Age Is Just A Number

Age Is Just a Number 4

Desiree POV

"Woah!" I said.

"What the f**k??" Kaleem questioned.

"Damn!" Trey said.

"This is sick." Jazzy joined. We were looking at a huge house. Now I ain't good at describing a house so all I can say is this place is basically a dream house. I could not believe that Trey's dad bought him and Kaleem this house. We all got one of their bags and headed inside the front door. The inside was amazing. The inside was black white and grey. Yeah, no legit colours but it looked nice.

"Hello Trey Parker and Kaleem Smith." A robotic voice said. We all looked around.

"What just said that?" Jazzy asked.

"Please scan hands on the screen provided. Any new comers must do so as well." The voice said again.

"Scan hands? Is this some spy house?" I asked.

"Nah, top security. Do it." Kaleem said to us. Both him and Trey did it then Jazzy and I followed. After that we went up the huge staircase.

"This way Desiree." Trey said to me. I followed him with his smaller suitcase and he opened a door. A huge room appeared. It looked like a living room with a king sized bed. "Ah, this is a man's room."

"Oh my goodness." I said. I could not believe this. He threw his stuff down and jumped on his bed. I walked around the entire room. I wish I could have this.

"Come here baby." He said. I leaned his bag on the wall and went beside him. Now this was a bed. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. It felt so right being in his arms on his bed. "So you gonna stay over some nights?"

"Oh yeah. This is like my dream room. I would move in if I could."

"No one is stopping you. Id move you in right now."

"I would take that offer." I said. I snuggled closer to him. I was liking this. And I would move in with him. Id love to live with him. He was so sweet and kind to me. I definitely wanted him. He was my man and mine only.