Heated Hearts.
Cheyenne Haney - March 28th, 2025
Harley
No way, Chey…
“So, what did she say?” Nala chuckles as I frown at my phone. I glance up at her as she sifts through the rack of clothes before her. She looks at me and shakes her head. “You should’ve known that she was not about to go for that.”
“But it would be a once-in-a-lifetime experience,” I whine, sitting back against the bench.
“Chey, you are something else for real,” she says as my phone pings again.
Harley
Pick something else, Chey.
“I will not,” I say to myself after reading Harley’s message. I look back up at Nala with a smile. “I’m gonna turn on the charm.”
“Good luck, cuzzo,” she laughs as she pulls a dress from the rack. “I’m going to go try this on.”
I nod and turn my attention back to my phone, determined to get Harley to agree with my idea.
Harleyyyyyy
Harley
The answer is still no, Chey…
Come onnn, Harley! Pleaseeeee?
Harley
Chey…we are NOT going scuba diving with sharks…
Your ass can’t even swim!
Ugh, where is your adventurer spirit, babe? You said you would do something fun with me this weekend before you have to start training camp
Harley
Yeah, like going to a paint and sip or having a picnic or, you know, you hosting an all-you-can-eat event for me
NOT FUCKING SCUBA DIVING WITH SHARKS
Booo, loser…
Harley
keep it up and I’m taking my ass straight home after practice
You act like I don’t have a key to your condo
How do you know I’m not in your bed right now waiting for you?
Harley
*sends a random stock image of a bedroom*
