Chapter 11: Japanese Sweetness

Present Time

Sunn's POV

6:45 a.m.

Crap.

I stumbled out of bed feeling awful. Without a doubt I knew I looked like something the cats dragged in. Somehow I had allowed mom to coerce me into watching a movie before bed. Not that I would have turned down a request such as that. Our favorite genre was horror so 8the movie we had decided on was The Black Phone. I'd watched scarier so in my opinion it wasn't all that.

It was two a.m. when I finally turned in for bed. I was exhausted so I should have fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, right? Wrong.

Once again, I was plagued with dreams that kept me awake at nights, a lot of them made no sense whatsoever. I couldn't remember much but I knew I wasn't myself in those dreams. I didn't want to worry mom with trivial things such as this. She already had so much on her plate. Besides, it wasn't like I could explain them anyway. Not to mention I was also twenty-five. Waaay too old to be crying to my mom about some silly dreams.

"Sunny," mom shouted at the top of her lungs. "I'm awake, mom," I yelled back as loud as I could. Hurriedly, I ran around my room trying to figure out my outfit for the day. I settled on something simple- a white Fendi dress that I had gifted myself almost two weeks ago. I could hear mom bustling around the kitchen, no doubt making breakfast for me, even though I had told her umpteenth times not to do so.

Jeez. The lady was super stubborn.

I flew to the bathroom where I quickly had a shower and brushed my teeth. From the shower I scampered back to my room where I could tackle the massive coils of my shoulder length 4c hair. I swear I am going to cut it all off one of these days, I cursed inwardly as I tried to gather my hair into a ponytail. Annoyed, I released a sigh.

After ten minutes I opted to go for a half up- half down style with some bantu knots at the front. Next was makeup. I was no make-up artist (MUA), so I did a simple beat and attached some gold hoops to my ears. I shimmied into my dress and while running down the stairs I attempted to drag my heels on.

Mom stood at the foot of the stairs wearing a smile and clutching my breakfast in a brown paper bag. I collected my usual kiss from her and thanked her. I was beyond grateful for this woman.

"You look beautiful," Mom commented. I gave her a scowl. Not that I didn't believe her but I was not a morning person. When I was younger my mom's morning moniker for me was Mrs. Grumpy and to this day nothing much had changed.

"Jayson is already outside. Be safe and I love you!" Mom called out after me as I rushed through the front door.

I adored Jayson's company but I would much prefer to travel to work alone. He had insisted since my car was still in the mechanic shop to pick me up every single morning. Nothing I said would sway his mind. I was totally fine with ubering to and from work.

Plastering a big smile on my face, I hopped into his black Jaguar. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and started up the car. "Wanna go Karaoke with me tonight?" he invited. Immediately my whole mood changed. Only Jayson could make my mood go from 0 to a 100 real quick.

For the rest of the car ride he decided to play some songs from Nicki Minaj and that helped to get my morning off to a great start. I loved me some Nicki.

I was laughing at something Jayson said when I climbed out of his car. I blew him a kiss and he sped off.

And this was were my morning got progressively better.

My eyes locked with hers and I swore my heart stopped beating for a second. She was insanely attractive. She had hair the color of cayenne pepper which was styled in two pigtails and a long bang framed her stunningly huge pool of almond shaped eyes. Her eyes were set in a downward angle that seemed to smile at me when I approached her.

"Hi, I'm Sunn," I greeted her in a sultry voice. "I'm Tsuki," she replied, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She was so tiny, she made me feel like a giant and I was only 5"5'. I could sense that she was uncomfortable as she shifted from one Doc Marten foot to the other and chewed on her bottom lip. "I'm looking for Got Milk Inc. Do you know where that is?" she finally asked.

I beamed down at her. "Sure thing," I replied a little too happily. "I work there," I added leading her into the building. We walked side by side and that was when I got a whiff of how good she smelt. This was officially my favorite scent. Definitely a fragrance I could get used to, I thought.

The elevator doors dinged open and we got in. She was making small talk with me and in all honesty I just wanted to smash her against the elevator door and make out with her heavily. I could picture myself grabbing her by the throat and giving her nasty tongue kisses while my other hand would hoist her leg up and fondle and squeeze her ass. I could hear her moaning into my mouth and telling me not to stop. I was super wet.

"Sunn!" she shouted. I blinked a few times and it was then that I realized that she had been trying to get my attention. I furrowed my brows irritated that my daydreaming had come to an abrupt end. She came over to where I stood and without much thought smashed her lip-glossed lips all over my surprised ones. There wasn't much room for protest as she kissed me how I liked. Aggressive and erotic.

I held her head in place as my tongue snaked into her mouth. She welcomed me with a moan of her own. I wanted nothing more than to strip her down and show her just how good I could make her feel.

Taking a big gulp of air, she pulled back and said in a rushed breath, "We're almost there." I took a look at the red digital numbers on the elevator and realized that we were almost at floor ten. Oh, for fuck's sake.

The doors dinged open and Tsuki walked off leaving me hot and very much bothered. Who was she?