Can I Have Your Number

She laid on her bed and picked up the book she's been reading "Maybe this might help me sleep" she thought to herself

"Why am i even reading this book for fucks sake i feel like it's just putting ideas in my head, i mean it's not like I'm weird right? alot of people get turned on by shit like this right?" Imaani thought.

Trying so hard to think of anything to Justify why she's liking or rather thinks she likes stuff like this

NO! I Don't like it-it's just my body reacting to a steamy scene,Yes its just my body!" She closed the book but not without unconsciously placing a book mark on the page she's reading.

SO MUCH FOR NOT LIKING THE BOOK HUH IMAANI

She picks up her phone like she usually does when she's bored. It's not like she had anybody texting her. She only has one friend or had rather she doesn't really know where they stand. Her relationship with Faye is alot more complicated.

Oh shut it! She scolded her subconscious out loud "maybe i am loosing my mind" she thought

She dropped her phone on the bed side table and made her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water.... and a midnight snack.

On entering back into her room she noticed her phone screen turn on and off, she thought nothing of it and assumed it was just a work email that she can check tommorrow morning or an ad. She had to sleep,she had work first thing tommorow, but then it buzzed again.

"That's weird" picking up her phone she clicked on it and saw that it was a facebook notification. She clicked on it lo and behold it was a message from him!. WAIT I've got to be imagining this!" she thought

She was in huge shock she could almost scream "Oh my gosh he barely texts me unless i text him first,which is when I'm bold enough to do so which is also rare" Imaani thought to herself

She was soo happy all she wanted to do was share the news with somebody. At least that might prove she's not dreaming or imagining this

"Call Faye" she thought "Oh My God Faye!" Picking up her phone she dialed her number after the fourth ring she finally picked. Imaani could not contain her joy and just started talking

"Girrrlll you will not believe what just happened i went to the kitchen to get water and when i got back to my room my phone buzzed but i was li-" Faye cut her short

"Hi uhm Imaani I'm kinda sleepy I'll call you back in the morning"

"Yeah In two months time" she wanted to say but bit her tongue and just said "Hey it's nothing, i just realized how late it is right now sorry for waking you up"

"Babe come back to bed" she heard a male voice say in the background. That voice sounds familiar Imaani thought. I'm probably just imagining shit, she thought, tryna ignore it then she heard the voice again. "No it's not possible it can't be" but i just have to ask, so i did

"Faye is that...." Cut her short again as usual

"Shhh" faye whispered "uh yeah bye Imaani" Faye rushed out and ended the call

Wtf?! She thought while looking at the screen, the call almost ruining her mood but she remembered her unopened message and forgot all about Faye and her lying-horrible ass.

Clicking on his name and reading the message her mouth fell wide open just five words had Imaani's heart racing like mad

"Can i have your number?" She read what he sent

Well damn.

Imaani

"Ughhh" i groaned as i hit the snooze button on my alarm i hate mornings. But i have work.

Why do i have to work why cant i just be born rich you know. First I'm born without my permission and now i have to work to feed and clothe myself thats bullshit if you ask me.

I Groan loudly as i get out of bed, i mistakenly hit the book I've been reading to the ground when i see it a mild shiver passes through me. I ignore it and i pick the book up and place it back on the nightstand.

I was not ready to accept the fact that I may or may not be into the kind of stuff that was done to the main female character in that book. I grab my phone and make my way to the bathroom selecting the song MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT by Elley Duhe before stepping into the shower.

There's just something about this particular song that i find extremely hot her voice, the lyrics, the beat ughhhh like i said earlier Hot!.

After my shower, I get dressed and made my way to the kitchen moving with haste because i was almost late for work and this may or may not be my 2nd strike. My boss would skin me alive.

"Okaayy..phone check...keys also check uhm what else?!" I did a 360 making a mental note to make sure I didn't leave anything behind. Fully satisfied and sure i didn't leave anything, I stepped out and locked my door.

"Taxi! Oh thank goodness" Hi good morning" I got in and gave him the address to my work place while glancing at my phone for the time 7:39 it read "okay Imaani no need to panic you can still make it in time"

"Hi sorry can you step on it please, I'm gonna be late for work...Thank you" the driver tried making small talk with me but all my mind went to was the text i received last night which i had not yet replied to because i slept off before i could which is a lie.

The truth is i started overthinking when i was typing and felt like maybe he made a mistake so i decided to hold on a little to see if he says anything again but he didn't or hasn't...till now.

"We're here" the driver Announces pulling me out of my haze, i pay and get down making my way into the building i look up as usual and sigh before i enter inside " i hate my job but i need the money" i thought to myself grabbing my phone and checking the time again. Just in time.

"Hey Imaani" James my colleague greeted while i settled down into my, office i won't really call it an office. More like a secluded space for each person but whatever

Strange. He never greets me just a few awkward glances "Hi James" i replied cordially, at first i thought it was cause he doesn't like black people thats why he stares like that ....turns out he might just be naturally weird or have a staring problem. I think to myself as i watch him walk of after that not-so-strange greeting.

My day goes by in a blur and i still have a shit ton of work to do. Looking at the time i already missed lunch, i take a short break and go to the cafe beside us. Walking in i place my order and go to take a seat. Taking my phone out to watch tiktok videos i remember i had still not replied his message so i do.

"Hey sorry for the late replies I've been busy" Send

Typing

"But sure here's my number" send

"Order for Imaani?!" The barista calls out and i go get my food

"Thank you" i pay for the food and make my way out

My phone buzzes "thats fast" cleaning my fingers i pick it up thinking he had already replied me only to see it was a tiktok notification.

My heart sinks "oh well" finishing my food i get up and make my way to the trash disposing the bag into it

The walk back to work is filled with overthinking as usual. My mum swiftly came to my mind but i shoved that thought back immediately "cant have something ruining my day more" i get in and sit down on my seat.

"Hey Imaani" A voice called from behind me

"What is it and all these white people greeting me today? Do i have something on me?" My eyes went wide at that thought "have i had something on me all day?!!"

I face her "Do i have something on me?" I blurt out

"What? She looks confused "no you don't why'd you ask?"

Chuckles awkwardly " Oh no it's nothing, Hi how may i help you?"

"Oh no it's nothing serious i wanted to say congratulations on your piece i read it and it was really beautiful and also on my way here Mr Dean requested your presence"

The boss?! What did i do wrong?!

"Oh thank youu...uh..."

"Sarah" she said

"Sarah thank you very much i appreciate, uhm, did Mr Dean by any chance mention why he wanted to see me?!

"No just said to call you, it's probably nothing"

"I hope not...thanks Sarah" i reply and make my way towards Dean's office

"Hey Imaani..so a couple of work friends and i usually hang out at this bar every Friday night so i was wondering if you'd like to come sometime doesn't have to be today" Sarah asked smiling

Thats rightt today is Friday.. thank goodness

"Sure Sarah I'd like too" i replied genuinely

"Cool let's exchange numbers" i gave her mine took hers and made my way to Mr Dean's office.

Knock knock

"Come in" he called from the other side

"Hi i was told you wanted to see me? "

"Yes Ms Cyrus please come in and have a seat" he beckoned

" Thank you sir" i stepped in and sat down

"So I'll cut straight to the chase...your article"

Knew it!

"What about it....Sir?" I asked calmly

"According to the boss it was good i don't see what the fuss is about over such a simple piece but the big boss liked it more among the rest. Personally i prefer Mr Cameron's piece more anyway as you know the person with the best piece gets the promotion which according to the big boss is you which also means your personal office and higher pay check" he said with a bored look while flipping through his news paper without even glancing at me. rude much

"The FUSS!! Bitch i worked my ass out on that piece and you know it, you're just mad cus i don't let you touch me inappropriately like you do with your Secretary...yes i know i see it Infact anybody with two working eyes can see it.. You're a married grown man for fucks sake act like it. Shame on you!. And to be honest i feel bad for your wife because she deserves better than your slimy ungrateful, lying, cheating ass. Now if you'd excuse me I'd like to make my way to my new office and extra check that i rightfully EARNED!" Imaani zoned out imagining herself saying that to Dean.

"Ms Cyrus!.. hello Imaani!" Mr Dean called out snapping his fingers in front of me

'Yes! Uh yes thank you very much sir i appreciate it" i rushed my words out wanting to get out of this annoying mans office. He's attitude and the way he looks at me is extremely disturbing.

On my way out Mr Dean calls his side chick Aka Emily the secretary to show me to my new office... i cant believe it my own personal office.

Enough of those damn cubicles and uncomfortable chairs. I'm big for God's sake cant they see that. Not everyone is as skinny as Emily.

Don't get me wrong i love love love my body, i mean some days i do and some days i just wish i could cut off the extra fat...

Yes we exist!.

"So here's your new office someone will be bringing the rest of your belongings here from your old space...if you need anything else you know where to find me"

Of course i do, on Samuel Dean's dick

"Yeah sure thanks alot" i reply and she leaves me alone. I turn around and take it all in wow finally my own space and i earned it ughhhh i could scream rn

Sadly you dont have anyone to share your good news with my subconscious clapped back

I smiled sadly knowing it's true....I'm all alone

I spent the rest of the little time i had moving into my new office and arranging it to my taste. When i was satisfied i stood back to stare at my work and loved it. Picking up my bag i made my way to outside and got a taxi

With a loud sigh, I settled in and told the driver my destination while i relaxed for the rest of the drive.

In my bag i thought i felt my phone buzz but i brushed it of as my imagination and just ignored it and tried to enjoy the calming drive home.

But her phone did buzz.

Imaani

Imaani's weekends usually consisted of her indoors till Monday binge watching Teen wolf or any other interesting action movie she could come across at home. And this weekend would be no different except for the fact that she landed the promotion she had always wanted.

She laid in bed with a smile across her face "i should call my dad" Although Imaani and her mum were not on talking terms her and Paul,her stepdad were like best friends he was there for her during college when her mum and her dead beat alcoholic dad decided to neglect her at just the age of where she needed them most.

When Imaani was a kid she adored her parents love, always wishing for one like it unknown to her it was all fake all a big lie. Her mum did well to cover up the bruises with make up when Imaani was younger. She finally got the courage to leave her husband and ended up with another dead beat Grayson, worse than her father - Ricky.

That man stopped being her father since he told her he never wanted her in his life, she was just 18 and walked in on him beating her mother. He beat her to a pulp and left the house not showing up till 2 weeks later, only to see Mariah with cops at the door step and a divorce paper. "Yall might be thinking wow Mariah finally called the cops on his dead beat ass No she didnt! The neighbour's did".

"Ughh Enough of this memory lane shit" Imaani groaned making her way to the living room and also making a mental note to call her dad. Yes, Paul was more of a father to her than Ricky, her real father ever will be.

She made herself some break fast and made her way to the living room to watch the new season of Bridgerton....unfortunately the Duke of Hastings will not be gracing her screen with his presence this season, so sad.

Ping

Picking up her phone and seeing the Hey text from an unknown number, remembering she gave Sarah her number yesterday she concluded it was, her completely forgetting about the other possibility of who could text her.

Imani: Hey sarah?

Jax: Sarah? Nice name but not my style

Oh my God Jax!!! Imani gasped going through a mini shock

Imani: I'm so sorry i thought you were my co worker.

Jax: it's aight I've been called worse

Wtff am i supposed to say after this

Imani: lol ikr

Seriously!!! Imaani do better for fucks sake!!

Jax: you don't text much do you?

Transparent much, Imaani

Imaani: what gave me off?

Imaani and Jax kept texting back and forth he asked about his job and alot of things, and even surprised Imaani by asking if they could switch to phone calls instead and she said Yes.

Someone might think he may slightly be interested in her but she knew that was impossible....He had a girlfriend.

Several Hours later Imaani could not tell how long they had been on call for, she couldnt remember when last she talked to someone till this late.. she missed it, and silently wished Jax wouldn't have anything to do anytime soon so they could keep talking.

She didn't know what else to ask him she had already asked about his job and he just replied vaguely saying various jobs not giving any room for further questions about his job or anything else. Glancing at the time, Imaani knew she had to go to bed. Her eyes were already droopy.

"Hey i should really go to bed, I'm sleepy" she said with a yawn into the phone

"Sure take care, twas nice speaking to you"

He replied lowly. He really didn't speak much

"Lord he sounds so heavenly" Imaani closed her eyes and thought to herself

"You too, Jax. Have a lovely night" she replied back

"Imaani? He paused "we should do this again" Even Jax was shocked by his own words but he couldn't take it back, the words were already out of him

Imaani could almost scream right now!

"Yeah sure, Bye Jax" she spoke breathily

"Bye Imaani" beep " fuckkkkk The way he says my name oh my Gosh!!!"

She dropped her phone on the night stand and laid back on her bed with a huge smile resting across her face as she welcomed sleep.

Her night was full with extreme vivid dreams of a particular deep voiced man with blue eyes.