Chapter 4 Greg's big balls

Tiana's pov

Buzzzzz. Buzzzz. Buzzzz. I could feel my phone vibrating through the bedframe. Buzzzzz, again! Damn! My phone had been buzzing like crazy all night! I glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. 7am - far too early for a Saturday. I sunk down into my cosy warm bed, pulling the covers up over my head. Buzzzzzz. Buzzzzz. Curiosity got the better of me. Sleep is over rated anyway. I pulled myself up and grabbed the phone from the side ofbthe bed. I swiped down the notifications tab - 60 notifications from Lovebomb - 36 potential matches, 20 messages and 4 additional photo requests. There was also a message on the group chat with the girls both wanting to know what I woke up to this morning along with a selfie of them both jogging along the avenue. They drunk just as much as me last night how are they up and about already? I ignored their messages and opened up Lovebomb. Ok, coffee first I decided. I got up and headed to the kitchen to switch on the coffee machine. The intense aroma of slow roasted Peruvian coffee beans filled the air and I inhaled deeply allowing the scent to fill my lungs. I poured out a cup and opened up my phone again to weed through the messages. Number one is from Greg. Ooh he's cute! I wonder what he's got to say. I opened it up and my jaw dropped in shock. 'Hey there Tia - how would you like to be Tia-bagged by these Greg big balls tonight?' How rude! Accompanying the message is a photograph of what I'm assuming are Greg's (rather average sized and extremely hairy) balls. I took a screenshot of the message and opened up the girls chat.

'Hey girls if this is what dating apps are all about I'm done before I even begin.' I attached the screenshot and the photo and pressed send. The chat suddenly fills with laughing emojis and Cleo sending stupid gifs of people dunking biscuits in cups of tea.

'Just give it a chance there might be some ballers among those ballsers, ' Marissa added.

"OK well that was only the first message. I'll have a look through but I'm not getting my hopes up. Still on for lunch today ladies?" I asked.

'I'm out with Kyle for lunch today as he is on nightshifts this week so I wont get another chance to see him for a few days :( sorry babe' Hmm yeah OK Cleo start how you want to continue - ditching your besties for your boyfriend.... Marissa then Chimed in "yes yes and yess! Ben is looking after the boys for a few hours so we can have some grown up time. Took a bit of encouragement but I've managed to convince him to babysit until at least 3"

"How many times Mari? It's not babysitting when it's your own kids it's his damn responsibility too! He needs to grow up and grow a pair" - it makes me so mad. They are his kids too and she is the breadwinner anyway so he can pull his bloody weight. "Maybe he can borrow Greg's?" She joked with a shoulder shrug emoji followed by a crying laughing emoji

"Meet you at Fandangos at 12?"

"You know it!" Marissa replied

I sat down in the lounge to finish my coffee - cosying up in my soft, fluffy armchair. I'll just flick through a few more of these messages, I thought to myself. As I flicked through one message stood out. Todd. "Hey beautiful how's things?". I deleted it immediately. Not today Satan.... infact not even if hell froze over.

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