Donovan
"ARe you serious?" Max asks through the car speaks as I talk to him on bluetooth.
I've just picked up chinese food on my way to Madeliene's apartment, and was getting back in my car when my phone rang. When Max asked what I was up to. I told him.
"Car is gonna cut your dick off." he says of his wife.
"then dont tell her." I say.
"You know I'm gonna." he says and I smile to myself and make a whip cracking noise.
"Oh, fuck you" Max says and I just laugh.
"Then tell her. I don't care. But i'm not gonna stop seeing her." I say.
"SEEING her? You mean fucking her?" Max says.
"I didn't fuck her." I say. With my cock, I think to myself. All I told Max, was that she came over last night, stayed the night. Then I visted her at work today, and was now on my way to her place.
"Right , you expect me to believe that?" he asks.
"Beleive it or dont man, I dont really care. I gotta go." I say. Not in the mood to listen to his shit right now and ruin the high that Madeliene has me on.
"Wait-"
"Bye Max!" I say and end the call.
When I pull up outside her apartment building, I text her that I'm here and then walk up to the steps and she buzzes me in.
She meets me at the top of the steps, smiling down at me as I walk up, her standing there, her hair is down, and she's wearing a pair of loose white cotton sleep shorts that rest on her hips, covered in little lemons, and a thin strapped cropped tank top, that hits just above her belly button, with the same lemon pattern. Fuck. It was going to be hard to keep my hands off her. To prove to her I didnt need to fuck her, or taste that sweet pussy of hers.
"Don't you look cute" I say as I reach the second to top step and she smiles.
Her nose is pink, and her cheeks are too from being out in the sun.
"Thank you" she says with a scrung of her nose.
"You look...cute too." she says.
"i look like a man." I say jokingly. "I'm not CUTE" I say and then kiss the top of her head as I step onto the top stair and make her laugh.
"If I say you're cute, then you're cute." she says and then walks in her slippers down the hall and as we get further down, a guy comes out of his door, stopping, looking at Madeliene, then at me, then back at her.
"Hey Mads"he says to her, and immediately I feel defensive. Mads? Who calls a girl that pretty fucking Mads?" Her name suit her well. To shorten it, in my opinion was a shame.
"Hey" she says with a smile to the guy. He looks around her age or my age, or somewhere between. He looks up at me as we stop at the door across from his.
"Oh I...uh...did you get my text?" he asks her, and I stand there looking between them. I see MAdeliene take a short breath before turning.
"Yep. I replied." she says shooting a polite smile over her shoulder and then opening her door.
"I'm Jason" he says to me. As if I fucking care. I just tilt my head slightly and look down at him in question.
"I'm Maddie's , uh...friend" he says.
I cock my brow.
"Congratulations." I say.
His eyes flicker, nostrils flaring.
"Her Ex actually" he ads.
"Jason!" MAdeliene snaps.
"What?" He asks looking at me, his chest puffing up comically. Yeah, if this fucking tool thought I was about to have a pissing match with him, when he was clearly NOT competition. When I could read the annoyance on her face before she turned around to him.
"Good for you champ." I say and lift the bag of Chinese food.
"If you're done telling me shit I dont give a fuck about, I'm gonna go eat some food with Madeliene, then have her tell me all about why she prefers to sit on my face now instead of yours." I say and Madeliene gasps and her eyes widen, and I can fucking FEEL the bitch boy behind me seething as I nod to her to open the door.
Okay, so maybe I'd have a LITTLE bit of a pissing match. Cause THIS woman slept with THAT fucking dude? Jesus.
She glares at me.
"Yeah, right, you're so far from Mads' fucking type it's not even funny." he says and she pushes open the door.
"Jason, just ...leave us alone" she hisses.
"Mads are you fucking serious ?" he laughs and gestures to me.
"THIS guy? REALLY? I mean...I know he's just a rebound baby, but come on" he laughs. "You can do better than THAT"
I stand there and say nothing.
"Jason." She says as she pushes in front of me, her short little body pushing me back into her apartment.
"Stop texting me." she says.
"And YEAH..THIS guy...and you know WHY?" she hisses and leans slightly out her door.
"Because I just met him yesterday, and already he's made me cum with just his fucking mouth and finger more times than you ever did in the enire eight months we were together...so YEAH...THIS guy" she says and I fight back the grin on my face.
"And ALSO, because he fucking hot, and he's sweet to me, and he's made me feel more fucking pretty than you ever did. Because he's told me more time than I can fucking count in the past twenty four hours how beautiful am."
"I always told you how hot you were!" The guy fucking whines. "And I always made you cum! Everytime!"
"I FAKED IT!" Madeliene yells and then backs up and slams the door shut.
"QUIT TEXTING ME!" She yells as it slams shut.
I just stand there as she slaps both hands on the door and keeps them there breathing angrily.
"Ohhhhkay." I say. "Come on...let's go eat. Fuck that dude." I say and she looks over her shoulder at me.
"You can run back home now if you want to." she says. My brows pinch.
"And miss out on you telling me all about that douche bag and his inability at pleasing women? Nah, count me fucking in angel." I say and she huffs a laugh.
"Let's go gorgeous, show me the way" I say and she turns.
"We're still not having sex." she says.
"Cool."I say. "Can we eat then?"
She narrows her eyes. "I'm serious Donovan."
"So am I sweet ass, now let's eat, I'm fucking starving."