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Baetool and Scout part 2
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Aug 12, 2016 02:04PM
"Are you sure? I can walk you to your door," he frowned.
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She shook her head. "I gotta make a few stops." She told him. "I'll see you tonight okay?" She smiled.
"Alright," he told her. "I'll pick you up at 7," he said and put his hand on her waist so he could pull her over to kiss her.
She smiled and stepped into his arms. She placed her hands on his chest then leaned in for a kiss.
She closed her eyes and kissed him back.
He ran a hand down her waist and then pulled away.
She smiled and blew him a kiss before turning away and heading home
He caught it playfully before watching her go.
He finally turned around and walked back to his aunts.
Hours later, Natalia was just finishing up her makeup in the mirror.
Elian was wearing casual, jeans, a leather jacket and a white shirt.
Natalia's hair was now a dark blue. She was wearing a skin tight black dress with long sleeves and a high neck line.
He parked his car in front of her apartment complex and then walked up to her apartment where he rang the doorbell.
Natalia skipped over to the intercom system. "Hello?" She drawled dramatically.
"Come on up." She pressed a button to unlock the lobby door for him.
She unlocked her front door for him then went back into her bedroom.
"It's open!" She yelled from her room. She was sitting on her bed, slipping on her black heels.
She stood up once her shoes were on, then stepped out of her bedroom.
He looked up at her and smiled gently when he saw him.
She blushed and looked down at herself. "Too dressy? I can change."
"No, you look perfect," he said gently.
"Yeah," he agreed. "Ready to go?" He asked.
She nodded. She grabbed her house keys.
She took his hand and led him out, then locked her door.
He held her hand and then walked out of the apartment complex with her. He reached his truck. "You'll have to excuse my loud truck, it's a piece of crap but it works when I need it," he explained as he opened the heavy door for her.
She laughed and nodded, shrugging. "That's okay." She said. She carefully climbed up into the truck.
He closed the door and got into the other side. Then he started the loud thing up again and started driving. "Don't worry, it's safe—sorta," he joked.
She smirked, pulling her seatbelt on. "If we get hurt I could fix us." She winked.
He chuckled slightly. "Lovely," he said as he began driving.
She giggled and looked at her phone. She frowned.
He drove quietly and glanced at her. "You okay?" He asked.
She nodded while texting. "Max is just being a prick."
He scowled at the mention of the asshole.
"He's turning to social media." She sighed.
"I'm going to beat him to a pulp when I see him," he mumbled.
"As much as I would love that, please don't. He'd press charges." She said.
He sighed but didn't respond. Going to jail wasn't an option anymore, not with Amelia there now.
