In which eight Wives And GirlfriendS of eastern conference NBA players open the doors to their drama filled realities. Why not step inside?
Please note that I do not know these people, and their presence in my story should not be interpreted as my e...
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23 Grand St, New York, NY • Gitano Jungle Room Terrace.
Thereafter Jaylen hanging up, Cienna rushed to get ready so she could hear the question as soon as possible. Rushing into the first cab that stopped, all Cienna could think about were all the possible questions Jaylen could ask. Before all the negative questions could come tumbling into her head, the cab stops right in front of her destination.
Already seated, Cienna finds Jaylen clad in a black turtleneck under a light tan puffer vest along with black track pants. A radiant smile fills her face as she sneaks up behind him engulfing her boyfriend in a warm hug. Upon smelling the familiar scent, Jaylen's lips morph into a joyful smile.
"Bon matin, ma chérie!" The couple shares a sweet kiss before Cienna takes a seat on the long couch. "So what do you want to ask me?"
"Damn girl, buy me breakfast first!" Jaylen jokes both laughing off her impatience. "We'll get to that, for now...what's up with the promo video?"
"Ugh, tu me tues!" Cienna rolls her eyes, nonetheless continuing, "We finish tonight but yesterday was such a trip! The assistant director decided to make a change on who the main girl was like he's in charge of anything. Obviously, Yara hears about it and calls me hysterical! Long story short, it took hours to find, rehire and refilm the initial main girl."
"What makes him think he can do that?" Cienna scrunches her face up and shrugs shaking her head in disbelief. The couple thereupon decides to order their food. Cienna getting a Mexican Shakshuka whilst Jaylen opted for a coconut bowl consisting of granola, yoghurt and tropical fruit as it best fit his dietary restrictions.
Shortly thereafter, their food arrives allowing them to partake in non-big-question discussions as they ate. However, Jaylen felt as though it was time for him to ease into the question.
Riddled with nerves he starts, "Since you be out here dropping phrases in french all the time, when do you plan on teaching me?"
"Uh, you know damn well our schedules don't allow that." Jaylen and Cienna share a laugh leaving a lingering silence before Jaylen speaks up again.
"But maybe we can change that..." Leaving a suggestive pause, Jaylen lets the connotation marinate in Cienna's mind.
Cienna's Confessional: “Is he...asking me to move to Boston?! Like with him?! Putaind'enfer.” Whispering the last part, Cienna shakes her head.
"Jaylen..." Cienna tries to voice her thoughts but nothing seemed to come together.
"Cie I rarely ever get to see you when you live in a whole nother country-" Jaylen was determined to sell the woman who has quickly become a significant part of his life on living with him but she cuts him off.
