The Right Kind of Love 2
Chapter 7: Those Hips Don't Lie
Chris, Menat and Melody returned to her nail salon, only to be met by Sonya.
*Sonya, what's happening?" Chris asked.
"Hey, handsome. Who is this young purple-haired lady?"
"This is Menat, the fortune teller from Egypt."
"Sonya Blade, pleased to meet you," said Menat.
"Likewise, Menat."
"What brings you to my salon?" Asked Melody.
"Thought I'd stop by. Your hair is a little messed up, Mel."
Everyone knew what Sonya meant.
"Yeah," Melody said, embarrassed.
"Let me guess: Gave him some chocolate?"
"What do you think? Menat did too."
*It was unbelievable," said Menat.
"I can see why." Sonya looked at his erection.
"Come in now, ladies."
"Why? You're getting more sex than my ex."
"I wonder why."
"You're looking at her," said Menat.
"You?"
"Since I saw you and Melody at the coffee shop, I prophesied that you two will intertwine with love."
"Amazing!" Melody exclaimed.
"I must return to my apartment, but you, Chris, are more than welcome to visit."
"Of course."
Menat kisses Chris and leaves, moving her hips in a seductive fashion.
"Wow, said Cassie.
"That girl's got a sweet ass.," Said Sheva.
Menat blew a kiss a leaves.
"I like her," said Sonya.
"I think so too," said Chris.
"So she was the reason you've been getting great sex?" Asked Jill.
"Maybe I'm just lucky. I'm just a regular guy, that's all. But her prophecy with us? Amazing. Not only is she a fortune teller, she might be a love therapist."
"Regardless, you're still the man I love."
Cassie held Chris close. "You'll always be loved."