The sun is beating down through the window of my little bungalow. Kia has me wrapped snuggly in his arms. He truly is my rock. After I left the club, he saw my emotional state, I may entirely be over Jackson, but my heart is not.
We came home and overate on ice cream. Let me tell you, Ice cream and alcohol do not mix. I'm thankful for Kia.
He begins to stir. "God who turned on the light, Tati, turn it off." He's never been a morning person, especially after a night of drinking.
"Kia, I can't turn off the sun. Get your lazy butt up, and let's go to the beach." I say while unwrapping myself from his death grip.
He yawns and pulls a pillow over his face. "In a minute, Tati, I need my beauty sleep."
"If you get anymore, I'll look like the beast next to you," I say jokingly.
"Fine, just know I hate you, now go get ready while I try to torture my eyes to open." His voice muffled from the pillow.
I get up off the bed and walk to my dresser. I pull out a yellow halter bikini top with matching bottoms and a pair of cut-off shorts. I walk into the bathroom and start the shower. After getting undressed, I submerge myself in the water. The water cleanses me, washing all my worries of last night away.
I get dressed after a long hot shower and meet Kia at the breakfast nook. He's already dressed and making breakfast.
"Morning sleeping beauty!" I call out.
"Morning, love, would you like some pancakes?"
"Some of your famous pancakes, I'd be a fool to pass them up!" When Kia stays with me, he always makes pancakes. It's become a tradition, and they're not half bad if he manages not to burn them.
I take a seat, and shortly after, he sets down a plate piled with pancakes. "Now you know I can't eat that much, Kia," I say while forking a bite of pancakes.
"I'm sorry, Tati, when I get to cooking, I can't control myself." He says while sitting beside me with an equally massive plate of pancakes.
We chat and eat, I get halfway through the plate, and I'm busting through the seams. I get up and wash the dishes while Kia finishes up.
*****************We're lying in beach chairs side by side, just watching the waves crash down. Kia never shuts up, so it's nice to have this tiny bit of quietness. Of course, it's only short-lived.
"Oh my God, Tati don't look now but is that Jackson?"
I look over in the direction he's looking, and sure enough, it's him. Guess who is walking this way? Jackson looks determined, walking with the perfect strive. I like to hope he's just going to walk past us and leave me alone. I sink further in the beach chair, willing myself to become invisible. To be anywhere but here, but of course, that's not the case.
"Tati, I thought that was you." A voice calls out over to me.
"The one and only," I reply sarcastically.
"We need to talk, Tati, and I won't leave you alone until you at least talk to me," Jackson says, an aura of arrogance he didn't show last night.
"There's nothing to talk about Jackson. I saw what I saw; you need to move on and leave me alone." I brush him off, hopefully knocking his ego down to size.
"I've been a mess without you, Tati." He leans in close to me, so close that I can smell the alcohol on his breath. I move back, hoping he will take a hint.
"Don't call me that Jackson; only friends and lovers call me that, and you are neither one."
"Don't be like this; let's start over," Jackson says as he looks like he's about to cry. Yeah right! His acting skills are horrid.
"Why so you can cheat on me some more? Do you want to break my heart? After a year, I expected more from you, I don't think, so Jackson, leave me alone, I'm done!"
"But!" before he could say another word, Kia cuts him off.
"You heard her LEAVE!"
"No one's talking to you, Kia. This conversation doesn't concern you." Jackson growls out.
"It does when it pertains to my best friend. Now leave, I may look like a lovable teddy bear, but I'll mess you up."
Kia is solid muscle nothing about him screams lovable teddy bear but his voice. He would be any girl's dream guy if he were into that kind of thing, but sadly he's not. Jackson looks at him then at me. I guess he decides it's in his best interest to walk away, but not after giving me one last look.
"Did I mention how much I hate that guy," Kia says, breaking me from my thoughts.
"Was that before or after you called him, and I quote, "a total dreamboat"?" I roll my eyes.
"That was before I found out what a jerkwad he is."
"I came here to avoid him, and it's like he's a Visa card anywhere I want to be," I say while rolling my eyes in frustration.
"Chill, Tati, we will go out tonight and forget all about him."
We chill at the beach, but it isn't long before I'm ready to go back to my bungalow. I'm prepared to cuddle in PJs and eat ice cream. We're sitting on the couch watching a little fast and furious when my phone rings an unidentified number.
I answer the phone call, curious to see who's calling. "Is this Tatianna?" A familiar voice asks.
"Yes," I reply.
"It's Axon; I'm sorry I haven't called. I've been caught up with work and moving to my main office."
"It's okay Axon, I've been busy myself." I try to mask the frustration in my voice. Who does this guy think he is?
"I wish I could have taken you out your last few days in Ohio, but some business came up at my main office, and I had to leave. Maybe we can meet up the next time your in town?" I find myself smiling. My reserve is slowly breaking.
"Of course, Id like that." My heart is beating faster than I'd like to admit. I may have a schoolgirl crush.
"Great! So I'll talk to you later?" Axon sounds like he's just as excited for a second date as I am.
"Okay, I'll talk to you later; it was nice to hear from you, Axon; take care." I made the excitement in my voice. After hanging up, I let out a squeal.
"Omg, Tati, does someone have a crush? Who is he, dish girl dish?" Of course, Kia has to be nosey.
"His name is Axon. I met him in Ohio thanks to Kate. I didn't say anything to you about him because honestly, I didn't think he was interested in me."
"He seems pretty interested to be calling you." He raises a brow.
"I don't know Kia; we went out like last week, and he's just now calling." Disappointment laces my voice. I start coming down from cloud nine to realize. Maybe he's not that interested in me.
"Come on, Tati, give him a chance."
"Fine, I'll give him one chance, but that's it. I'm through with getting my heart broke."
They say absence makes the heart fonder, but that couldn't be true in this case. I walk in the home Jackson and I shared for a year, for the last time. The walls are white, and everywhere I look, I see him. This place was once my home, sweet home. But I can't take it here anymore. I walk through the hall into the bedroom; nothing here has changed. His dirty clothes still lay in a pile on the floor.I've been gone for almost a month, and it doesn't look like he's changed a thing. I grab all the suitcases I own and pack the rest of my belongings. I know since it's the morning, he won't be here. It's better this way. He's not ready to let me go, but I'm damn sure prepared to let him go.Before coming back to LA, I had my real-estate agent find and furnish a penthouse. That's where my best friend Kia and I will be staying. The best part is it's on the other side of the city, away from him. I finish packing and hear voices in the hall; it sounds like Jackson and a woman's v
Axons POVI sit in my home office and stare at the phone like it's about to burst in my hand. I know I need to suck it up and call her, but it's easier said than done.LA has been a new start. I'm getting into a routine. Becca's memory is further away, but I won't lie; I still think of her from time to time. Today I'm thinking of Tatianna. Aiden informed me that she's back in LA and I'd like to see her. The problem is, I'm not sure how to begin to ask her out.Don't get me wrong, I'm a strong, confident man when it comes to business, but it is a whole other subject when it comes to Tatianna.I dial her number before I can think to change my mind. Three rings and her sweet, soft melodic voice, sings through the phone."Hello!""Hi, Tatianna!" I say sheepishly."Axon, how are you?" Tatianna asks with a sense of glee in her voice. My confidence is coming back. Is she happy to be talking to me?“ Listen, Tatianna; I was
"OUCH!" My hand hit his face in one swift move; I don't know why I smacked him. I felt terrible; he was out of line, though. The guilt gnawed at me, so I kissed him and all of his pain away. I'm a complete mess. I know this for a fact, but Axon makes me have feelings I shouldn't have." Damn Tatianna, I'm sorry, I just." Before he could finish, I kiss him again and this time with more passion."Shhhh, don't say a thing. We can finish this conversation in the morning." Shutting the door, I began kissing him fearsomely.His hands in my hair, yanking me closer to him. My body is responding to his touch; my skin is burning like it's a thousand degrees. I feel my heart kick up fifty notches higher. I'm aching, to my core. It's been so long since a man has touched me in this way, and I've enjoyed it.He kisses and sucks my sweet spots along my neck. How does he know? It's like he can read me. My hands are scratching into his back. I wouldn't object to him takin
I wake up from a great night of sleep to find my bed empty. Could I have been asleep that long? Tatianna must have snuck out in the middle of the night. I look at the clock on the wall; the clock reads a little past noon. Crap! I never sleep this long.My mind instantly replays last night's event. Tatianna took me by surprise. The way she smacked me and kissed me, I've never been so confused in my life. I can still feel her soft lips lingering on mine.I hadn't been with a woman in so long; Becca was my last. At first, my nerves took over, but after Tattianna attacked me, it brought out my primal side. I can still picture Tatianna wrapped around me, our moans mixing, drowning each other out. I wish she would have stuck around for us to go another round.My cock is pulsing and hard as a rock, just thinking of last night's events. I slip my hand around my cock and release the tension, picturing its Tatiannas lips wrapped around my shaft. It doesn't take long befor
Looking down at the phone, it beeps, signaling I have one new voice mail. My hands tremble as I pick it up. I ignored the call, knowing full well who the caller was. Truthfully I wasn't ready to face the aftermath just yet. I take a moment and debating if I should listen to the voicemail, I finally decide to click the green call button. His voice plays through my phone speaker, and the pit of my stomach drops. He knows; I can tell just by the sound of his voice. I can only imagine what the tabloids have printed about me now. I pull out my laptop and search the web for the latest scandals, and I can't believe my eyes. How the paparazzi got this picture is beyond me. It's of Axon and me kissing at his front door. A million thoughts start running through my mind. How will I even begin to make this situation work? I hate the paparazzi. I guess it's time I tell Axonthe truth. I pick up my phon
I open my eyes and can't move. Axon has his bare chest on my back and his arms wrapped around me. I could get used to this. After last night's confessions, the air is clear, and it feels like we can have a new start. I stare at his face and lightly trace his features. He looks so peaceful when he's sleeping. Sure we may be taking things too fast, but why wait when it's right? It's just right. I've never had anyone to want me for me. I know that sounds weird, but it's true. Jackson and I's relationship didn't just start at love at first sight. Our relationship was initially a publicity stunt, and sort of just developed to more. So it's honestly nice to have someone want me for me.He stirs, and I remove my fingers from his face. I don't want to be caught in the act when he wakes up. He blinks multiple times and yawns."Morning, beautiful."I feel my cheeks burning from his complement. You would think being a model, I would be used to it, but I'm
Here I sat beside Axon as his plane touches the sky. I haven't said much to him, and you can tell he's nervous. I keep catching his glances and that look in his eyes; I don't want to see that look.I don't need his pity. I hope when we arrive, my papa will greet me, and it will all be a big misunderstanding. I don't want to think of any other scenarios. He's fine; my Mamma is trying to get me home. Yes, that's it is just one of her ploys to get me home. He's fine! Maybe this is just one bad dream. So I'll sit here quietly until I wake up."Tatianna," Axon says in a pitying tone. My eyes greet his, but I stay frozen. A blank stare I'm putting on to mask the pain. "Everything is going to be alright." He gives me a small smile to ease the tension. I know he means well, but how does he know? He doesn't."I know," I say with a blank tone. I stare out the window to avoid Axon's gaze. What if this is the end? What if my father doesn't make it? A
The woman with graying hair and blue eyes looks just like an older version of Tatianna. Ah, so this must be her Mamma. We walk up to the house, and she stops us at the door. A look of worry is plastered on her face."Tatianna chi è il tuo amico?" The woman with the graying hair stares at me like I am an outsider. If only they knew I could speak and understand Italian. I feel myself grinning although this situation is nerve raking I have the upper hand."Mamma per favore non essere scortese!" Tatianna says with pleading eyes. I didn't think she was rude. Then again, Papa is ten times worse, but that's a story for another day."Tatianna perché lo hai portato?" Her Mamma asks while sizing me up and down with her eyes. Her tone is coming off as icy. Im starting to feel unwanted here.Translate- Tatianna, who's your friend- Mamma, please don't be rude!-why did you bring him?"Mamma per favore è il mio f