The prolonged eye contact she held with Isaiah from time to time made her want to rip all of his clothes off. This was a feeling she was quite unfamiliar with, so as soon as the urge arose, she pushed it down, pretending it didn’t exist. If she pretended long enough, it wouldn’t be an issue any more. She’d just go numb to the feeling. That’s how she felt as Isaiah’s eyes went from hers to wandering her body, and she wondered what he thought of her. However, this time, she didn’t have to shut down the feeling. It dissipated as soon as he asked for a clean pee sample. “Ugh,” she scoffed. Her mother was a drug addict, and she had no idea where she was or if she was even still alive. “I’m not dealing with this, and you know i don’t like it when you’re using.” He had no reason to stay clean for her. They weren’t even a couple, but she did care about him. And a little piece of her thought he cared about her too. She wanted to run back up the stairs and finish setting up dinner, but before she could, she got angry. She snapped at him, “It’s easier being sober than it is using, and you know it. You’re just not man enough to try it.”
Isaiah resisted the urge to roll his eyes, his nose twitching slightly with annoyance as Maya snapped at him. The last thing he wanted was for her to turn on him and starting acting like Nora, or worse, Noa. The more Noa pressed him to be a good, reliable man and father, the further he ran from her. He didn’t want to run from Maya. She was always perfectly tanned and he oftentimes day-dreamed of wrapping his fingers around in her long, brown locks. Something about her made his heart flip in a familiar yet exciting way, which is why he sucked down the nasty words he wanted to retort with and instead answered a quick, “Sorry, I’m sorry.” He threw his hands up in defense, taking an apologetic step towards her, “I want the clean piss so I can start this...probie...job. Carrington said he’d get me in as long as I passed the drug test and I was gonna, I really was!” He lied, “But then I went out to celebrate last night and got stupid.” Isaiah gently ran his fingers over Maya’s arm, a playful smirk falling into his lips, “I’ll look hot as a fireman, won’t I? Please, My. I’m only asking you this one time.”
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