City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire)

Chapter Nine: Squire for Hire:

The walk around East London brought back more memories our university days. There was this crazy party back in the fall of 2007. I couldn’t help but smile.

“What are you grinning for?” Sophie asked.

“Do you remember a bloke that called himself the Squire for Hire?”

“Squire for Hire?” she asked.

“You know, he always wore leather and smelled like pot,” I said. “Kind of looked like a hippie and biker. All of the birds flocked to him at parties. He was at a fall house party during at first year at university in ’07.” Sophie twisted up her face as if to try and remember.

“Sounds familiar,” she said. “Was he black or white?” More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Wondering)

Chapter Eight: Wondering:

I did some thinking as we rode deeper into East London. Sophie stared out the window of the moving cab. In moments like this, I wonder what could’ve been between us. I missed those days in university. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t think any words would fit the situation. Instead, I let my mind wander back into the past.

Some of our friends didn’t understand why we were together. On the surface, Sophie looked like one of those posh girls who belonged in prep school. Some of our schoolmates tried to suggest different pop bands of the 90’s she should listen to. Sophie always looked like she wanted to vomit when she said a Take That album cover. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party)

Chapter Seven: Garden Office Party:

It’s just as Sophie made it out to be. I could feel myself falling asleep as I walked through the entrance of Abbey Gardens. Call me simple, but I’m not into the posh lifestyle. As far as I could remember, neither was Sophie.

“Why are we here again?” I asked.

“Work mates,” she said.

“And why am I here?”

“I need a way to survive this.”

“Do you have an exit plan ready?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, let’s do this.” She and I walked down the entrance path. Sophie wrapped her arms around mine. My heart started pounding in my chest.

“Hey,” I said. Sophie looked up at me.

“You want to this be convincing, don’t you?” she asked. I forgot how I was going to respond. To be honest, I did kind of like it. I suddenly began to remember our college days together. Then I shook my head.

This wasn’t the time for that. We had a boring to endure. Save the happy sentiment for later. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Six: Neighbourhood Party)

Chapter Six: Neighbourhood Party:

“Why are you whispering?” Sophie asked. I dropped my arm by my side.

“I’m not alone right now,” I said.

“So?” she asked. “Do you have a girlfriend over?”

I frowned. “No. It’s just Jazz.”

“So why are you whispering? You’re not dating her or me. Are you ashamed of us or something?” The way she said it started to make sense.

“Oh,” I said in a normal voice. I turned to see Jazz staring at my ceiling with a disapproving look on her face. Okay, I get it. My ceiling looks a mess. Can you move onto something, woman? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Five: Sassy Jasmine)

Chapter Five: Sassy Jasmine:

I made it back to flat again. I had planned on working on my music, but the pillow had other plans. Once I hit that bed, I was knocked out.

By noon, I heard my door buzz from the hallway. I narrowed my eyes as I lifted my head. What do you want, Jay? Why can’t you let me rest for at least ten minutes? You just dragged me along to the club. The buzzing didn’t stop and I groaned.

“Coming,” I grumbled. I had to drag myself out of bed and walk down the hall.

“Yeah?” I asked as I opened the door. To my surprise, a short and curvy black woman with sunglasses stood in front of me. She looked up at me, grinning. I blinked at first. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen)

Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen:

-Paul-

Even tonight, Sophie still has a strange effect on me. Seeing her face changed my plans for tonight. Initially, I had just planned to go with the flow of playing crappy pop music for the ladies tonight. (My soul was dying in the process). But when I saw her face on the monitors above, something inside of me took over. I began to think about my own music. That day with Sophie started up my passion for music again.

Before I knew it, my fingers took over the DJ Booth. Something inside of me told me not think, but feel. I counted down to when the last Sam Smith song played out. My mind chanted Massive Attack.

Massive Attack. Massive Attack. Massive Attack Massive Attack. Massive Attack!

Before I knew it, “Angel” started floating through the club. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter One: Creative Force)

City Lounge: London

Book Two

Chapter One: Creative Force:

-Paul-

I have to work tonight.

I’ve been on a high flow of creativity for the best week. I keep coming with dope beats and I’m not able to write them down fast enough. Every time I come up with the foundation of a new track, I see Sophie’s face. Meeting her again gave me a new passionate to make music again. My room is starting to be filled up with notes of music notes and lyrics. (I haven’t written lyrics since third grade.) How did Sophie give me that much energy to make music? I can’t seem to stop either.

This morning, I woke up wanting to make music. In my shower, more notes for the bass formed in my head. The more I got into the music, I started to see Sophie’s face. I about jumped in the shower. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Fifteen: New World)

Chapter Fifteen: New World:

I feel like it’s a new era for me.

When I got up this morning, it felt like the sun was shining on me. Despite the calls for rain today, I could still feel warm all over. I probably could’ve gotten lost in that movie, Singing in the Rain, if it did rain. I walked into work, smiling.

“Good morning,” I said to the receptionist. The small blonde woman looked up at me while she was on the phone and waved. I waved back before heading to the elevator. For once, I didn’t mind the old German music playing on the way up. I even felt like dancing to it. Who cares if the cameras were watching or not? More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Fourteen: Reached the Peak)

Chapter Fourteen: Reached the Peak:

Until now, I never thought much about sex. I guess I never found the right one. After high school, I didn’t focus much on relationships. I did have a few crushes in the early years of college, but they were a passing fancy. Sure, I’d find the right one soon, but I had other things to think about at the time.

Today however, I began a new journey. Sebastian kissed me on the forehead.

“Take me again,” I whispered. His eyes reminded me of a hungry wild dog. My lips curved into a smirk. He entered me again. More

City Lounge: Berlin (Book Two, Chapter Thirteen: Pushing the Limit III)

Chapter Thirteen: Pushing the Limit III:

It looked like I would have to take matters into my own hands. Problem was, I lacked experience in doing so. I’ve already made what I wanted very clear to him. If I said anymore, I would come off as annoying and desperate. Maybe I could try and be subtle.

I decided to try and see tonight.

Sebastian took me back to his place. Secretly, I got excited on where this could go. I leaned upwards and kissed him on the cheek. My love smiled and chuckled. I counted down the steps to his front door. He reached into his jeans pocket and unlocked the door. More

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