Why So Sexy, Miss Evans - S01 E21

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Why So Sexy, Miss Evans - S01 E21

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 21

"Did you really call your dog Slippers?" I said smirking as Miss Evans eyes locked with mine finally acknowledging me.

"Weren't you the one that called your cat Potato?" She said raising one of her brows, did I already mention that she looks really sexy doing that?

"Do not compare my precious little Potato to something as Slippers, you must really hate your dog to call it a flip flop." She let out a cute chuckle.

"My niece was the one who named him," she said seating down next to me on the bench.

"And now you're blaming your niece," I joked as I watched her drink from her water bottle, she looked hot, I'm such a creep. "Anyways what are you doing running at 6 am?"

"Something called exercising, waking up early and getting healthy, you know what that is right?"

"Disgusting."

She rolled her eyes. "What are you doing here at 6 am?"

"Oh you know, woke up early to watch the sunrise," I lied, obviously.

"Bullshit," she eyed me. "In those clothes and on the other side of the city? Right."

"You got me," I smirked already expecting my facade to go downhill. "Fine, I just came from a party and was supposed to sleep at Soph's but I wasn't really that sleepy so I came for a walk."

"That's more like you," she said getting up. "I'll go back to running, enjoy your sunrise," she said sarcastically with her signature smirk.

"Let me join you?" I didn't want to let her go just yet, it's at this point that you know you really like someone when you put your laziness aside so you can spend time with them.

She laughed loudly at that. Rude. "Can you keep up?" she asked starting to jog with Slippers.

"You bet!" I ran after them but still not getting any closer.

"Oh my God! You're so slow," she said still laughing.

She was at least 5 meters ahead of me, not even my best was enough and eventually, she was way too far even for my kinky self to see her precious butt in which might I add, looked fabulous in those leggings.

I almost got to my knees and prayed to Aergia, the Greek goddess of laziness when Daniella finally stopped by the fountain in the middle of the park.

"Not fair, I'm wearing jeans," I said panting when I got there, the bitch was still laughing.

"I don't think that was the problem." Her cheeks were flushed from running and laughing, at least she was panting as well, she looked hot, how can she look so hot doing just anything? Do pretty people fart? I bet she looks hot farting too.

"Running is not my thing," I said crossing my arms and walking to the fountain to take a seat.

"Is any sport a thing to you?" She mocked, "and you're already seated, that's impressive."

"Well..." I say smirking. "There is something I'm good at."

She just raised one of her brows at that, I'm guessing she understood where I was going.

"I doubt it," she said simply after some seconds pulling Slippers to start walking again.

"That's really mean." I got up to accompany her, more like follow her around that is. "Where are you going?"

"I don't think you have anything to do with that." She rolled her eyes but I could see a hint of amusement in them.

"Let's get ice cream."