Inside information: SELFISH was written in the middle of '02...never revised. Copyrighted in '02. I'm so happy that I finally finished this story. Lol.

SELFISH: 2002 novel
10 chapters: Rated R for language and violence

Kiara (Britney Spears)
Justin Timberlake (Justin)

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Selfish
Chapter 3

 

Justin headed towards the front door, and pulled it open. Kiara  followed him outside on the porch. “So um…I had fun.” he spoke up. She chuckled, and brushed her hair back.

“So did I. I didn’t know moving in could be so hilarious.” she giggled, and focused in on a chocolate stain on his shirt. “You got some…chocolate on your shirt.” she dapped her finger with saliva and cleaned the area with it. He watched her do this with so much patient. “There…it’s off. Ahaha.” she looked up to lock eyes with his. He quickly looked away. 

“Well…”

“Um…” his eyes trailed up her chocolate covered legs. “Thanks for helping me clean up that chocolate and…moving in. I never thought my brother would stand me up like that. He has a lot of explaining to do when I see him.” he chuckled.

“I’m sure he got caught up in the middle of something.”

“Well he should’ve called me on my cell or something. Any way…I’m glad I met you. You’re so sweet.” she brushed his cheek delicately. “So…I’ll see you for lunch…tomorrow, right?”

“Of coarse. What time do you get up?”

“Um…just come by around twelve noon. I’ll be ready by then.” he nodded.

“Okay. Cool with me.” she smiled and bit the bottom of her lip. “Well…” he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow. Oh and…if you need anything…don’t hesitate to come next door. I won’t be busy. You have my number, right?” she nodded.

“Mmm hmm. You have mines?” he chuckled.

“Yeah.” he sighed. “Well…good night.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” she held up a set of keys in her hand.

“Oh…yeah. Thanks. I wouldn’t be able to get in the house without those.” he accepted them out of her hand. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” she watched him turn and head down the sidewalk.

“Bye.” she spoke inaudibly, and closed the door.

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Justin gazed out of his window to stare at the house beside his. He watched as she entered her room while removing her shorts. “Ooh. Would you look at that.” he spoke to himself. She picked up her cell and held it to her ear.

“Hello? Rob? Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you. I met this cute dude that stay next door. He helped me out.” she discarded her top. Justin continued watching as she spoke on the phone, and undressed at the same time. “You know…it feels like someone’s watching me.” she turned around to come face to face with her next door neighbor. He watched her from his bedroom window. “Hmm. Rob…I’ll call you back.” she hung up, and poked her head out of the window. “Hey, cutie. How long have you been watching?”

“Um…just a few.” she giggled.

“See something you like?” he bit the bottom of his lip teasingly.

“What do you think?” she smirked and stood up.

“Do you think I could be a model?” she asked while removing her underwear. His eyes lit up.

“Whoa.”

“Or maybe a…super model.” she spoke as she yanked off her bra.

“Damn.” he licked his lips sexily. “I…uh…yeah. I think…you could be…a SUPER model.” she chuckled.

“Hmm. Maybe…I could be a dancer.” he watched her turn on her c.d. player and dance to the slow music. She swayed her hips from side to side as she rubbed through her hair, licking her moist lips. “Justin…” she roamed her hands down her body. “I wanna…mmm. I wanna…” he could feel his hormones racing like lighting.

“JUSTIN!” Patricia barged in his room. Kiara quickly hid herself. “Someone’s on the phone for you.”

“DAMN! KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING!” he grabbed the phone and pushed her out of his room. He closed the door, and locked it. “Damn.” he took a seat on his bed, and held the phone to his ear. “Hello?”

“Hello? Justin…this is Adrienne.” he exhaled heavily.

“Adrienne? I thought you said it was over.”


Chapter 4

ALL WORK COPYRIGHTED BY SHONA 2002