I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone - Sex Stories

I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone

... your logo on the front of your restaurant is a little."

"It's disgustedly old; my dad is too lazy to get a new one; what about it."

"Well, I have a friend, two friends. One is good graphic design, and the other is an outstanding artist. What if I could get them to make you a new sign and logo for the restaurant?" He looks at me perplexed for a moment, then over at Meg, then back to me.

"That would be meghaloprepís or magnificent."

"Cool, I can give you my email or phone number. You can tell me what you want, and The girls can design it for you." He pulls a pen and paper from his apron and jots down his email.

"I'll talk it over with my father first, then send it to you. He will want something extraordinary knowing him." He says, shaking his head at Megan, who agrees back." But this is a very kind gesture. I see why Meegan would take you on a date to one of her favorite haunts."

"A date. This is not a date."

"Of course, it isn't that is reserved for me." He smiles, taking both of our empty plates. We both get up and go to pay the bill. Megans stop me and pay for me as well, giving me the look as I object.

"Okay, okay, you got it," I say as we leave the restaurant. "Shit, I could walk here."

"I used to, but then I got chased by some dogs."

"that'll do it."

"Scared the shit out of me, not going to lie. Didn't think I could get away; my knee was burning afterward." She says as we pull into the parking lot of the apartment.

"So, walking maybe ...

... isn't a good idea," I say as we leave the car and walk towards the apartment complex entrance. We both make it to the entrance without saying another word to each other. I look over at her as she looks at me and turns away. We both walked into the apartment, taking off our jackets. "So, I guess Keisha is not coming back, right?"

"Not unless the date went south. Let me text Keisha." She pulls her phone from the table and leans over the kitchen counter to text. Leaving her butt exposed to me, I tempt fate and slap her on it. As she texts on the phone, she yips and looks back at me with a smirk. I slip into my room to get in some relaxing clothes.

"She messaged back saying she is spending the night with Mr. Ross."

"Mr. Ross, well, that's great."

"It's amazing, and she needs to get laid."

"I mean... yeah!?"

"Don't be weird. Keisha needs to get some love, too."

"Wow, can you stop, please?"

"Maybe. So..."

"So what?"

"I was thinking maybe we could."

"You wanna have sex?"

"Maybe."

"Is this your favor?"

"What?"

"For winning the game."

"N... I just. You know what, never mind."

"Whoa, I just thought this was your favor; if not this, then what."

"I don't know, and I was saving it for when I return."

"Interesting."

"Yeah, well, whatever, I'm gonna go to sleep, I guess."

"Wait, wait. I want to."

"The moment has passed. Megan says, walking away." I walk up behind her, pushing her softly into the wall.

"This feels familiar; ...