Judas kiss

"He did what ?" Mila yelled at her friend who almost regretted even telling her because they were practically in public and Mila loved throwing tantrums.

"It wasn't a big deal, i kept my cool." Della said remaining unfazed.

"You haven't been laid in a long time, you know." She said in an obvious tone. "If Leo wasn't there you bet he was going to fuck you on that kitchen counter." She added and Della gasped—

well Leo did help her a lot by yelling 'mom'.

All these pictures immediately started playing in her head and her clit immediately started to throb making Della squeeze her thighs together, it was just sexual tension nothing more. She imagined how it would be if he took her on that kitchen counter as much as she distasted the thought, it gave her butterflies. It wouldn't be the first time, he always satisfied her in a lot of enthralling places but she didn't want to think about it. Andre was a touchy subject. It hurt to remember how things use to be between them.

"You are thinking about it, aren't you?" Mila wiggled her eyebrows making Della cringe with a sigh.

"No, I'm not." She stood her ground and put on a serious face. Mila gave me an amused look and Della couldn't help but break her lips into a smile. The two friends didn't get much time to spend together besides working. They enjoyed times like these where they had lunch together without the uniform and casually having a good time.

"Yes, you are." Mila chuckled lightly. "I know you like the back of my hand Della." She gave her flustered friend a knowing look.

"Fine, maybe a little." Della admitted. "The sex was always good, nothing more nothing less."

"I knew it, remember when his naked pictures leaked two years back. You never told me he was that big?" Mila said shaking her head in disbelief.

"Oh my word, Mila." Della sighed. "Are we seriously talking about my ex-husbands private part?" Della said clearly amused and flabbergasted.

"Oh please... Private part, you talk like the Queen of England." Mila laughed out loud. "It's dick, Cock, Shaft, Tool, Willy not Willy though because he is huge."

"Fine fine, I get it just don't use that kind of language in front of my son." Della retorted putting a strand of her hair behind her ear. This was always a habit of hers.

"Ofcourse." Mila rolled her eyes.

They continued chattering back and forth about the new fuck buddy, Mila had met at her usual club until Della's phone rang. She immediately silenced it when she saw the caller ID.? It rang multiple times until Mila couldn't ignore it anymore.

"Are you avoiding Andre?" Milla questioned.

"No, his name is Leith and has been on my neck for the wrong reasons." Della said rolling her eyes. She had been avoiding him for a week now.

"The publishing dude? He is some piece of meat too. Pass him over, if you don't want him..." Mila smirked.

"Annoying..."

"But he just wants to help."

"Well I don't feel like I should have to explain my feelings to anyone especially about my writings and he shouldn't try and be a therapist because I don't need one." She sighed. "I won't publish my book if this is how people will view me after reading my sappy story."

"No no, I loved it and I'm still here. I don't feel any pity but I feel proud of you and I admire your writing." Mila encouraged fiercely.

"You are my friend, I guess you are supposed to say these things." Della said feeling defeated again the phone kept ringing and she put him on mute.

"I know but I really mean them." She smiled innocently.

"Thanks Mila."

"I will always be your number one supporter." Mila added making her friend smile with tears right under her eyes, she hated being this soft and vulnerable but she knew she could always let her guard down for Mila.

—

a hold of you for about a week, who do you think you are?" Jeanine abruptly barged into Garreth McCarthy's Penthouse. He wasn't surprised, he had actually seen her on the security footage; fighting with his security team. It was quite entertaining —he thought— until he finally told them

"I'm

his Penthouse was white

of things." He said walked from the top of the stairs towards the small bar where he poured himself Hennessy on the rocks. He offered her

name them?" She replied a little too

He paused. "Your son is becoming a

doesn't listen to me so you are wasting your time." She laughed wholeheartedly remembering how on

chuckle, Jeanine

on his throat. "He needs to stay away from my daughter." He added.

is stubborn." She

you will get that done, I don't

He paced slowly back and forth on his white rug with his

She rushed getting more and more nervous but at the same time she knew she could

- Jeanine gasped at this, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, it always worked, clearly

mocked. It was the honest truth Jeanine was fifty- four and he was only forty-six. Funny

my goods to various places like Mexico, Japan, Portugal, South Africa—" He spoke in a business

will you ship? I thought you were in the hotel

any of your

you were shady."

My business is my business none of yours since dick is the

should be all for now,?sucre." He

"My husband shouldn't know."

not my problem, get

She said sardonically as

be waiting for the contract that your husband

"Sure!" She yelled.

-

saw someone whom she hadn't seen in years. She looked different, the lady had gained a bit of weight and she looked troubled as if she was in deep thought. She was standing near

muttered. The lady with blonde locks turned around, her eyes

longer as she broke into laughter or rather cries while hugging an old friend that she

okay?" Della said touching her cheek that was now beetroot

have no idea!" She raised her hands dramatically trying

They were present at the wedding, Amber was of course Della's maid of honor. That was her past life because now she only had Mila as a friend. Everyone turned their back on her and she was accustomed to feeling like a stranger. This wasn't her world, it

bench so she could breathe and calm down. They had?been standing in the middle of the sidewalk

baby." She muttered her

happy." Della hugged her oblivious to the fact

will be happy but- I don't want a child, I'm not

had my baby either-"

had Andre's son." She giggled. "When he told me,

fast,

Andre kicked you out. I thought you would come to me but you didn't. Where did you go?" She asked. "I looked for you Della, I called your phone

Amber had been looking for her, Della had left her phone at Andre's place after all it was his. Everything was

Shelters— that's must have been horrible, I'm so sorry Della." Amber

I met some really nice people who took great care of me like Nana Betty. She helped me with my pregnancy. You know with all the cravings and back pains-" Della stopped talking when Amber scrawled her face at the thought of back pains. "You have a loving husband who will massage you and spoil you so you don't need to worry about that." Della added trying to make her

Andre for doing what he did to you and most of all... I miss you." She giggled wiping a tear away. "We both have horrible bitch mothers in law, I had to