity got to me like it usually did and I looked around her bathroom while I brushed my teeth. The ring light mirror and makeup brushes on the counter told me another of her interests, and the baby wipes, bidet attachment on the toilet seat and the squatty potty told me she was edible. That's good to know for next time.

Which there wasn't going to be.

I shook my head at myself and rinsed my mouth. A next time could lead to her wanting more than I was able to give her and I didn't want to be that person to string her along just so I could keep fucking her.

Emily knocks on the door again, this time softer. "Hey, um... Do you have plans for the next hour or so?"

I looked at my reflection in the mirror knowing full well I had somewhere to go. Even if I left right that second and raced through traffic I would probably still be late but there I stood in nothing but a towel as if I had time to burn.

I lowered my head. Why was I thinking about rushing off for this meeting anyway when one of the few family members I have left couldn't even congratulate me for surviving through another fucking year?

I looked directly into my reflection in the mirror. "No," I lied. "I don't have any plans."

"Do you want to get some breakfast?"

I opened the door and smiled down at her. She smiled back, then reached up to wipe the toothpaste from the corner of my mouth with her thumb.

"You're taking me out to breakfast too?" I asked, leaning against the door frame.

Her head tilted slightly as she looked down the front of my nearly naked body and back up. "I think you've earned breakfast."

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