"What was that about?" I question once Casey exits the classroom. Emily shakes her head, "I just wanted to tell her about her missing assignments." I raise a brow at the blonde to see if there was more to her story. But she doesn't give. I just roll my eyes and continue with the conversation. "I actually need to talk to you about something."

Emily nods her head for me to continue. I take a seat at the desk next to hers and let out a breath. "I invited her over tonight to hang out" I can't contain my smile at the thought of it. Emily shakes her head and glances at her phone. "Did you break up with Thomas?" she questions.

Suddenly I was annoyed by the thought of him. Especially since she brought him up. "Why does it matter?" I question instead of answering her question. The blonde glares at me. "Thomas may have been a jerk.. 100% a jerk but that won't make you any better if you go an cheat on him."

"Who said anything about cheating?"

Emily stands from her seat and makes her way to me. She squats down in front of me and grabs my hands, rubbing the back of them with her thumb. "You know as much as I do, that inviting Casey over was a stupid idea. As much as I support and ship you two, I rather do it while you're a single woman. There's a 80% chance that you two will make out."

I can't help but to scoff. "For your information, I tried to dump Thomas. The night Casey and I almost kissed. He knew it was coming and talked right over me."

The blonde rolls her eyes, "Asshole."

I smile at her insult. "Em, I know what I'm doing. In my heart and in my mind, Thomas is not my boyfriend. He's just a possessive--" I stop and search for the words.

"Asshole? Dipshit? Douche? Jerk? Cunt? Bitch? Whore? Man-whore?" Emily gives me suggestions. I can't help but to laugh and nod my head. "But if I do end up cheating, are you going to hate me?"

Emily sighs and shakes her head, "I could never hate you babe. You're my best friend and I love you and support you so much. Hey, our group is a whole bunch of lesbians!"

"Sophia and I are bisexuals."

Emily stops and smiles up at me, "Did you just come out to me?"

"I think I just did" I smirk. Now all that was left to do was cuff my jeans.

- - - - -

The moment I made it home, I decided to remove my dress. As hot as it made me look, it was cramping my figure. As I strip I glance down to my small belly fat and frown. I definitely put on some weight in this relationship. The sound of knocking, grabs my attention. I wasn't expecting Casey so early.

"Uh... Just a moment!" I yell hoping she'd hear me. I quickly put on a long tee and my old gym shorts before rushing to the door. I open it, fully expecting Casey Kings. Instead I got Jasabelle Wrights. My mouth falls open at the sight of my friend.

"Hey" Cane smiles as she places all her weight on one leg. I eye her in confusion. Why was she here, so out of the ordinary? "Uh, hey?"

"Did you miss me? I've been M.I.A for a while, I missed you" the white haired woman says as she enters my apartment. In shock and at a loss of words I close my door behind her. I follow the woman to my couch and take a seat. "How have you been?" I question feeling out of place by her presence.

Cane was one of my best friends, but I had been so focused on my job and Casey, I hadn't even noticed she wasn't around. The last time I spoke to her, we had a fight about my new found crush. "I've been great. I did some soul searching. I met this girl, she was cute but she wasn't you. How are things with Thomas? Are you two still a thing?"

I nod my head at her last question. "I haven't seen you in a while, we should hang out sometime. I'm not busy tonight."

Did Cane ever just talk this damn much? "I actually have someone coming over later."

"Thomas?" the blue eyed creature questions. "Uh, no. My neighbor" I answer honestly. Her eyes leave mine and she glances to her hands. "Neighbor? The one you have a crush on?"

I nod my head, "Yeah. That one."

The sudden guilt from weeks ago rise once again. The woman doesn't speak for a few seconds. A few seconds too slow. There's another knock at my door. And before I could stand and get to it, Cane beats me to it. I stand behind her as Casey stands in the door way in confusion. "Uh, hi. Am I too early?" she questions glancing between Cane and I.

"No. My friend was just coming over from a trip. But she's leaving now." I glance at Cane but her eyes don't move from the brown-skinned girl. I notice Casey feeling slightly uneasy under her gaze to which I try to interject. "Jasabelle?"

The use of her legal name grabs her attention. She blinks from her stupor and turns towards me. "Right. I was coming over to tell you I have top surgery in a week and it would be great for you to go with me, as support."

"Top surgery?" I question. Cane nods her head, "I'm transgender."

The news causes me to feel weird. "That's great. I'm happy for you? Uh, yeah I'll be there for you." Cane smiles and nods her head. She glances to Casey before stepping around her and down the hallway. I let out a breath as my eyes meet pretty brown ones.

Tonight was going to be a crazy and very fun night.

Casey takes in my appearance with a smirk. "I would've loved if you stayed in the dress" Casey teases my outfit. I glance down and pull on her shirt feeling a bit insecure. Casey notices and chuckles, "But then again, you make everything look beautiful."

I glances at the brown skinned girl with a smile. "You know, my boyfriend doesn't even call me beautiful as many times as you do."

Casey eyes the me before heading towards the couch and taking a seat. I follow in suit. "Your boyfriend is an idiot and at this point if he doesn't say it as many times as I do, he shouldn't even be considered your boyfriend."

I blush and glance at my TV, "Then should you be my boyfriend?"

Casey smirks and shrugs her shoulders. "I'll be whatever you want me to be." I can't help but to smile and nod my head. "So, what made you want to hang out?"

I sigh and pull my knees to my chest. "Do you want the simple answer or the whole truth?" I question as I pick at my socks. Casey face me, "I think I'll settle for the whole truth."

"Well, I missed you. I know we've never just hung out but I really wanted for us to get together as friends and talk. Hang out. But also because I like you, you're great company."

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest at the confession. Maybe she would take it as is. "I like you too" Casey whispers with a teasing smile. The line causes me to feel something in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't tell if she was being nice or if she was telling me her feelings. Either way, I wanted her to like me.

I blush a bit and glance away as I try to regain my posture. "What do you want to talk about?" Casey questions. She glances around before her eyes find the object she was looking for. She grabs my remote and turns off the TV causing my eyes to land on her.

"Anything honestly."

Casey nods her head, "You might dislike this first suggestion but why are you still with Thomas?" The questions catches me off guard. I clear my throat and open my mouth to answer her question.

"Honestly, I tried breaking up with him a while ago, but he's possessive and persistent" I answer truthfully. Casey nods her head, "Do you still love him?"

"No. I don't know. Thomas and I have been together for 5 years, I thought we were going to get married and settle down have a family. I don't know what changed. After I met you, it's like my eyes opened for the first time. I realized he was a sad excuse of a boyfriend."

I glance at Casey noticing the smile on her face. "What?" I question as I reposition myself on the couch. The girl shakes her head but the smile doesn't fade. I roll my eyes at her. "If you want beer, I've got some in my fridge" I offer.

She nods her head and stands. She heads towards my kitchen, my eyes follow her there. "Do you have anyone you're interested in?" I question after her. Casey retrieves the beer from my fridge and stands. She turns to face me with raised brows. "Oh no Ms. Howard, we're not done talking about you."

"I'm done" I comment. She chuckles and shakes her head, "I'm not." The sound of her opening two beers grabs my ear. She exits the kitchen and makes it back over to me. She hands me a beer before taking her seat on the other end of the couch. "Who was that woman?"

I sigh and glance at her. She was definitely too much. I take a sip from my beer before answering. "She's one of my best friends. Her name is Jasabelle but she much rather go by the name Cane."

Casey waves her finger, "I feel like there's more to her. Minus the fact that she is now going to identify as a he. When she opened the door, the way she looked at me was... she was jealous."

I clear my throat as I watch her take a sip from her own beer. "She's been having a crush on me since before I started dating Thomas."

"Then why does she feel threatened by me?"

I shrug my shoulders as if I didn't know the answer. I couldn't tell her the truth, because I didn't know how she would react. I decide to change the topic. She didn't want to talk about herself and I didn't want to talk about myself. So I talk about the one thing I'm great at.

"Did you know that turkeys were worshiped as gods?" The sudden question causes Casey to spit out her beer and laugh. "What the hell, for real?" I smile and nod my head. "The birds were viewed by the Maya as vessels of the gods and honored" I decide to add.

"Do you believe in God?" Casey questions. "I do. Or at least I know there is someone greater. My belief is a lot different from Catholics and Christians. What about you?"

"I don't know. The God my mom taught me about hates my kind. The God I learn from our president hates my people. I don't know what to believe anymore."

"God doesn't hate. God is of love and peace. To me, the bible is incorrect. Your mom and the president are wrong. If God hates your kind, your people, then why did he create you. It says in the bible that God makes no mistake in his creations, which makes us all perfect in our own unique way."

Casey scoffs. "What are you thoughts about my kind? The LGBT+ community."

I sit up. "Well seeing as I am a newly found member, I would say I support it. I believe we should have the same rights as anyone else."

"You're gay?" Casey questions. "I'm bisexual."

"I swear I thought you were straight as a pencil. What changed? Realized how hot women are?"

"I moved in here." Casey furrows her brows in confusion. What did that have to do with me finding my sexuality? "My neighbor is really hot." This causes the girl to smile and glance away. Kathryn Howard: 1, Casey Kings: 0.

"Well, my neighbor is sexier" Casey retorts. My eyes widen and I feel my cheeks flush at her compliment. Kathryn Howard: 1, Casey Kings: 100. I bite down on my lip to stop myself from smiling.

"Hey we should order some food right? I didn't order ahead of time because I wasn't sure what you wanted."

"Oh that reminds me, I actually have ramen in my apartment. Nothing fancy but also you could save money. If you would like." I nod my head, "I would love that. I haven't had ramen in a while." Casey nods her head and sets her beer down. "I'll be back." She leaves my apartment and heads over to her own.

I take this chance to text Emily. She ordered me earlier to let her know how things go. I grab my phone from the table and text the blonde.

I think I've been flirting with Casey.

She replies back immediately. I fucking told you, you guys are so going to kiss. I bet $100.

First off, I'm not that easy. Second, you're on. And if I win this bet I want $100 and ice cream.

I can't help but to smile at my best friend. Before I can text her more Casey enters my apartment. She doesn't say anything as she heads into my kitchen. I stay silent as I watch her in awe. The girl was a delightful sigh. I bite my cheek to stop myself from smiling at how cute she was.

Several minutes later she comes to the couch with two bowls of ramen in hand. She hands me one as she sits. I glance at the food in the bowl and suddenly feel hungry. I dig in with happiness.

Suddenly her phone rings, grabbing her attention from me. She pulls it out from her pocket and glances at her screen.

She smirks and sets her phone down. She glances at me as if her phone hadn't interrupted us. "Who was that?" She shakes her head, ignoring my question. "Your girlfriend? Booty call?" I taunt wanting an answer. And I was determined to get one.

Casey eyes me as I wiggle my brows at her. She stuffs her face to not answer but once she swallows she gives in quickly. "I guess she's a booty call, I prefer to just call her my sex mate."

"Sex mate? How many of those you got?" Casey cringes and chuckles looking away. I take a huge gulp of my beer, feeling slightly jealous. "How many?" I question again. This time I scoot closer to the brown-skinned beauty. I grip her chin with my thumb and index finger, pulling her attention to me as I await an answer.

Her eyes leave mine and trail down to my lips. The sudden confidence I had slowly fading away under her intense gaze. I lick my lips.

"4" Casey whispers looking up at me.

I let her chin go before anything can happen. "Why so many? Why not just have one, a girlfriend?"

Casey scoffs, "And have to deal with jealousy and commitment, possessive and obsession? No thank you. My ladies appreciate me how I give myself to them. And they all know about each other."

"Why are you so opposed to the girlfriend idea?"

Casey sighs. "My mom. I had a girl I tried to date a few years ago and my mom found out and she made the other girl cheat on me. The girl said I was disgusting for making her think she was gay and that I was sick and needed to get help."

My eyes remain on Casey as I see the pain in her eyes. "I really thought I was in love with her," she scoffs, "But she proved me wrong so quickly. And for months I kept to myself and struggled through depression and suicide. Cassandra got me out the house and I met Diana, Duke's sister. I told her I wasn't looking to date but she didn't let that stop what we had. And eventually she pushed me to see other people to build who I am today."

"Your sister and Diana sound like really great people. What your mom did was pretty messed up and that girl obviously was stupid."

Casey smiles before shaking her head. "My sister used to be great. She's dating Edwin...They've been together for almost a year and they didn't even tell me. I'm starting to think that if I hadn't noticed they would have never told me."

"I feel useless. I'm not good enough for my mom. I wasn't good enough for Bella. I'm not good enough for my own sister and best friend."

"Hey don't say that" I hiss, feeling pain in my own heart from her confession. I set down my bowl and Casey's as well. I curse at myself, knowing Emily was going to win $100 from me.

"You are not useless. You are so much more than you keep telling yourself" I say scooting closer. Our legs touch but I ignore the tingling sensation in my bones. "You bring happiness to everyone around you, people just don't realize that until it's too late. Don't ever doubt yourself, you are so amazing Casey."

My eyes trails to her lips. The urge to kiss her grows to be unbearable. I clench my jaw as I say something that could make or break us. "I like you. I have liked you for so long." I lick my lips as I search her eyes. With hesitation, I lean in, capturing her lips.

Casey doesn't respond for several seconds, causing me to feel rejected. I pull away and wipe my bottom lip with my thumb. My eyes leave those pretty brown eyes. Silence falls in between us.

After a long minute I glance at Casey to find a smirk on her lips. I eye her in confusion. Her smirk turns into a grin before she chuckles. She grabs the back of my neck quickly, pulling me into her. Our lips collide once again, this time feeling more magical than before. My heart beats excitedly against my rib cage as our lips move simultaneously.

Casey's hands move past my neck, down my shoulders and to my waist. She leans back, pulling me on top of her. I lay in between her legs as we kiss. I pull back with a small smile. Casey eyes me. We both smile at each other and lean back into the kiss. I nibble at her bottom lip and tug on it before letting go and kissing her again.

I feel Casey's hand squeeze my ass which causes me to moan into her mouth. She uses this opportunity to shove her tongue in my mouth. The sensation of her flesh rubbing around my own forces me to feel amazing. I haven't kissed someone like this in forever. I begin to grind into the girl slowly.

A noise catches my ear which causes me to smile into the kiss. I pull away from the girl, my eyes opening and staring down at her beautiful face. Her lust filled brown eyes meet mine. "Did you just moan?" I tease as I lean back in to kiss her again.

She shakes her head and sticks her tongue out trying to lick my cheek. Instead I lick her tongue before sucking on it, causing a string of moans to escape past her soft and swollen lips.

Before we can get back into it, there's a knock on my door. I groan. I don't move in hopes the person on the other side of the door would go away. They don't. Knocking is heard once again. I roll my eyes and try to get off of the brown skinned girl but she holds onto me.

I smile at her and peck her lips a few times. "Let me go see who it is" I whisper against her lips. She frowns, "Fine. Make it fast, the more time we have to think about this, the more likely it is you'll regret it."

"I'll never regret this" I mutter before kissing her again. The knocking on the door grows louder and I groan against the girl. "I'm coming goddamn it" I hiss as I stand from the couch. I walk towards my door and open it in anger. The face that stares back at me, startles me shitless. The pit of my stomach flips into knots, my breath gone.

Suddenly I feel sick to my stomach. "Wh-Why are you here? I told you I was going to be busy" I mutter barely above a whisper. "I know, but I felt like I needed to be here. Who did you invite over?" Thomas questions. He pushes past me and enters my apartment. I pull on his arm, knowing that the sight of Casey would anger him. "Thomas, I didn't say you could come in."

Casey sits up from the couch, her eyes landing on Thomas. Then me. "What the hell is going on? I thought I made it clear I didn't want you around her" Thomas spits towards me. I ignore his comment.

Casey stands and walks toward us. "It's fine, Kathryn. I'll see you later" she smiles sadly. I frown, knowing what was going through her mind. I let go of Thomas and follow behind Casey. I close my apartment door behind me. "I'm sorry."

The girl shakes her head, "It's uh.. it's fine. Thank you for inviting me over, I feel better a lot better."

I smile at her, "You're welcome. Also, I'm thinking about it, I still don't regret it."

Casey glances at me with wide eyes. I chuckle and enter my apartment, knowing a fight was in store. "Why was she here Kathryn? I thought I sai--"

"I'm your girlfriend Thomas not your slave. I have rights and if I want to hang out with someone, then I will."