Selfish
Chapter 1

“JUSTINNNNNN! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE! SOMEBODY WANTS YOU ON THE PHONE!” his older sister, Patricia yelled from standing out on the porch.

“Time out.” he held up a time out sign as he jogged up towards her. He stepped on the porch and grabbed the phone out of her hand. “Hello.” he answered.

“Hey, baby. What’s going on?” a familiar voice spoke up.

“Um…hey. This is sort of…a bad time to call me. I’m kind of…in the middle of a game.” he relied.

“Oh…so you don’t have any time for me? You know what…fuck you. It’s over.” she hung up the phone.

“Shit.” he turned the phone off, and entered the house. “FUCK!” he yelled. “DAMNIT!”

“Son…lower your voice…and quit with the cursing.” Lynn, his mother snapped.

“Oh…sorry.” he sighed and took a seat on the sofa. “I just got dumped. I can NEVER keep a woman.” he complained.

“You damn right.” Patricia snickered in the background.

“Shut up.” he shot back.

“Justin…” Lynn warned.

“Man, damn.” he shot up.  “You’re always taking her side. I’m getting away from you people as soon as I can…BEFORE I gave to HIT someone.” he lowered his eyes at Patricia as he walked by. She continued to laugh underneath her breath.

He exited the house, an gazed to the side to focus in on a woman carrying a box as she entered the house next to theirs. A moving van was parked on the side of their house also. “New neighbors? Hell no” he brisk walked down the sidewalk, and stepped up on the porch. “Hello?” he knocked on the door. “Anybody here?”

“Yes?” a lady stepped on the porch.

“Um…” he trailed off as he gazed down her figure. She wore a blue halter top, and a very short tennis skirt. Her dark brown hair hung lose down her broad shoulders. “Hi. Uh…” his eyes stayed glued to her nicely, smooth, tanned legs. “Are you…are you…I mean…” he lifted his head up to gaze in her dark brown eyes. “Are you moving in?” she chuckled.

“Yeah. My brother was supposed to be here…around six…to help me out. He’s always late.” she flashed a smile. All of a sudden, he felt his knees weaken.

“Um…well I could help you…just until he gets here.” he offered.

“Really? How sweet of you. Well…” she brushed pass him, and headed towards the van. “I’m starting on the boxes now.” he gazed at her rear end as it swayed from side to side. The short skirt she wore did less help to conceal her butt cheeks.

“Damn.” he mumbled.

“You could take this.” she handed him a box. “So…” she grasped a box and headed back to the house. “Where do you stay?” he followed her inside the house.

“The next house over.” she nodded while sitting the box in the living room.

“Cool. I guess…we’ll be neighbors.” he chuckled softly.

“Yeah. I guess.” she brushed her hair back as she trailed her eyes down his figure.

“Well…” she bit the bottom of her lip. “We better finish what we started. I wanna be done when the sun sets.” he watched her walk pass him. He had a feeling he was going to be a little bit more than just friends with this girl.

Chapter 2

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