Love Me Some You: A Complete Novel by Miss Jenesequa Page B

explained why they had different surnames and why they had different skin complexions.
    Forrest had come to visit Tremaine from Virginia, and was working on moving to LA permanently. He had been offered a new fitness instructor job here, and he had accepted it. It was better money, more responsibility and better clients. His career choice also explained why he was in such a great shape. Every time I took a look at his muscles, it made me want to orgasm on the spot.
    I told him about my modeling career and how I was thinking about following in Monique’s footsteps and going to New York, just to make my options more open. When I told him about NY, he frowned slightly, and I figured it was because he wanted to move here and didn’t want me to leave. But hey, maybe I was wrong and he wasn’t frowning because of me.
    When it was finally time for me to go, I didn’t want to go, but it was getting late and I needed to go home.
    “So I guess I’ll see you around, Mr. Tucker.”
    He had kindly offered to walk me to my car, and I happily accepted.
    “Definitely, Miss Carter.” He smiled at me, passing me Monique’s box of things which he had offered to carry for me.
    He was such a gentleman.
    I was about to open my car door, when Forrest stopped me in my tracks by asking me something that I hadn’t even bothered to remember.
    “Can I have your number?”
    I didn’t know what to say. If I said yes, I was allowing him to have access to calling me anytime he liked. He could even ask to take me out! If I said no, I was stopping him from trying to get to know me even better and basically, friend-zoning him.
    “Sure.” I reached into my back pockets, bringing out my iPhone and we exchanged numbers.
    “So... I guess this is goodbye for now,” I told him, ready to leave.
    “I guess so... It was really nice meeting you, Jessica.”
    “You too Forrest.”

~ 10 ~
    ~ Jessica ~
    Forrest: “You shouldn’t say things like that girl.”
    Jess: “Say what? That I’m thinking of becoming a nun?”
    Forrest: “Yes! Those kind of things.”
    Jess: “Even if I do become a nun, we can still be friends.”
    Forrest: “No... We can’t.”
    Jess: “Yes, we can! You can come visit me and I’ll pray for you.”
    Forrest: “You funny.”
    Jess: “I’m serious. I think I’m done with dicks.”
    Forrest: “Seriously?”
    Jess: “Yes. I honestly believe that God is calling me to be a nun.”
    Forrest: “Stop playin’ girl.”
    Jess: “Loool, okay x.”
    Forrest: “What you up 2 now?”
    Jess: “Just finished cooking myself some food.”
    Forrest: “Wait... You can cook”
    Jess: “Yuuuup! I’m a fantastic cook.”
    Forrest: “I’ll be the judge of that.”
    Jess: “Sure babe. Just come round anytime you like.”
    Forrest: “You tease... I don’t know where you live.”
    Jess: “I knoooow! Ha!”
    Forrest: “I’ma found out.”
    Jess: “How?”
    Forrest: “Trey.”
    Jess: “He’s too busy crying to tell you.”
    Forrest: “True, true, but I’m a great persuader so...”
    Jess: “Is that so? Hmmm... Well, I guess I’ll have to move apartments.”
    Forrest: “Aha! So you live in an apartment?”
    Jess: “Did I say apartment? I meant hotel.”
    Forrest: “You don’t have to lie to me baby. I’m going to find out where you live.”
    Jess: “Damn... Guess I have a stalker now.”
    Forrest: “That’s me.”
    Jess: “What you doing now?”
    Forrest: “Thinking about you.”
    Jess: “Really?”
    Forrest: “Yes.”
    Jess: “Well I’m not surprised... Ever since I gave you my number we’ve been texting for four days straight.”
    Forrest: “Wow... You’ve been keeping score girl.”
    Jess: “Of course. It means you love talking to me.”
    Forrest: “I do.”
    Forrest: “Do you love talking to me?”
    Jess: “Yes.”
    Forrest: “I know you do.”
    Jess: “Ha! Someone’s cocky today.”
    Forrest: “Hey, I’m just stating facts here.”
    Jess: “Indeed you are... How’s Mr cry baby doing