Walking towards the bathroom, Bianca smirks. "This nigga tryna make me late for work!" she thinks to herself. "So, what you say? Wanna christen the bathroom?" Jason says with a smirk. "I would love to, but I know that if you come in here with me, I'll be late to work." she says as she goes in the bathroom and closes him out. "Oh that is cold." Jason laughs as he walks to the living room to retrieve his clothes.
By the time Jason is fully dressed and placing both his and Bianca's leftover coffee cups in the trash, the shower is still running. Plopping on the couch and retrieving the remote, his phone buzzes. *Hey baby, you coming by tonight?* Ignoring the text, Jason puts his phone back in his pocket. Right then Bianca enters the living room fully clothed. "You look beautiful, even though I was kind of hoping you were going to come in here in a towel." Jason says with a smirk. "Why? So I would have to get in the shower all over again?" Bianca says with a chuckle. "So what are your plans for the day?" she asks with a bit of apprehension. Hoping that something he says includes seeing her again, but not wanting to give it away. Can't be too open. While Jason says he is going to do better, and that they are going to work on trying to build a future, he has let her down before.
"Well, I need to go home and shower and put on some fresh clothes," he says with a laugh, "then work. After that the gym of course. Then I was hoping to see you." Trying not to sound too excited Bianca says, "That can be arranged! How about I make dinner and you bring the wine?" Hoping that she would agree to seeing him again so quick he says yes. After discussing a time for him to return, he gets up to walk her out. After setting the alarm they head out the door towards Bianca's car.
Now while Bianca is pretty young, Jason too, she has done pretty well for herself. She owns a condominium and is currently whipping around in a 2016 Audi A3. All white. Leather interior. She is doing the damn thing. Jason has two vehicles. His motorcycle, which is his first love, and a black Cadillac Escalade. While Bianca is working at an up and coming publishing company, Jason is in advertising. In many ways, they compliment each other.
Arriving at her car, Jason pulls her into his arms. Placing his arms tightly around her waist, he kisses her lips gently. "I can't wait to see you tonight!" he says. "Neither can I." she smiles back. He kisses her again, and then opens her door for her. "Drive safe, have a good day at work. I'll see you later" Jason says. "I always drive safe!" Bianca says with a smirk as she gets into her car and buckles her seatbelt. Jason closes her door and she blows him a kiss. Standing there until she pulls off, Jason finds that he really is excited to see her again.
Once inside his truck, Jason pulls out his phone and decides to text her back.
*I don't think so. I have a lot to do tonight. Maybe tomorrow?*
*Tomorrow is no good, I leave for Dallas for that conference. I want to see you tonight, you cant't find time to squeeze me in ;) * She responds quickly.
Not one to text and drive, Jason waits until he gets home and is out of the shower before he responds. *I'll see what I can do* he tells her. Satisfied and confident that he has pacified her for now, he begins to get dressed for work. By time he is done, it is 5 minutes passed the time he should have left his house to get to work on time. Rushing out the door, Jason finds that he is still thinking about Bianca.
Once Jason is comfortably settled at his desk at work, with 2 minutes to spare, he decides to shoot Bianca a text *I miss you already, what have you done to me??* Getting straight to work Jason lays his phone to the side. After a meeting with his supervisor, and telling his assistant the things he needs her to work on, he is seated back at his desk when he hears his phone buzzing again, *Oh you haven't seen anything yet ;)* Willing himself not to continue a conversation with her, he puts his phone down and gets to work. "Eight hours," he tells himself, "then I can see her again".
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