CHAPTER 31

JAZMIN

"SO, WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE MANSION?" Averi asks, not looking at me but concentrating on her cooking.

We've arrived at my home. She called me after talking with Hana because she needed to talk about something important. But even if we didn't talk about anything important, I'd like to invite her over and stay with me for the rest of my life. Cheesy!

"Hana was having a lovesick problem," I explained, taking the apple from the basket and washing it in the sink before returning to sit on the counter.

"Oh! Finally, she was interested in someone. Who is the unlucky person?" Still, on her back, she inquired. I wanted to burst out laughing at her question, but all I could muster was a broad smile, which she couldn't see. Before I replied, I swallowed the apple I had eaten.

"Remember the young couple from Aiden's? Ashley and her boyfriend?"

"Uh-huh. So? Don't tell me she's in love with Ashley's boyfriend," she inquired, her gaze fixed on me.

I smirk. "Oh, Hana! That is abhorrent! The boy has a girlfriend!" She exclaimed before returning to her cooking.

I laugh. I placed the apple on the table and approached her, hugging her from behind and nuzzling her sweet smelly hair.

"No, baby. She's madly in love with Ashley." I could feel her stiffness as I went on with my work. I'm not sure if it was because of what I said or what I'm doing to her right now.

"Hana is gay? Wow!" She exclaimed after a long pause. She went back to cooking.

"Yep. I guess there are two of us in the family, eh?" I said this while giving her neck a few small kisses.

She snickered. "Did George mind?"

"No. Not at all. We discussed it briefly, and Dad stated that if Hana is gay like me, he will support her."

"Stop that; it tickles." She burst out laughing. She's adorable. I didn't stop what I was doing; instead, I attacked her neck and groped her v-part.

"Baby... Ummm, I-i'm cooking." I can feel her breath twitching. Did I turn her on so quickly? Whoa! I smirk at the thought.

"You're much yummier than that, love," I said, not letting go of her neck. I gently lick it and kiss it. I'm taking care not to leave hickeys in her exposed area. Dad would see it by chance, and bam! We've been busted.

"Shit, baby. Ugh! You're turning me on," She groaned. Yes, I'm aware.

"Don't you like it?" I asked, still kissing her neck.

"Of course, I do." She moaned yet again. I'm having a great time with this girl. I move my other hand inside her shirt to her breast. "I'm cooking, M-Jazmin." She whimpered. I ignored her and went about my business.

I was kissing her neck hard, and all she could do was moan. When she couldn't take it any longer, she turned around and ravaged my lips. While kissing her, I smiled.

"You will pay for this. It would be best if you made me come right now," Averi said while kissing me hard on the lips.

"I'm so scared." I made a joke at her expense.

"Stop talking. Just kiss me." She grabbed my head to make our lips meet.

For a brief moment, we made out. We were tasting each other's mouths. When I put my tongue inside Averi's mouth, she nibbled my lower lip and caught it. She sucked it, and all I could do was moan at the pleasure she was giving me.

She started unbuttoning my shorts, and just as she was about to put her hand inside my pantyhose, I smelled something and realized what it was.

"Uhh, Averi, I think something is on fire," I said hesitantly.

"Omigod!" she exclaimed, leaving me to go to the stove. She took the pan and set it on the sink. The food had been burned. Toast.

I laughed at her disappointed expression. I'm not sure if she was disappointed because the food she was cooking had burned or because our session had been cut short because of the burned food.

"Laugh, missy," she mockingly said as she sat on the chair beside the counter. "Right now, we don't have anything to eat." She scowled.

"It's fine, baby. Let's get some pizza." I hugged her from behind.

"Okay. We couldn't eat it because it was so burned," Averi said, pointing to the pan.

"It's fine. Let's just order pizza and cuddle while watching Harry Potter. How's that?" I comforted her.

"Okay." She smiled. I'm sure she'll love the idea. She adores the Harry Potter films and has a significant crush on Hermione Granger/Emma Watson.

"Pepperoni and cheese?" As I grab the phone, I ask her.

"Lots and lots of cheese," she exclaimed, a wide grin on her face.

I nodded as I called and ordered.

"Oh! I nearly forgot," she exclaimed, leaping into her seat and reaching for something on the fridge. "I baked it a while ago, and I'm sure you'll enjoy it," she said as she handed me the cake.

"Chocolate moist cake And you drew my face on the cake? How did you do that? Wow!" The drawing was excellent.

"I'm a chocolatier slash artist, too, baby." She smirked and puffed up her chest.

I pecked her lips before tasting the cake with my index finger. "Thank you very much, baby. This is incredibly tasty."

"You're welcome. Should we go sit on the couch and watch now?" Averi inquired, passing me and taking the cake with her.

"Hey, give me that," I said, catching her.

She smirks. "Come get it." Then wink and dash out of the kitchen. Oh, this girl. I will! I'll get you!

~*~

AVERI

"HEY. You're hushed. What's the matter?" The redhead inquired as she continued to eat the pizza we had ordered some time ago. We were sitting on the sofa, watching the Harry Potter film series. I was leaning on her arms as well, eating a pizza.

"Nothing noteworthy. I was just concentrating on watching," I replied. I'm not sure if Averi will buy it. I have something on my mind, and I'm debating whether or not to tell her.

"I'm staring at Hermione's buttocks." She was joking.

"Partially, but I have a super hot ass momma here beside me, so I'm not drooling over her," I said, pointing to the screen when Emma Watson appeared.

"Aww, sweet ass baby." She snickered as she kissed my head. I laughed as I looked at her. She kisses me on the lips before asking, "Would you like some wine?"

I nodded in response, and she stood up, leaving me alone on the couch. I felt empty without her beside me. It's so cold without her by my side. She was back in a flash, holding two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.

I watch her walk as she sexily walks towards me, and she notices; that's why she swayed her hips more and purposefully sat at me and wiggled a bit on my lap before she sat beside me.

"Bad girl," I said, tapping her nose with my index finger.

She pretended to be hurt and shocked as she put her other hand to her chest.

"Is she a bad girl? Me? You're the bad girl, baby. Your perverted eyes can't take their gaze away from my sexy body," she boasted as she handed me the glass of wine.

"Ah-huh. Much hilarity?" I told her to get the glass. She just shrugged. Hayy, this girl can be arrogant at times, but she always has a point.

"This is so sweet," I exclaimed as I sipped the wine.

"It is," she said as she returned to her seat to watch. "Jacob, a friend of mine, gave it to me. That's from Mexico," she said, her gaze fixed on the ground. I nodded and returned to my seat, where I watched the movie again.

We were cuddling and quietly watching HP when she spoke again. I'm not watching because something bothers me. I was unknowingly sighing deeply.

"Something is happening in your head right now, baby. Tell me what's wrong," she said, staring me down. I sigh again before sitting properly and looking into her lovely brown eyes.

"I believe George is cheating on me."

She furrowed her brows and looked at me with a slightly open mouth.

"You're kidding, right? Dad? Cheating on you?" Her tone reflected her disbelief.

"I know it's unbelievable, but believe me when I say he's cheating on me. I mean, I'm cheating too, and this isn't an excuse, but it's a fact. I have proof," I stated firmly.

As she looks at the pizza tray, she silently rubs her temples. Then she speaks.

"Okay. What evidence do you have?"

"He went to FT when he got home today. He said he just wanted to see me. I couldn't look at him because I was so ashamed. He was just too sweet and gentlemanly. He tried to kiss me, but I couldn't because all I could think about was your lips. I wouldn't want anyone else's lips to kiss mine except yours, baby." When I said that, I noticed her teasing smile.

"Aww, you're such a sweet baby doll." Then she began to touch my legs sensually.

"Stop, Jaz!" I slapped her hand before she could do anything else naughty, and we couldn't finish this conversation. It bothers me, and I want it off my chest because I think I can't take it any longer, and she's the only one I know and should tell about it.

"Oops," she smirks, raising her hands. "Go on," she said, tucking her arms together. Ugh! This gorgeous redhead! Grr.

I narrowed my eyes and glared at her. "Jaz, you need to be more careful. Okay?"

"Yes, ma'am!" she exclaimed, trying hard not to smile.

"Now, where are we... Okay, so when he hugged me, I smelled a woman's perfume in his shirt and saw lipstick kiss marks on his polo shirt. Isn't that enough evidence?"

"Hmm," she mused, rubbing her temple. "Perhaps someone, lady, woman, girl, just bumped into him and accidently put lipstick on his shirt?"

"Lipstick on the neckline, Jaz. Is that just bumping into someone? Was it a mishap?" I said it with a sneer. Doesn't she believe me?

"That's not enough evidence, baby," she said, looking me in the eyes. I sigh. Probably. "I know you're frustrated by this situation, and I am as well. You and I are both responsible. The best way out of this is to tell Dad about us."

Okay, maybe I was just making an excuse for everything. "Okay," I said.

"Perfect!" she exclaimed. "How about we tell Dad when he returns from his trip tomorrow?" I can see the excitement in her eyes at the prospect of getting out and being free. I was, too. I don't care what other people think; I know we can get through this as long as I'm with Jazmin.

"Yes, baby," I replied.

"Yeeee!" She gave me a joyful hug and small kisses on the cheek. I can't help but smile at her demeanor.

Then we went back to eating, watching HP, cuddling, and making out. The rest of the night never ended with just pure sleep. You are well aware of what occurred.

~*~

"AVE, take a look at this. Isn't it lovely?" Keyla stated as she gazed at a pair of silver earrings. I looked at what she was looking at and nodded.

"It is. Purchase it before someone else does," I said.

"Okay. Wait. Noah!" She dialed her boyfriend, who was on the other side of the jewelry store.

Noah, Keyla, and I were at the mall. We're having a friendship bonding day. The two were fine now, and Keyla didn't hesitate about Noah or suspect he was cheating on her. She never found any evidence, and she never will because Noah was madly in love with this crazy girl.

"Yes, love?" he said, approaching Keyla.

"Look at this. Should I buy it? Averi concurred that it was lovely. Ave isn't easy to please, but if she agreed to me, shouldn't I?" She asked her boyfriend, pointing to the earrings.

Noah smiled and shook his head at me. "Okay, love. Miss?" He dialed the number for the storekeeper.

"Yes, sir?" the storekeeper inquired.

"I'll buy this," he said, pointing to the earrings. Keyla was beaming broadly. The earrings were expensive, but Noah didn't mind spending the money on them for his girl. They're adorable.

"Okay, sir." The storekeeper smiled and took the earrings.

"Thank you very much, love!" Keyla squealed as she kissed the basketball player on the lips. I couldn't stop laughing at the sight. That's what I'm talking about. Isn't that great? Yes, it is.

"Here you go, ma'am, sir," the storekeeper said, handing the box to Keyla after Noah paid.

"Thank you again, love," Keyla said, her voice shocked as she gazed at the silver earrings.

Noah and I just laughed at her reaction. She adores the earrings Noah bought her.

Keyla was preoccupied with the earrings and did not notice what I had done. Noah took a small box from his pocket and opened it at the back of Keyla's, then showed it to me. My mouth was slightly open as Noah grinned broadly and took the busy Keyla's left hand.

Keyla was perplexed by what the basketball player was doing.

"Those earrings would look great on your love, but this..." He brought the ring to Keyla's attention, and I noticed that she had mirrored my reaction. I was ecstatic for them. Everyone in the store is now staring at them.

"This would be a perfect fit for you," he said, kneeling. Keyla gasps in surprise and appears to want to cry. Aww, me too. Tears of joy. "Will you marry me, Keyla?"

Everyone stops what they're doing and stares at the two couples. As a memento of all of this, I took a picture of them. Then, at long last, Keyla discovered her tongue.

"Yes! Yes!" As Noah places the ring on her fingers, tears well up in her eyes. The customers in the store applaud and celebrate with the couple. With a kiss, the lovers sealed the proposal. Everyone there congratulated them, and some even took videos and photos. Noah was a famous basketball player, so this would be a hot topic.

Keyla turns to face me as she raises her hand with the ring on it. I hugged her and congratulated her.

"Congratulations, guys. I'm overjoyed for you both. So, this is cause for celebration, eh?" I said to both of them, and they both nodded happily.

So we went outside to our favorite restaurant in that section of the mall. I texted Jazmin and sent the picture of the two of us. They had no idea Jazmin, and I had reconciled. I had no intention of telling them right now, not until we had settled everything around us. Then Keyla grabbed my arm, and we came to a halt.

"What's the problem?" I inquired, but she remained silent while looking inside the restaurant. It has clear glass doors so that everyone can see inside. I looked at what she was looking at and was astounded by what I saw.

I gently wiggle my arm at her, but she refuses to let go. "Don't do anything stupid here, Ave," she warned. Noah was staring at us, perplexed.

"No. I just wanted to talk." In a soft tone, I assured her. She nodded and let go of my arm.

I enter the restaurant and take a seat in front of the couple who are busy licking each other's lips. They didn't even notice me. So I cleared my throat as I watched the person I was eager to speak with.

They stop kissing, and the other person's face is as pale as paper as if he saw a strange creature.

"I can explain, Averi."

"You should, George. Let's have a proper discussion in your home," I said, giving him a cold stare. I left without waiting for his response and texted Jazmin to meet me at his father's mansion.

I was smiling as I walked to my car, and I had just texted Keyla and Noah that I needed to take care of some business.

Freedom. I can smell my freedom.