i pulled up at his mansion, butterflies ain't even JUST fluttering, they literally fucking each other in my stomach.

i close the door to my red covertable and suck a deep breath in as i make my way up to the door. call my ass extra but i showed up dressed up.

a short black mini dress with knee high high-heel boots and my hair straightened. i knocked lightly and looked down at my feet as i clicked the heels together.

i hear the door open and i look up to see Kékéli's obviously drunk ass (this bitch always fucked up.) peek through the door, "oooh, bet you're here for Zion. oneee sec!" she slurs with a giggle as she scurries off and i hear another set of footsteps come down their stairs and my face immediately turns pink and i haven't even seen him yet.

i hear the door creak open again and i see Zion who stands there, eyes wide and flabbergasted as he looks my up and down and i look at the floor, which now i know he hates.

"no, i wanna see you, ma." he says and steps forward, cupping my face in his hands and he lifts it up and admires my features.

"oh my god, you're a goddess i swear it." he whispers and keeps staring into my eyes and i i crack a side smile.

"i wanted to let you know..." i was cut off like always by him kissing me and we parted and this time i was really smiling, distracted by his grip on my hips.

"i know what you're gonna say." he whispers and i smile and bite my lip nervously as we start kissing again and it turns into a makeout as it got more heated and i grabbed under my thighs and lifted me up, we went inside and he set me down on the counter where we were face to face and we didn't break the kiss.

we continued to kiss until we parted for a huge breath, then we both jumped and i almost fell off the counter but Zion kept his grip on me.

"Nasty asses!" Kékéli screams from the top of the stairs and cackles as Elom groans and grabs her arm, taking her back to her room because again, she's drunk.

i turn back to Zion and i giggle and he laughs. for a few seconds our eyes met each other's and it felt... right.

"i love you, Lorin Lopez." he says and i smile wide as we started kissing again, but gentler.

—

is this what the people wanted?

btw it would get more heated

but your bitch ain't writing smut.

also, Bri, i'm softer, whore. :)) 💗

— clair 🐪