Summer of Secrets •BWWM MATURE ROMANCE•

Chapter Three

Above picture is Breonna Johnson
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My body just froze. None movement eyes closed to whatever is holding tight onto my arms. Scared to open them to see what's behind my eyelids.

"Girl open your damn eyes!" Another voice said.

I opened them to my surprise to see my best friend of 18 years standing right in front of me confused as fuck.

"Breonna?" I said in relief.

"Bitch yes it's me, Kensley you good?" She asked me while pulling me into a hug.

" Ugh no! Bitch why you in closet? I stepped back to observe her.

"Because I just got back from Narnia hoe." she said with a stank face. We both looked At each other then started busting out laughing.

"Stupid as fuck!" I said while hugging her at the same time.
"But forreal Bre what you doing here? I'm gonna cry!" We walked to sit on my bed.

"Oh stop it no need to cry! Mama Jones set this up." she said while lifting one of her legs under her while the other dangled on the end of the bed.

"Really she did?" I asked.

"Girl yes yo mama asked if I had time in my busy schedule to come spend the summer with my Best muthafuckin frannn!" she says while sticking her tongue out at the end. I laughed at her response.

"She told me also you been working yo black ass off lately So I'm here to keep you company and to have some fun."

"Thank you Bre Honestly. I know work in Miami has been busy for you so I appreciate it." I said leaning in to bump shoulders.

"How's the accounting job going?" I asked.

She moved around in her spot before answering and with little eye contact.

"Oh you know busy office shit." she waved it off with a chuckle.

Breonna has been my best friend since we were little girls. So it was easy for me to tell she was lying. I've always admired Bre she's absolutely gorgeous. Beautiful soft coco skin, not a pore to be seen on her face, Beautiful brown eyes, and a killer smile. She is black girl magic at its finest.

Recently she was caught up on some social media shit last month. Regarding her stealing some stripper girls clients during the job. I asked Bre about it because no one was gonna come for my bitch.

She denied it and said that she's not a stripper and those girls were some crackheads. I left it as that but I knew she was a dancer. The company she works for wasn't a company based in Miami, it's located in damn Arkansas.
Lying ass

Whenever Breonna is ready she'll tell me. I hope she knows I support her regardless of her career.

"How about you miss thang!" she says while changing the subject. "I know we talk almost every day but what's up any new venders or a new man?" She raised her brow and smiled.

"Girl bye!" I laughed while sucking my teeth."No to the man part but yes on new vendors." I say while looking down.

"How in the hell you don't have a man still Kensley?" She asked with her head almost off her neck.

"Cause I don't have time for a Man or a... what Chloe x Halle say?"

"A damn busy boy!" I snapped my fingers and sat up to walk near my window across from my bed.

"Preach sista girl." Breonna says sarcastically.

"Real shit I feel men don't come for me in the way I need them to be." I say with a shrug.  

"Like yeah I have a few talks now and then but I only had one guy go down on me and he had the nerve to sneeze while giving me head." I shook my head thinking about it again.

"Yeah that boy was a trifling muthafucka for that." Breonna says.

"Yeah but it's whatever I guess when it happens it happens." looking out my bedroom window I was irritated at the thought. While looking into my neighbors window that was close to mine I notice a Frank Ocean poster on the wall. Getting back on track I turned to Bre.

"I know I'm not the smallest but I'm a cool ass girl." I kinda complimented myself.

"Smallest? Kenny with the body of yours you don't need to worry about being the smallest!" Breonna stood up to say.

"All that ass and thighs! Girl I would die for! Quit the bullshit cause your body is bomb as fuck and your personality and beauty goes beyond your figure." she says.

"Bitch I love you!" I cried to her with a hug.

"I love you too!" Bre said back. " We have so much to catch up on" she says leaning out.

"I agree."

Seconds later Branson comes into my room.

"Oh I see you found Breonna." he says leaning on the door frame smiling with his arms crossed.

"Wait he knew too?" I asked looking at Breonna.

She smiled and said "Something like that."

"Who you think told her to hide in the closet?, What fun would it be if she was just standing in here waiting." he says laughing.

"I can't stand y'all!" rolling my eyes I asked Branson what he needed.

"There's some white lady downstairs that invited us to come next door for brunch. So mom said come down to say hi and to walk over."

"Yeah I'll stay here and watch Real House Wives of Atlanta" Bre said making her way to my bed.

"Nah sweet cheeks remember what you said? you're here to keep me company and to have fun. So let's go to Brunch with the white folks." I said while grabbing her hand.

Dragging her along with Branson in the lead we headed down stairs to meet this unknown lady.
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