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1 month later

I was laughing hysterically lying in Jalil’s bed wearing one of his shirts and eating cookies n cream ice-cream.

He was doing the crank dat soulja boy dance in his boxers. Not to mention he was doing it, wrong.

“What the hell? Jalil sit down!” I threw the pillow at him and then he jumped back on the bed and snatched my ice-cream.

“Hey!”

He laughed at my outburst. “So stingy! Didn’t you steal it from me?”

“Well, yeah. But that don’t mean steal it back. Its good!”

He took three bites of it, and then handed it back to me.

I shook my head in disbelief.

“So rude.”

He laughed and snatched the ice cream form me again. But this time, he put it on the dresser on my side of the bed and pulled me down under the covers to kiss him.

We had been in bed all day, and most of last night. I had to give it to him, he really did know how to give me a work out. Since I’d been with him, I’d become quite the experimenter.

I started taking birth control the week before we started having sex officially and since I was on the pill and he used condoms most of the time, I wasn’t worried.

“We have to get up Jalil. You have to take me home tonight.”

“Why? You should just move in, you said it yourself, you cant live without my cooking.”

“And it’s true. But I also can’t be late for my 8:00 class in the morning.”

“Shit, I got a class tomorrow too. I forgot all about it.”

“See, without me you’d suffer. In grades and in pleasure” I said smiling.

I kissed him again and then got up to take a shower. I was only in there for about 5 minutes when I heard a knock at the door.

When Jalil opened the door, I heard a male’s voice. I knew it was his father because I had grown accustomed to that deep voice by answering Jalil’s phone a few times.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. I stepped to the bedroom door and cracked it.

“She’s in your shower now?” I heard his dad say. “I’m telling you son, she’s hiding something. I can’t feel it. I’ve seen her somewhere and she just wont tell me where”

“Maybe you have seen her somewhere. So what! You see a lot of people. What difference does it make dad? Maybe she really just doesn’t recognize you.”

“No… I’m gonna find out though.” He ranted. “You’re gonna wish you listened.”

“Dad, get out.” Jalil said sounding agitated. “Why can’t you just except the fact that she makes me happy?”

“Your happiness I cant except. Just not with her in the picture”

Was the last thing I heard before the front door slammed. I quickly and quietly shut the door.

I was gonna have to stop fooling around and figure out what I was gonna do about that man. He was catching on quicker than I’d hoped and I was losing time. Sooner or later he would put two and two together.

I was gonna have to act a little bit quicker.

I dried myself off and finished up in the bathroom. Then I went back into his bedroom and changed into some skinny jeans and a black shirt. I grabbed my hoops and I brushed my ‘used to be neat’ hair into a ponytail.

Jalil was sitting on the couch in some jeans and no shirt. He looked stressed and I already knew why. He had defended me to his dad and now he was a little confused. Sooner or later, I’d have to explain myself to him as well. Especially if his dad found proof as to who I was…

“So… who was at the door?” I asked going and sitting beside him.

“My dad… he’s acting crazier and crazier these days. It’s really pissing me off”

He turned his head to me and I softly kissed his lips.

“It’ll be okay” I reassured him.