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Who does this guy think he is?Wait a minute.What is his problem anyway?He doesn’t explain himself to people and I won’t be the first one he does that to?Does he think I care? He is such a fucker and if he expects me to follow him, kneel down before him and beg for his forgiveness for something I didn’t do, then he is so wrong.He was flirting with that Amara girl and expects me to be okay with it? After I gave him my body and heart and he decides to stamp on it?What the hell is wrong with him?Okay. He can go to hell or better, screw himself. I came here for fun and he isn’t going to spoil that for me. I’m still going to have my fun. Let him go back to his place . He is not welcome here and there is no way he is going to stay in my room anymore. If he wants to stay here, let him look for another room.I dig out my phone from the pocket and check the time. It’s three in the afternoon so I can go to some club and have fun.Can’t believe I slept and woke up late because of some su
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I was hoping it would be Trey but it’s not him. This is not his scent. Come to think of it. It’s not his touch so I rub the hands off my waist and turn to look at who it is.It’s some tall, handsome guy who is all smiley. I give him a friendly smile and take a sip of my drink.This is so disappointing. I was hoping it was Trey.'Trey?'My subconscious laughs.'Why would he come here? This is not a fairy tale Isa.’She rolls her eyes and laughs.'That man doesn’t care.’ She continues taunting me.“Hey sinyorita?” the guy greets interrupting my conversation with my subconscious mind. I hate her at times. This is one of the times I want to hit her and shut her up.“Hey.” I smile and take another sip.“Vodka?” he smiles looking at my glass. “Two double shots of vodka please.” He instructs the bartender and pulls a stool, sitting next to me.The bartender pours two double shots and slides one glass to me.“What is a beautiful lady doing out alone?”“Just needed some drinks.” I answer and
HIS TOMBOY CHAPTER 23
TREYWho does tomboy think she is? Some goddess that I will bow before and beg for her forgiveness? Beg her to listen to me? No. Not Trey. I don’t explain myself to people. Especially not women and she won’t be the first I will do that to. She is annoying. Irritating. Stubborn. All the names you know there.And she expects me to explain to her who Amara is. To start telling her how I met Amara and what we had. I may as well write a list of the people I have banged and all their details and give it to her.Again?Who the hell does she think she is?Weird.Funny. Crap.As in for Trey Jones to start explaining himself to someone. Some woman? Not going to happen. She can go to hell.I have dealt with many women before. I can’t start listing them here. I don’t remember some of them and she thinks I can put up with her crap?Soothe her? I don’t do that. I can dump her easily. It has always been easy to dump the others so she is not different in any way.Ugh!I type some details on the l
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I sit up and groan in pain. My head is killing me. I shut my eyes for what feels like the thousand time and snort in frustration.I swear, last night was the last time I was taking alcohol. I feel terrible. I don’t remember what happened last night. Apart from the stranger being yanked away from me. That’s all I remember.Shit!I open my eyes and look at Trey. He is leaning against the nightstand studying me intently. I look away fast, scared of his angry eyes and run my hands on my face. I need to pee. I need to take some painkillers and I need to throw up.I scurry out of bed and notice that I’m naked.How did I get here? How did I take off my clothes if I was drunk? How?“I said we should talk. Where are you going?”“To pee. Or am I supposed to pee here?” I ask with a glare and walk to the bathroom. I kneel and align my head with the bowl, throwing up everything I ate and drank last night. I feel dry. I feel dehydrated and even emaciated. I flash the toilet and sit. The door opens
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I try turning to look at him but he holds me steadily and kisses my neck, making my situation hard.“I want you baby. I told you that so you should stop doubting me coz if I say I want you, I mean it.” He whispers and nuzzles my ear. Every word comes out sensually and can’t believe I’m saying this. I want him. Not only as my man but I want him to make love to me or bang me now. It’s crazy how he makes me forget how mad I’m at him. He has said Amara and him were done long ago. It’s in the past and I can try put up with it but how many more are there? How many crazy women do I have to deal with on these streets? Because I’m not willing to get burnt or killed by some jealous fling.I take his hands which are still caressing my boobs and push them away gently.“How many are they?”“How many are what?”“How many women have you been with?” I ask dreading the answer. I’m not sure whether I want to hear it but is there much difference with me? I have been in one night stands before. How ma
HIS TOMBOY CHAPTER 26
TREYI am woken up by my phone vibrating on the nightstand. I groan in irritation and reach for it without attempting to open my eyes. I fumble with it and once it’s in my hand, I open the eyes slowly, cursing whoever is calling me.I manage to open them and throw a glance at Frankie who is still asleep and breathing softly. She is so beautiful. So breathtaking and the thought of how sweet she is turns me on. I brush her hair with my fingers and sit up on the bed, supporting my back with the headboard. It has been one whole month since I came to Paris. I don’t want to leave her here. I feel like staying here, watching her beauty, watching how her lips move when she is asleep, seeing how mad she can get; don’t get me wrong. I hate pissing her off but she is more beautiful when she is mad. It’s a complete turn on.This is the woman I want to be with forever. The woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. I will fight for her. It’s either her or nobody. That’s why I want her to mo
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I plop on the bed and bury my face in my hands. What if I’m pregnant? How will Trey react? Will he be okay with it? Will he be happy or mad at me? Will he take responsibility or it will be over between us?He has never been in a committed relationship before. This is his first and telling him he is going to be a dad isn’t the wisest thing to do.Where am I going with this? I haven’t confirmed whether I’m pregnant yet. This is based on my suspicions. I stand and walk to the closet. I take a pregnancy kit from the bag and take a long look at it before deciding to zip the bag and walk to the bathroom.I sit on the toilet and curse.What was I even thinking? How careless can one be? Didn’t cross my mind that we were doing it raw. We were supposed to use protection but because I’m a dunderhead, I'm now in shit. I know that. How else can one explain missing periods?The answer is one. Pregnancy.I take out the stick and pee on it. The few minutes are shattering and I don’t want my fears co
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Okay.Someone help me get this straight. Amara is Aiden’s sister? How now? Am I supposed to live here with her?What’s happening? I thought Amara knew Trey back at home . What is she doing here then? Here with Aiden and he is supposed to be her brother? This is weird. Way weird than I thought.She sees us and approaches us glaring at me. I hold my backpack strap tightly and try hard not to glare back at her.This bitch wants my man, or rather my ex because this can’t work. Not when I’m pregnant.“What is she doing here?”“She is staying with us until she finds a place of her own.” Aiden answers taking my hand. “come with me. I will show you to your room.” He leads me down a hallway and into the guest room.“What do you mean she is going to live with us? This bitch is not welcome here.” The devil has followed us and is trying to make this hard.“It’s my house Amara. If I decide she is to stay here, that’s what is going to happen.” He snaps and takes my backpack. He places it in the cl
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