Page 2 of Fated Hearts


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Ugh, Deidra would beat her ass if she found out that she was thinking like that. She’d never allow her to live it down if she knew what Athena was thinking just now.

Deidra tried to set her up several times, but those dates never panned out. They were only giving her pity dates as a way to get close to Deidra.

Ugh, screw it. She was going to go out tonight with her bestie and they were going to have fun.

To hell with everything and everyone. She was going to turn a new leaf in life.

Fuck her family, fuck her brother and his trifling ass. Maybe Deidra was right.

She needed to stand up for herself for once in her life to let her family know she was truly done playing their stupid ass games.

Starting today, hell, tonight. She was going to go out and have fun, maybe kiss a man and be the curvy version of her best friend.

She didn’t know how well she’d pull it off, but she was going to do her damndest to try and see how well it went for her. At least Deidra would be there to back her up no matter what.

With a definitive nod, Athena went about getting her paperwork done and made it through the rest of the day at work with a smile and a new determination for herself and her life. She was going to be a whole new woman.

The countdown for tonight was on. She made it through the rest of the day with her students, getting them ready for the actual spelling test, working on basic math and sentence structures.

She told the kids that if they passed their spelling test on Monday, they would have a pizza party that afternoon to celebrate their passing. Her kids all left for the weekend with their spelling books and a new zest for studying.

Chapter

Two

Athena followedDeidra into The Hen, trying to pull her shirt up to cover her boobs that her bestie was determined she show off. They were definitely two different personalities of women who somehow became the best of friends.

Deidra believed in flaunting what she was born with. Along with her five foot five height, she was blessed with a toned framed that carried an impressive rack and a peach shaped ass.

The woman had a body that Athena was insanely jealous of. She knew Deidra not only loved to run, but she worked out in the gym when she could.

Things Athena avoided. While Athena watched what she ate, mostly, she indulged at least once a week.

Yet, no matter what she did, she was overweight for her height of five feet two inches. Deidra said she was pleasantly plump with nice tits and an ass she herself would kill for.

She highly doubted it, but her bestie said she was the modern-day Marilyn Monroe, without the sex scandal and the mole. Or the white-blonde hair.

“Stop fidgeting and leave the girls alone. Live a little for a change. I’m here with you and I won’t let just any random loser flirt with you.”

“So, you’re saying you’d let a known loser flirt with me?” Athena baited her with a quirked eyebrow.

“No smartass! There’s a difference between being a snack and a meal. You, my dear, sweet, pain in the ass bestie are a five-course meal that a man needs to savor and earn. He needs to be starved for you to truly enjoy your offerings.”

“I hope like hell you’re not claiming to be a snack!” Athena glared at her best friend.

“Oh, baby, I’m not just any snack. I’m a delicacy dessert. If I choose to let the prize for the night to have it.” Diedra winked at her as she led them to a table.

“You’re in a good mood now, compared to our conversation at lunchtime.” She observed her friend smiling at others.

“I’m doing way better. Mom and Dad called me at work. Dad took a few days off this week. Anyways, they called to tell me that fucknuts is not getting his greedy paws on the company like he wants.”

“Your dad changed his mind about retiring?” Athena asked, smiling as the picture of the older gentleman came to her mind.

Athena loved Deidra’s parents. She’d met them several times through the years, and they treated her like one of their own.

Deidra’s parents always invited her to family dinners, events, and holidays. Even her siblings loved her.

Well, the ones she has met anyway. Of Deidra’s five siblings, she’s met all but one, the oldest of them all. She can never admit to her best friend that the photos she’s seen of her oldest brother are part of her spank the clit bank.