Venus Vs Mars

Chapter 63

"New Couple Alert! Team USA Soccer star Massy Arias and Actor/Hollywood HUNK Michael B. Jordan were spotted together in if not one of the most sexiest places on earth! Yes! Brazil. Michael arrived three days early to support his MVP girlfriend, he sat with NBA star Kobe Bryant and family as he watch the team defeat Brazil 2-1. The next day the two were spotted at the Brazilian Film Festival. His film Creed was a huge hit, along with the movie Star Wars as both films took four awards home. Michael later posted a photo of the soccer forward on his i********: with the caption "The Ace." 

Once again Massy was on E News, TMZ, TMZ Sports, and MTO but not paired with Odell this time. It was bad enough that she was hanging out with Michael, but for her to actually be at his home around his friends was even worse. Media and blog sites automatically put Massy and Michael as a couple the more they appeared on one another's social media accounts, total ignoring the friendship that they actually had, and simply changing it to a relationship. 

This was why a majority of women in the industry whether it be music, acting, modeling, or sports, or women in general had bad reps. No matter what man they were seen with, they were put as dating him, whether he was famous or not, whether the relationship was platonic or not. You just couldn't be friends with a man, you had to be his girlfriend. 

Michael knew all too well that Massy was dealing with the whole Odell situation, she'd spoken to him about it. Michael genuinely opening his ears to how easy Odell was messing up a great thing with a great woman. That was something he didn't want to get involved in, he knew from past experience dealing with women fresh off a break up or in between a break up was not the best idea, and nor was he trying to push or persuade her to be in a relationship with him. However he was naturally doing a great job of swooning her in his direction, and if it happened to be so undeniably impossible to pass on her Michael had no problems with making her his.

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Michael's LA home was full of close friends. The sun slowly setting as the smell of burning charcoal filled the air inside and out of the house. Every few minutes Michael or one of his friends would go outside to the backyard to check on the various meat that was being cooked on the grill, flipping, moving pieces around, and pulling the pieces that were done off, and setting the aluminum pan on the counter. 

Michael may have been drinking but he was till very aware of what was going on, keeping a close eye on Massy time to time as he stood in the kitchen, he watched her easily mingle with his friends his older sister and friend Rachel seemed to take a hug liking to her, she sat holding his sister's dog all night, falling in love with him, as she explained the life of a soccer star, the country's she's been to.

Massy stood next to Michael, holding a bag of nacho Doritos. "I'm killing my in season diet right now." She said shaking her head. 

"You say as you continue to shove Doritos in your mouth." He teased her with a serious look as he turned his head to her. Massy look up at him watching him watch her as she knowingly and continued to happily shove Doritos in her mouth. "Shame." He said shaking his head. 

"That's why you smell like a campfire." She had no comeback to his comment on her willpower to stop eating chips, so she simply insulted his body odor. 

He frowned and pulled the collar of his shirt up to his nose and breathed in, due to him cooking on the grill, the smell of smoke stained his clothing for the moment. He continued to frown realizing she was right and the fact that he hadn't even noticed he smelled like smoke, not liking it, he reached his arms behind his back and pulled the shirt over his head by the collar. Massy watched as every muscle in upper body flexed while he pulled the shirt off and tossed it on the kitchen counter. "Better!?" He asked giving her a stale look. 

Massy looked at him trying her hardest to not look down and scan his tattooless body. His thin gold chain sat perfectly around his neck resting on his collar bone, the muscles on his ribs, his abs, his V-Cut everything was still perfectly sculpted as if he was getting ready to film a boxing scene any moment. Massy's chest caved in as she completely forgot that air was free to breathe, she caught herself snapping out of a daze. She leaned forward placing her nose in the crook of his neck, she breathed in. Michael could smell her perfume at how close she was. 

"Nope, still gotta take a shower." She said pulling back and smiling at him. 

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Instead of a shower Michael opted to simply change his clothes. By time 2am rolled around a drunk shirtless Michael stood in the kitchen with his equally drunk childhood best friend of sixteen years Steelo Brim arguing back and forth on whether or not the yolk in the eggs sold in the stores is a chicken fetus. 

"Nigga I know what the f**k I'm talkin about! I watch the dos... Dis... Discovery channel." Michael said slurring his words. 

"Da f**k da discovery channel got to do wi dis!?" Steelo questioned, he also not being able to fully get his words together. 

Michael paused for a moment, mentally getting his words together. "Bruh Da discovery channel is a liable source of information!... Don't think cuz I'm drunk I don't know what the f**k I'm talkin about!" Michael said back picking up a brown egg. 

"Bro even if you wasn't drunk you wouldn't know what the f**k you talkin about...." 

"Bro move! Just move! Let me do dis!" Michael said pushing Steelo further away from him out the way. 

Massy and Steelo's girlfriend Rachel stood on the other side of the kitchen island, both women leaning with their elbows on the counter, their chin in their hands, watching both men was hands down the best entertainment Massy had all night. 

"Is this normal?" Massy asked not taking her eyes off both men. 

"Yup, if they didn't do this I'd be worried." She said back also not taking her eyes off the men. 

"Wow. This is amazing." Massy shook her head. 

"I live with this." 

"You poor thing." 

"Thanks for you compassion." 

Both women kept their eyes on them, there conversation had completely changed, both of them not even realizing it, they stood there laughing having what they considered a serious or as serious conversation as they could.